The ghost system

26 The Match - part 2

The crowd of students roared in appreciation for what they had just seen. It was the brilliant debut of team they were not expecting much from, that only made this match more exciting. Connor and his almighty power versus Sampson the fire user and Rhys, the guy who made holes in people. They all zoned in on the match like hawks as team 12 suddenly darted off in different directions after the teleporter fell unconscious.

Rhys marvelled at his new speed as his legs propelled him towards his opponent. Those three points towards his agility made a huge difference and he was definitely going to make the most of them. Rhys locked eyes on his target and was determined to take her down as quickly as possible.

[Name: Unknown]
[Aura: Wind manipulator (average)]

Her face was pale and eyes still wide with shock, as if Rhys taking down her teammate was the last outcome she expected. She whipped her head around to refocus her attention on Rhys, her long straight hair danced around her shoulders as her windy aura swelled around her. She raised her hands ready to attack but Rhys was expecting it.

[Spectral form used + 5 Exp]

The powerful gust of wind she directed at him went straight through his body. Rhys continued to charge at her. He was less than a meter away from pushing his fist through her shoulder when her body was launched away from him.

Rhys cursed under his breath as she made a quick escape. She was much better at manipulating wind than he thought she would be. She was able to manipulate the air to move her body around as well as create powerful attacks.

Rhys twisted his body around and lunged at her again in one movement. She grunted loudly as she had to quickly propelled herself away from Rhys's hands. Her face was scrunched up as if she was in pain and Rhys saw her hair clinging to the moisture on the side of her face. It looked like that particular wind manipulation was physically taxing, which meant she wouldn't be able to keep it up for long.

Again Rhys bolted for her. He stretched out his arms as long as possible in the hopes to reach her, but she was able to blow herself away from him again just in time.

Rhys loathed how smart she was being, she had already figured out that the best way to fight him was to evade him. Without physical contact with an opponent, his skill became useless. But still, he was catching up to her. The gap between then was closing quickly.

It was tricky trying to get used to this new agility level, he could feel the muscles in his legs straining beyond what they were used to and he was getting dizzying fast, but he couldn't stop now. Rhys knew from reading wind manipulation scripts how hard it was to use wind to propel one's body; it required high levels of stamina and concentration compared to just directing powerful bursts of air at an opponent. If he continued like this, he would definitely ware her down. And then he could strike.

Again, Rhys turned on his one leg and lunged at her from a new direction. She slid herself away from him just in time. He shot straight back at her. She managed to dodge him again but this time she made a miscalculation, perhaps she had lost some concentration on her power while continuously evading Rhys, but instead of using the wind to move across the floor she accidentally flung herself against the barrier. She let out a muffled whimper and looked at her shoulder.

Without a second to lose Rhys dashed for her. His eyes were ablaze as his fingers just penetrated her uninjured arm. Her aura swelled but Rhys knew what was coming. Before she could propel herself away Rhys phased his fingers back  into the physical creating four gruesome finger-sized wounds in her elbow. She grunted in pain as her wind propelled her away from the wall towards the centre of the circle where Sampson was facing off against the black bear.