St Chaos Healer

Ch 10 - The Cliff Waterfall

I was now alert about my surroundings.
I stopped jumping around like a crazy monkey as before instead now I was quite sneaky. I had to check my surroundings before leaping on to another tree without making any noise.

A few moments ago two to three wolves just went past by, in a hurry towards the rocky waterfall cliff. Thankfully it didn't notice me. This fruit paste and soil rubbed over my body worked wonders. Although, it's a bit itchy but still bearable.

I must be just a dozen of meters away until I reach the edge of the waterfall riverbank. The loud sounds of the aggressive wolves howling and screaming accompanied by explosions of various spells being used can be heard loud and clearly. With the battle screams of wolves and mages, there was also the sound of a waterfall down from the cliff but this sound again would be suppressed by the sounds of the fierce battle.

It wasn't until few minutes of sneaky and cautious approach that I reached near the edge of the riverbank and hid amidst the lush green leaves of a tree.

It was then the scene of the intense battlefield came into view.

The vast river bank had vast rocky floors spread long and wide. There were just small patches of bushes, no trees around the 200-meter radius of around the stream was flowing.

Behind in the background, there were wide walls of tall rocky cliffs dividing the two grounds. In the center of the cliff, there was a fierce stream of water gushing down like a serpent and crashing down on a wide pool created from the natural erosion from the waterfall.

*Boom*

Just when a bright flash appeared in the corner of my eyes.
I glanced in the direction to find a young boy about 12-13 years old with red fiery spiky hair standing all alone near the riverbank. From the palm of his hands smoke was rising and didn't seem to bother him much. He was dressed wore a bright red jacket and a pair of black shorts.

To my surprise, he was surrounded by an army of wolves in a circle. Everyone glaring at him and growling fiercely as if they had long enmity since birth. There should be at least hundreds of wolves surrounding him from everywhere. Many of them looked injured and some had burnt skins yet they looked more ferocious.
There were a lot of charred corpses of wolves laying on the sidelines. Some corpses missing bodies and guts laying everywhere, there were also corpses burned to cinders. No wonder the air smells so repugnant.

Although more wolves would appear from the forest and join the encirclement to kill the red-haired brat.

Despite such a horrendous situation, the red-haired brat still had a brazen smile reaching the corner of his eyes.

"Hehe! Is that all you got! You are no wolves just a bunch of incompetent mutts." he then slammed his fist in his palms. As soon as his fist meet his palm there were sparks of fire.

"Come on, I can do this all day long," he screamed.
The wolves despite not understanding human language, the taunts from red hair brat irked them.

Soon some of the wolves, first in line charged fiercely.
These wolves were the injured ones among the pack.

The red-haired brat was also quite skilled and his eyes scanned the approaching wolves.
He quickly stretched his both arms and suddenly there were bright flames appearing on the top of his hands. He then waved his arms in a circular manner creating a ring of fire blasting towards the approaching wolves,
"Some roast wolves coming up."

The fire blast was quite fierce that even I could feel the heat standing here so far away.
The wolves that attacked the red-haired brat were burned to a crisp. No one survived his flames.