Angel With Broken Wings

33 - Mash Burnedead, Kat Ride and the Wolves of Magic (3)

⚠️Violence

[THIRD PERSON POV]

"Let's go."

Mash's words are spoken with confidence, the male taking the lead as he steps forward. All four begin down the steps, Finn's gaze wandering the lengthy steps as he makes a casual comment, "I had no idea the school had a lower level." Mash hums in agreement, his words coming out with a smile, "It's like a secret base. Right, Finn?" His words held a hint of excitement with them, Finn questioning his comment slightly, "Err, is it?"

"Stop killin the dramatic tension or I'll kill you!" Dot shouts, scowling at the black haired boy who instantly frowns at the comment. "I'm sorry." Came from the boy, his face downcast as they kept moving down, Dot becoming flustered at the random change of his mood, shooting out his own comments, "U-Uh...I mean, I wouldn't really... Look, I'm sorry too, man."

Lance interrupts the conversation with a sigh, his words leaving his lips in a way of explanation, "Our enemies chose this place as their hideout. I'm certain it gives them an advantage." His stance was stiff as he made his comment, his hands clenched into fists as his mind was still lingering on the strawberry blonde girl.

"Hey! See that?!" Dot calls out with a point of his finger, taking Lance's thoughts away to direct his attention in front of him. "It's an arena?!" Lance was surprised at the sight, the observation slipping out as he moves his eyes around the room. "What is this place?" The question from Mash made Dot deadpan, his expression filled with disbelief as he shoots out his words, "He just told you."

"And he's right!" A confident and smooth voice echoed throughout the space, a boy appearing in the middle of the vast area. "It's an ancient dueling field. The current teachers don't even know it exists!" The boy was twirling his hair in his fingers as he poses, making himself look cool as Lance questions the boy, "Are you...one of the Magia Lupus?"

He seems to laugh as he watches the three in front of him, a comment slipping out of him with a scoff, "Me? No, no...I'm here at the third's request." He explains, maintaining his pose as he speaks, "My job...is something like pest control. If you want to proceed, then stake your coins on battle. Though...you're sure to leave empty handed." His words were almost sung, overconfidence laced in his tone as he continues to stare, eyes crazed.

"Fine." Lance slowly begins, Dot quickly interrupting, "Wait. Let me." He brings forth his offer, his figure moving forward as his expression goes dark. "Dot..." Lance trails off on his sentence as he gets interrupted once more, "It has to be me... Cause no one hates good lookin' guys more than I do!" His words are growled out as he speaks, his eyes sharp as he glares at the boy in front of their group.

He was angry, not only because of the pretty boy standing with a pose in front of him, but because of the Magia Lupus taking the only two girls who even bothered looking his way. It may not be romantic, especially not with the one he wanted to date the most, but he wouldn't just stand by and watch as they potentially get hurt or worse. He knew that there were secrets begin held by the strawberry blonde, but he believed that there were good reasons for that, no matter what the secret may be, he believed her kindness was genuine.

"Sure. | Go get 'em. | Good luck." The comments behind him were bland and lacking feeling, the confidence in their tones low as Dot proceeds, ignoring the three, "I know what you've got..." The boy in front of him gains a surprised glint in his eye, his words coming out in response, "What?" The answer comes, causing confusion and amusement to tangle in the boy's eyes, "You've got a fan club."

The boy raised an eyebrow at his comment, the boy giving a shrug and a nod as he answers, "Actually, I do...and?" The nonchalant response from the male makes Dot goes silent, his head going down as he glares at the floor. "Rant incoming. | I believe you're right. | Here it comes..." The three friends behind him all agree with each other just as the red head boy shoots his face upwards, his expression distorted as he begins shouting, "Livin' the dream, are ya?! Well, you can just die!"

The three friends speak together once more, all three nodding as they watch the confrontation, "There we go. | I almost admire his devotion. | Pitiful creature..." Their friend grits his teeth as he glares at the pretty boy in front of him, the Mafia Lupus participant tilting his head to the side as he speaks, "You're upset that I'm attractive?" The words were condescending as he speaks, the guy raising a brow as he stares at Dot. "Yeah?! And?!"

"Well...since I am your better in looks and skill...I don't see how I could lose." He taunts, raising up his wand as he casts out his spell, Dot shouting out at the boy in anger, "Can it, pretty boy! Explom!" The other boy's spell cancels out the red heads spell, cutting through the explosion as Dot makes a sound of surprise, barely dodging getting hit. "You beat that second year, Silva, didn't you?" The boy questions, his eyes watching Dot with disappointment and disbelief as the red head mutters softly, "A-Actually, he maybe kinda beat the crap out of me..."

"It's a shame a guy like him is a double liner." The boy begins, ignoring the comment from the red head as he continues speaking, "But magic capacity is worthless if you don't use it right. And in case you're wondering...I'm a lot tougher than he is." The words were cocky and overconfident as he eyed the Adler first year, Dot letting out a scoff as he straightens up his stance, "That so?"

The boy shifts in his stance as he points his wand at the other individual, the male continuing, "You're...still gonna lose!" Dot maintained his confidence as he glared at the boy in front of him, the boy scoffing as he lowers his head in a glare, "How? You have a plan for victory?" The question receiving a spell in response, "Explom Bomb!"

The spell brings forth a circle of magical runes on the ground around the boy, Dot shooting out a comment while the other male stares at the ground with confusion, "Might wanna watch your step! These tricky puppies are packin five times the explosive power!" The boy stares at the red head with even more confusion, disbelief painted on his features as he looks at the Adler boy.

"You think I'll fall for such an obvious trap? Impossible." The scoff and denial was quick as the Lang Dorm member remains relaxed, Dot refuting the statement coolly, "Nah. A guy like you is sure to fall for it!" The words were teasing as the red head taps his bandana with his thumb, his eyes mocking as he looks at the Lang boy. "You won't trick me that easily." The boy promises, casting out a spell, "Rose Whip Absol!"

The spell shoots out several thorny whips at the red head, Dot letting out a surprised sound as he gets grabbed by the thorny vines, his wand flying out of his hand. "My wand!" He calls out, his eyes landing on the wooden object rolling away. The vines squeeze around his middle, pricking the skin of the red head boy as they squeeze him harshly. "What the hell?! That hurts, damn it!"

"You've been completely immobilized. My next attack will finish you off." The boy was once again cocky as he makes his comment, making the vines squeeze around the red head once more. "Cut it out!!" The boy cries, yelling at the male with anger as he makes a face at the other boy's figure. The boy begins speaking up again, his eyes watching the red head smugly, "That tacky bandana with those goofy eyes? Your magic is as weak as your fashion sense."

The male insults, "You couldn't trick me into stepping on your little land mines. Everything about you screams low effort..." The Lang boy brings his wand forward, flinging Dot closer to the ground while right above one of what he called landmines. Dot smirked once he made it close to the ground, the boy commenting out, "Who said they were landmines?"

The words make the other boy pale, the red head back on the ground and near his wand, Dot quickly picking up the wooden object. "Huh?" The boy was hesitant in making his sound of shock, his eyes watching the red head with surprise. "My Explom Bomb spell runs on a timer." Dot begins his explanation, standing up shakily as he then continues, "Didn't think I'd be bold enough to set a bunch of time bombs in front of you, did ya?"

Dot begins cackling as he stares down at the boy, "Die eight times." His comment is followed with the boy pointing his wand at the other, a proud smirk spread across his face as the Lang boy stares at him with surprise. The last comment he hears is from Dot, his vision catching sight of the red head flipping him off as he shouts out loud and proud,

"That'll teach ya to judge others by their looks! Pretty boy!"