The Nymph's Redemption: Acantha's Journey (7ds fanfiction)

Chapter Fourteen: When Training Takes A Turn

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Acantha looked around but everywhere she turned the cackling was there. She suddenly sensed one jump from behind and used her flame to surround herself.  Her eyes scanned the creatures. They were a pale bluish-green color with clusters of amethyst within their eyes. Some had weapons that seemed to be the same ash sticks the fighters were given while others had nothing. "Surrounded... This... Might not end well..." She said and heard multiple tries and jump through the fire and at her.

The small nymph jumped straight up and looked at the goblins who rammed into each other. She manipulated the fire already present on the ground and made it so the flames caged down onto that small grouping. She then turned her attention to another grouping of about five who seemed to stack onto each other to become bigger. Acantha braced herself as the goblin on top tried to throw a punch. She blocked the attack by grabbing onto the crystal creature's fists and pushed back. The orange-haired girl was getting overpowered quickly as her feet started to slide backward.

Jenna, who was observing everything through a magic orb, laughed at this. "Not gonna lie didn't expect her to go in alone. Then again there was an odd number of people so it was bound to happen..." She said to herself. Meliodas came up from behind. "Yo, what are you going on about?" He asked. The blonde druid looked over at the captain of the sins. "Ah finished already I see." She said. He nodded and looked into the orb. "Oh hey, so she wanted to go in and train? That's good." He said and started to prepare himself to enter.

Acantha was about to get out of the way but was tackled down by multiple amethyst goblins. She yelped and started to hit and kick but felt herself getting whacked by ash wood sticks. She let out a growl of frustration and burst into a large flame. The girl coughed a bit since they had mostly hit her in the stomach.

All the goblins looked at each other before about 40 of the creatures started to build up and stack on top of one another and even holding each other until they were one giant goblin creature. It was unsettling, to say the least, but Acantha had to do her best. She put her hands together before forming a fireball. When she pulled her hands apart a little, the singular blaze orb turned to multiple. She stepped back a bit and started to throw them. The closer the flames got to the goblin monster the larger it became.

Upon impact, there was a large hole in the stomach part of her target as the goblins who it impacted, fell backward and onto the ground. They all screeched in fear and scrambled back up into their places. Something caught Acantha's eyes on the rope belt of one of them. It seemed to just be an ordinary pouch but none of the others had it. This intrigued her. She wanted to know what was in it. Although these thoughts gave her a new goal, they also distracted her and she got sent flying against the wall.  The nymph was only a few feet from being impaled by a cluster of amethyst. A sense of fear was shocked into her from this as she fell onto a piece of crystalized ruins. "At least I have better access to be above them..." She said as the creature started running to where she was. It was about 40 feet in height and was bulky. Once it got to a certain distance many goblins tried to jump off and at her. Acantha focused on which one had the pouch she needed as she used her flames.

"Dammit. Which one of you bastards is it..." She grumbled. She was barely even focused on anything else around her to the point the feeling of the giant crystal under her feet started to crack. The entire structure beneath her broke down and it caused her to fall to the ground. She landed with a loud thud as the surface cracked a bit. Acantha groaned and rubbed the back of her head. Now she was surrounded with barely a way to get out. As if in one large leap, they all were on her, the ones without weapons clawing at her bare skin and the ones with weapons hitting her over and over again.

All of the physical touches were becoming overwhelming. She yelled out for it all to stop before completely scorching everything within a twenty-foot radius. The pale nymph stood up, multiple scratches on her face as well as bruises and bumps from being hit. An object from the corner of her eye got her attention as she weakly walked over. And beneath some pieces of the amethyst ruin, was the pouch she wanted so dearly. "Finally..." She muttered before everything went dark.