The Heir Of The Grand Duke (Official)

Episode 23 - Curse

Fwoom!

“Ah! Hot!” Roselia cursed as she kicked up a piece of rock to makeshift a shield from the blast of flame directed at her.

Her clothes were literally on fire now and it was getting harder and harder to move around due to the absolute devastation that happened in the ballroom.

“AHAHAHAHA!!!” The Fire man laughed but his voice was unintelligible. It sounded more like a screeching toad being boiled alive than human speech. 

Roselia knew this was a bad match up for her. She can't get close at all or else she risks burning herself. Other nobles may consider her a rough housing barbarian type of woman but she still cares about her appearance and she would not risk a burn on her face. 

Fortunately, she didn't spend years on the battlefield just developing her fighting skills. She also nurtured her battle sense and she could tell that whatever this Fire Guy was doing was nothing but a last ditch hail mary.

He was actively using his life energy as fuel to make his flames stronger, thus burning his body and soul in the process.

All she had to do was outlast him and she’d have the victory.

Although she avoided each fire ball and fire blast thrown her way as best as she could, she couldn't help but feel that there was something odd somewhere.

She dashed through the walls, slid between debris, and rolled on the cracked floor all to avoid fireblast after fireblast the Man chucked in her way.

She looked around. What was it that felt off?

Her eyes darted from top to bottom, left to right, and in any other direction to find the thing that felt strange.

Suddenly, the hairs on her neck tingled and her feet moved on their own as she bent forward and dodged feathers, sharp as knives, shot at her.

She turned her back and the Crow woman had awoken from being knocked out.

Roselia clenched her fists. That's what was off, their knocked out bodies were missing the entire time and she didn't notice.

That must mean…

Smoke began to fill the entire ballroom once more and the view she had of everything suddenly grew dimmer and dimmer until all she could see was gray clouds all around her. 

It was the Old man. He was awake too.

She began to cough as the smoke conducted all the heat generated by the Fire Man and turned the very air hostile and unbreathable.

“You made one crucial mistake.” The Fire man spoke from within the cloak of smoke, his figure lit up by the fire burning his body. “The three of us were made specifically to defeat you, Grand Duchess.” He spoke her title with so much venom that Roselia felt worried for the first time in this battle.

“Well…” The Grand Duchess couldn't back down now, however, “Try me.”

She closed her eyes for she was about to use something that she hadn't fully mastered yet, no matter how often she trained it.

Her body felt lighter and lighter, slowly her arms began to feel like noodles, and her body feeling hollow. A skill she had struggled to use for so long but now she had no choice but to try it.

With the smoke filling the entire bottom half of the ballroom, a figure burst from the top. 

Floating.

Flying.

Roselia had turned herself less dense than air.

She had now achieved flight.