I Was a Loner, but My Class Got Summoned to Another World…-Chapter 249: Electric Plains Pt.5

Logan found himself face-to-face with the thunderbird, which had spotted him hurling fireballs. The bird was an imposing three meters in length, adorned with vibrant yellow and purple feathers that seemed to crackle with electrical energy.

As it drew closer, Logan could feel the raw power it emitted. The creature absorbed immense amounts of thunder and unleashed it in bursts, attempting to harm him. Yet Logan remained undeterred. Thanks to Voltar's shield skill, the electricity coursed harmlessly along the webs he had cast, dispersing its energy. Even when stray bolts hit him, they merely stung, causing his HP to drop only slightly.

Logan's own attacks, however, were enough to keep the beast at bay, forcing it to remain airborne. The thunderbird was wary of the mana-infused whip in Logan's hand, a weapon imbued with a power different from its own.

He stared skyward, frustration building. Though he likely held the advantage in the fight, it would all be meaningless if the bird refused to descend. Destroying its nests to provoke it was out of the question. He sighed, weighing his options. Perhaps it was time to deploy his wings. If using them drew in more birds, so be it—having this one subdued or tamed before reinforcements arrived would be worthwhile.

"Alright, you wanted this, huh?" Logan summoned his wings, channeling Zephyr's wind magic to propel himself through the air. His whip remained firmly in hand as he streaked toward the thunderbird with unrelenting speed.

The bird saw its opportunity. With Logan no longer near the eggs—it's precious objects- it had no desire to harm—it could now unleash its full power. Sparks danced along its impressive wings as it began gathering lightning, even summoning bolts from a nearby storm cloud. The air crackled with energy as the thunderbird prepared an immense strike, enough to blow the human away.

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Logan knew the skies were filled with danger. The sight of the thunderbird amassing so much power was intimidating, but he kept his composure. He instructed Kryst to stay behind with Raul, aware that his shield's protection might falter against such an overwhelming attack.

Focused and strategic, Logan poured his energy into fortifying his Electro Web, thickening its structure to absorb and redirect as much of the impending strike as possible. Meanwhile, he unleashed Spore Cloud—a toxic attack from his mushroom giants—combining it with wind magic to ensure the spores reached the bird unnoticed. Their microscopic size meant the creature wouldn't even realize it was being affected until it was too late.

Logan held his position, knowing patience was critical. He waited for the bird to execute its move, readying Dark Pulse as his counterattack. The strike would deal slight damage but, more importantly, stun the thunderbird, turning the tide in his favor.

The boy grappled with the challenge of fighting without killing, carefully weighing every move to ensure it caused just enough damage to weaken the creature he sought to tame.

Meanwhile, the thunderbird reached its peak, its body brimming with enough energy to deliver a decisive blow. With a final, thunderous flap of its wings, it unleashed the amassed power in the form of a devastating arrow, streaking toward the boy.

Logan responded with every shield he could summon, pouring his mana into them as each layer shattered under the onslaught. Yet, with Mana Absorption, he managed to reclaim energy from the fierce blast of electricity. His mana core burned in his chest, a fiery ache that pushed him to his limits. But he endured. With the final spark of his resolve, Logan completed his Darkness Pulse, the attack striking the thunderbird squarely in the head. The impact disoriented the great bird, sending it spiraling in a nosedive as it lost its balance.

Logan refused to let the creature fall to its death. He cast Midnight Web, wrapping the bird in mana-infused threads that both ensnared it and slowed its descent. The weight of the bird dragged him several meters to the ground, yet the web absorbed much of the fall, bringing the creature safely to rest.

The spores had begun to take effect, their microscopic assault sapping the thunderbird's strength. Stunned from the Darkness Pulse and paralyzed by the spores, its control over mana wavered, leaving it powerless to rejoin the battle.

Logan swiftly cut his finger, readying himself to seal the pact as soon as the bird landed. He pressed his bloodied hand against the thunderbird's back, near its broad chest, immediately feeling the numbing surge of electricity radiating from the creature.

When enough blood had been transferred, Logan yanked his arm back with effort, his hand so numb it was nearly unresponsive. He could feel the thunderbird resisting the bond, its will clashing against his. Determined, Logan moved closer to its eye, casting Rubina's attraction skill. The bird, sensing the intrusion, tried to shut its eye tightly, forcing Logan to pry its eyelids open with his hands.

"Damn it, you're one tough cookie," Logan muttered, his voice strained as he poured nearly all his mana into compelling the bird to accept the pact. The air around them crackled with tension, the struggle between their wills reaching its peak.

Logan's concentration faltered as he began hearing the calls of other thunderbirds, their cries echoing across the plains. They were being drawn to their kin, now captive in his grasp. Doubt crept into Logan's mind, causing him to lose ground on his hold on the creature's mind.

At that critical moment, a familiar sight emerged—Voltar, leading a group of mantises, arrived in perfect timing for his master's need.

[Right on time!] Logan shouted mentally towards the giant mantis, regaining his focus. He poured the remainder of his concentration into the task at hand, confident that Voltar and the mantises would hold off any incoming threats.

Within seconds, he felt the bond solidify. Each mental barrier of the thunderbird crumbled under his persistent effort, and at last, the mighty creature relented, accepting the pact.

By then, the sounds of battle had erupted around him—the fierce cries of the thunderbirds clashing with the relentless screeches of the mantises. Two of the plains' most formidable predators collided, their fight shaking the air with raw, primal energy.

Logan refused to risk losing his new companions. Acting quickly, he brought out water and felt Kryst join the fray, her presence a much-needed relief. She rushed to Logan, enveloping him in her healing embrace, accelerating his recovery. Her magic extended to their new ally, the thunderbird, restoring its strength to full capacity with a casting of her skill, Purifying Light.

The bird's rapid recovery was a relief to Logan, who had managed to regain nearly half of his mana before the coming battle. Yet, he knew time was not on his side. Gently, he ran his hand over the bird's feathers.

"We need to calm your friends before someone gets hurt," he said softly. "Now get up. I'll have to ride you to reach them faster... Kryst, stay back, and thank you for everything."

With a nod of gratitude, Logan held the slime as she transformed into its squishy ball form, gently placing her on the ground. Then, without hesitation, he mounted the thunderbird's back, ready to take to the skies.