With a fast swipe, the sword cut through the air, aiming for Nanya's neck. She didn't even flinch, merely pulled her head back and let the dangerously sharp blade pass by without so much as even grazing her delicate skin. With a turn of his wrist, the el'doraw boy changed the course of his sword and brought it down on her again. It was a bit of a difficult move to do and even I could see the decrease in speed and power. Nanya leaned to the left and turned her upper-body clockwise by just a bit. Her eyes were closed and hands still crossed at her chest. The dangerous blade just slid over the tip of her nose and continued its way to the other side. A gush of a wind formed as a result of the slightly inclined flat side of the sword. Nanya's long, black hair fluttered a bit, but she still didn't move from her spot.
Everyone was watching the scene with curious eyes and held their breath in suspense. We knew that if we blinked even once, we might risk missing a strike or even the culmination of the duel.
"You..." growled Keltaru.
Nanya ignored him.
Jumping back a few meters, he pointed his hand at her and chanted the spell for [Fireball].
That spell is like the basic of basics in every world, huh? I thought as I remembered how many novels and games used it as the beginner spell for every mage player and character.
Nanya looked at him with a half-opened eye, but didn't attack him. She waited for the entire duration of the cast. Next to me, Tuberculus let out a sigh.
"He's taking his sweet time casting it, isn't he?" I asked as I watched him.
"If you can't use instant chants or partial chants, it's better to rely on a vanguard whenever you are about to use it, otherwise, you are easy bait for any opponent." he explained.
7 seconds lasted the entire chant. In all that time, Nanya could have finished him off countless times. If it was me, I would have charged [Ice Spear] with 5000 Magic Energy Points and then launched it at him right before he finished chanting.
Eh? I forgot to upgrade this one... I should do it when I have the chance... I thought while I watched Keltaru take aim at Nanya and finally released the spell.
It was one of about 100 Magic Energy Points if I were to go by size alone.
The Fireball flew through the air and slammed into Nanya's forehead. The spell exploded, creating a shock wave of hot air and sending sparks all over the place. Tuberculus put it all out before the entire area caught fire.
Keltaru smirked confidently as if he had just accomplished something great, but Nanya only had her head tilted back a little with no visible damage seen on her body. When the smoke cleared up, he was able to see her as well.
"What? How can that be?" he asked himself.
Ah! The wild typical question appears! I thought in my mind.
Opening her eyes, Nanya looked back at Keltaru and showed him an evil smirk.
"Come on, kid! I'm still waiting for you to get serious! You are seriously wasting my time like this!" she shouted back at him.
The taunt worked and clenching his hand on the hilt of his sword, Keltaru let out a combat yell and dashed towards Nanya. Dust was raised behind his feet, and it was clear no normal human could match him in speed, but she didn't show even the slightest concern regarding his impending attack.
"YAAA!" shouted the boy.
I watched as he drew close and aimed his sword at her neck.
Move Nanya... I thought.
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I was reincarnated as a Magic Academy!
FantasyA slightly perverted, but rather average Romanian ends up dead after being shot in the back of his head while playing his favorite game. He is then reincarnated as the Dungeon Core installed in a Magic Academy. Now, his body is the building of the M...
