👥 Collaboration Collateral 👥

Chapter 13

The real Alma remained unconscious, Goung and Geoffrey hefted her body to the desk chair before Samoht tied her wrists to the armrests of the desk chair with plastic handcuffs in case the elf woke up for another rampage while Vilma recorded them with her phone. Akane was on the lookout to check who would pass by the reception amidst the mess.

She first saw Faim, Ximo and Uiwo leave the stadium, then saw Patricia enter the stadium.

The blonde receptionist was caught off guard at the sight of magic users casting spells like confetti and random strangers fighting in a frenzy from masked men to hooded teenagers stabbing each other, from skilled fighters using their weapons to cause property damage. There was also a curly haired brunette riding a baby blue dragon as she harpooned two men with her glaive, leaving them severely injured. Not to mention the stray snakes slithering about and frogs croaked in confusion.

Patricia headed to the reception quickly before Akane opened the door.

“I've only left for 10 minutes and this place turned into a bloody massacre.” Patricia snapped in an outcry.

“Collateral damage you mean.” Geoffrey corrected.

“You know what I mean!” Patricia barked, “It's unbelievable that the guests have made a mess this big as if they were in a horror film! The hostess only had one job and she couldn't even do that right! Where is she?!”

Natalie had her hands tied trying to stop strangers that had more physical strength, magical power, and far more heavily armed than her. Risking herself from becoming the next casualty while trying to aid some of the injured victims to safety.

She needed help, but who was going to help her? A shriek was heard while some of the magic users and an armed man prepared themselves, they were shrouded in a veil of smoke. A masked man used his night vision goggles and detected the host, seven magic users but he didn't notice a large bicephalic dragon looming behind him.

“I'll make minced meat outta you.” Claw whispered at the armed man with night vision goggles and instinctively shot her on the head. The bullet protruded through her thick scaley cheekbone.

She breathed fire from the pain, to her, it felt like an explosive mosquito bite. Two masked magicians made a vanishing act while three skilled mages used Claw's spewing flames to redirected back at them.

“F-R-E-E-Z-E.” Saw spelled before the three robed mages were turned into ice sculptures, including the flames that were aimed at them.

“Natalie, are you alright?” Saw inquired as he looked for her. Claw found the host being held hostage by the armed man as he held the gun to her head while he put his hand over her mouth. Nat's eyes bulged and her thick eyebrows raised in a panic.