Vol. 2, Ch. 25: Battle of Lyugo, Part 3

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Ivan stood proudly as the wind danced around him harmoniously.

Incredible! What an ecstatic surge of power this is! I feel invincible!

"You DOG!" 

The queen angrily pushed the rubble off herself as she stood up.

"Does every SINGLE human have a secret power up their butt?!"

"Yea."

Ivan waved his left sword dismissively, causing a powerful wall of wind to blow toward the queen. She barely remained on her legs, covering her face.

"Ugh!"

As she narrowed her eyes, Ivan has already closed the distance, coming with the wind.

Hardly half a gasp could escape her mouth before Ivan swung his sword at her. However, the blade didn't make contact: it merely created a pillar of wind which hit the queen in the face like a punch, toppling her large frame easily.

"Gah!"

The queen quickly regained herself, panickally swinging her axe and she stumbled away from Ivan.

"Nuh uh."

Ivan raised his blades as they began radiating a green light. He then began swinging his swords, creating wind projectiles in the shape of his blade, flying directly at the queen.

The frightened woman jumped and rolled out of the way as much as she could but the fourth projectile hit her in the back and the fifth threw her completely off-balance.

Ivan appeared behind her, swinging his sword directly at her, this time.

"Yarghhhh!" cried the queen as her thick, right arm came off cleanly.

She attempted to grab the axe from her severed arm with her remaining hand, but Ivan sent her flying into a nearby wall with yet another wind attack.

What ensued was a merciless barrage of wind projectiles sent directly towards the spot where the queen landed.

After several seconds, Ivan seemed satisfied and ceased the attack, letting the dust settle. However, within the pulverized remains of what was once a house lied no disfigured corpse. There was no body, at all.

"Hm..."

***

The queen was running away, limping through an alley, tightly gripping the bleeding remainder of her right arm.

In her frightened and confused state she hit a wall with her shoulder, almost falling over. Ultimately, she managed to reach a wall---the edge of Lyugo.

"Ah! A--ahh!"

With what was left of her strength, she clumsily jumped over the wall, falling onto the grass on the other side.

"Haa... haah..."

The queen's breathing was heavy and ragged as she laid on the ground, tired, wounded and defenseless.

"I suppose this didn't go quite as you've imagined."

The queen's eyes shot open as she twisted her head towards the wall.

Atop the wall sat a short man wearing black robes and a wide grin.

"How about we have a chat?"

***

"Yarrrrr!!!" 

Sekou screamed his lungs out as he spun his hammer around, crushing every goblin bone that met its trajectory.

"Wizard lady! Wizard lady! Please move! I can't keep the goblins off your back any longer!"

On the front lines, Itten worked overtime protecting Lan, who has already gathered a few dozen goblins within her two tornadoes.

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