WIZ | The Warrior [✔]

𝕬𝖘𝖘𝖚𝖆𝖑𝖙

【14.3 ASSUALT】

Sierra could feel a strange tingling all over his body. She could hear her heart throbbing inside her head. Her face flushed hot with blood. She struggled a bit to get up. Her hair was all tousled and messed. Her eyes were red and beary.

She groaned as she tried to push herself up. "Only a half-wit like you would think about attacking the King's son. You are going against the whole Kingdom right now."

The man did nothing but charge at her and was only a breathe away to strike but he got stopped by something. He glanced at his chest. Many blue glowing stripes tailored with incantations were tangled around his chest.

Sierra was so smug looking at the lad standing behind the man. IT WAS KAMOOR! His book was hovering before his eyes. Thick blood was running down his nose but he was smirking.

"Sorry but you can't go any further." He pulled the stripes tight.

The man turned around though it was hard for him. The stripes were so tight that he could feel the pain in his throat. He made a lunge for the stripes and hurtled Kamoor toward himself. It felt to Kamoor as if he was flying. The man balled his hand into fist and was so ready to land a punch.

A silver glint reflected on his eyes. He became wary of his surroundings. A blade flitted up ripping the strips. It caused Kamoor to fall headlong. Man's fist got wasted, he opened his hand and took a defensive pose, getting ready for an incoming attack.

Many blades flitted toward him at a blistering pace. But the man was fending off every one of them apace. Amidst that, Sierra flashed abruptly before him.

She passed a smug to him. "Now I am close enough!"

She was about to thwack his face but he managed to sidestep quickly. He passed rapidly from her sight. She staggered; his physical strength was another thing but his speed....

She had never fought against someone like him. One could resemble him with wind.

She grunted getting frustrated. "Damn.....that speed...."

She sensed a hiss behind so close to her neck that it sent tremors down to her whole spine. In a second, she leapt high to land a back kick but the man grappled her shin and hurled her away. She fell down after crashing with a tree.

A whirring sound alarmed the man when it rose up to the crescendo. Two blades were approaching him at bearneck pace.

Azeal exclaimed confidently. "Now take this..... You bastard." He swept his arm and clenched his fist.

The man ducked and streaked toward Azeal and the discs followed him. Azeal's confidence died down as soon as the man flipped over the disc tucking his legs close to his head, right before when the disc was about to rip him apart. The discs passed beneath him and went straight for Azeal.