another union academy: From Weakest To Strongest

chapter 32

Calming the storm part 8

As I reveled in the aftermath of my devastating attack, a sense of exhilaration washed over me. The power of the Demonic Vortex Slash had exceeded even my own expectations, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride at its effectiveness in battle.

Turning to my defeated enemies, I couldn't resist taunting them with a playful grin.

Me:Did you all see that?

I exclaimed, my voice filled with excitement.

Me:I was like VROOM, BAM, SMASH, and you were all like, 'WE'RE GONNA DIE!'

I laughed heartily, the adrenaline still coursing through my veins from the intensity of the fight.

But amidst my laughter, a flicker of doubt nagged at the back of my mind. Despite my outward bravado, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. The ease with which I had dispatched the heroes and S-rank fighters left me unsettled, as if there were still unanswered questions lingering in the air.

Suppressing my doubts, I turned my attention back to the present moment, determined to savor my victory for as long as it lasted.

Me:Well, that was certainly a blast, hope y'all understood that reference

I remarked with a smirk, glancing around at the wreckage surrounding us.

Me:But I suppose it's time to move on to the next phase of my little... escapade.

As the dust settled and the full extent of the devastation became apparent, Ozpin and Nezu exchanged a glance, their expressions a mixture of disbelief and concern. The once bustling courtyard now lay in ruins, a stark reminder of the chaos that had unfolded.

Ozpin:Shit, shit, shit

Ozpin muttered under his breath, his normally calm demeanor faltering in the face of such destruction. Nezu, ever the composed strategist, remained silent as he surveyed the scene, his sharp eyes taking in every detail.

Meanwhile, I stood amidst the wreckage, a cocky smirk playing on my lips as I basked in the aftermath of my display of power.

Me:Yup, I'm awesome, I'm amazing

I declared proudly, my voice ringing out with confidence.

As the gravity of the situation began to sink in, I couldn't help but wonder what consequences awaited me for my reckless actions. But for now, in the midst of the chaos and destruction, all I could do was revel in the thrill of the moment, embracing the adrenaline-fueled rush of power that coursed through my veins.

As Mirko launched a flurry of kicks in my direction, I deftly dodged each one, my eyes keenly focused on the powerful muscles of her legs. Despite the intensity of the situation, I couldn't help but admire the sheer strength and agility she possessed.

Me:How do you get your legs to look so strong?

I found myself asking, momentarily distracted by the impressive display of athleticism before me. Mirko's movements were fluid and precise, her muscles rippling with every powerful kick she delivered.

With a smirk, Mirko responded between strikes, her voice filled with confidence.

Mirko:Years of training and dedication

She replied, her eyes never leaving mine as she continued to press the attack.

As the battle raged on, I found myself entranced by Mirko's prowess, each movement a testament to her skill and determination. Despite my admiration, I remained focused on the task at hand, evading her attacks with practiced ease while searching for an opportunity to strike back.