Spectacular World

Cinder VS Phoenix

The blade smashed forward. Kevin felt it hit him directly on the neck.

And then nothing happened...

An awkward silence filled the village as Claymore's sword did zero damage. The teen had been unable to slice through Kevin's flesh. The sword moved and twitched a bit, and Claymore's arms shook as he tried to force the blade forward, but no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't cut Kevin.

Kevin slowly processed this, and his head twitched. He could feel the blade grinding into him, but it didn't have enough force to actually do anything. His body was just too durable, and this sword wasn't special. It seemed like it was just a normal blade. With a bit of annoyance, Kevin threw the blade off of him and pulled his fist back. He punched forward fast and hard. Claymore scrambled and managed to raise his sword up just in time to use it as a makeshift shield. Kevin didn't stop his punch, though, and rammed his fist directly into the blade as hard as he could.

Claymore let out a yelp as he was dragged off of his feet and sent flying back, where he rammed directly into one of the destroyed houses, awkwardly smacking into the wall. The young man groaned a bit as he slid down the wall and collapsed onto his knees. His arms shook and ached from blocking Kevin's punch, and his sword slipped out of his grip, falling to the ground uselessly.

Claymore sat there and winced a bit, his entire body flashing with pain. Kevin stared down at the other teen and had a large frown on his face. Slowly, Kevin stepped forward and looked down at Claymore. "No super strength or durability? Are you a-"

Claymore forced himself back up and kicked his sword up, grabbing it. He twirled around and smashed the blade directly into Kevin's side, but just like before, his strike dealt no damage, not even causing Kevin to flinch this time. Kevin lazily kicked out, smashing his foot into Claymore's gut, and the limb extended until Claymore was pressed up against the house by the foot.

Off to the side, near the entrance of the village, Lycaon was crouched, the wolf growling softly. On the back of the beast, Nikos remained sitting, and he watched the fight. He knew Shift was strong; he had seen the other mage battle those golems. He didn't know it was to this extent, though. Kevin was simply dominating in this fight. That Claymore guy seemed to be able to do nothing.

Nikos ran his hand through Lycaon's fur, gently petting the wolf. "It's going to be okay. Mr. Shift is going to win. I'm sure." Nikos smiled, but his grin faded as he looked down at the wolf. Lycaon wasn't growling in the direction of the fight. Instead, the wolf's eyes were glued to the sky, staring at someone who remained in the air...

"Can we go ahead and stop this?" Kevin glared at the other boy. "It's pretty clear you aren't going to be able to beat me."

"Asking me to give up?" Claymore made a small face but managed to still smile. "Sorry, but I actually have a personal rule where I'm not allowed to give up no matter what. It wouldn't be fair to 'her' after all."

"Her?"

"Besides." Claymore looked Kevin in the eyes, and his smile managed to grow. "I know I'm not the kind of person that can take guys like you down. That's why I was the decoy."

Kevin spun around, but it was too late. From above, a wave of blue and green fire poured out of the sky and smashed directly into him. He hissed and grunted, feeling himself be shoved into the ground by the force of the fire. It didn't burn; in fact, it seemed to be less fire and more something made of pure physical force. He struggled to raise his arms, but it was like he was at the bottom of the ocean, fighting against the entire current. The ground around him was cracking and breaking away, and a tendril of the fire seeped out and wrapped around Claymore. It picked the boy up as if he were a solid object and moved him out of danger.