Infernal Academia

Chapter 12 - Blazing Wrath: Part 3

With a flash of light and an intense crack of pain, Cobalt was ejected from Izzbelle's mind with concussive force, enough to launch him across the Oni's room and slam him against the far wall.  The Incubus cried out as he toppled to the floor, only for the pain to intensify as Karazelle landed on top of him nary a moment later.

"Agh... Not quite the result I had hoped for..." she groaned, clutching her head as she staggered to her feet.

Across the room, Jelli squeaked with shock and tottered over to her fried, damp rag still in hand.

"Y- You're okay!  What happened?!" the Glutton asked nervously, handing it to Karazelle.

Rolling onto his front, Cobalt dusted himself down and arduously pulled himself off the floor.  Being ripped so suddenly from another's mind was a disorienting sensation, and it only boded ill for him.  To perform such a feat, Izzbelle would have to be feeling very, very angry...

"W- We're not out of the woods yet, Jelli..." he murmured, wincing as his head throbbed.

Over on the sweat-soaked futon, the immense form of Izzbelle stirred.  Her face twitched before her eyes opened slowly, both badly bloodshot.  She seemed to take a moment to affirm her surroundings before her whole face twisted with rage.  Teeth gritted, the Oni sat up and fixed her teacher with a furious glare.

"You..." she hissed, cracking her knuckles.

The strength drained from Cobalt's legs as soon as she clapped eyes on him.  Waves of wrathful heat were rolling off her, enough to make the hairs on the back of his neck prickle.  He swallowed hard and raised both hands.

"Izzbelle, just take it slow.  You've been out for a couple of days" he advised, trying his utmost to remain calm.

"Shut the fuck up...!"

She got to her feet.  Every muscle in Izzbelle's body was tensed, and as she kicked the futon aside in order to advance upon her teacher, she spat onto the floor.

"How fuckin' dare you... What the fuck gives you the right to...?" she gasped, fists balled and shaking.

Sensing the danger, Karazelle stepped in front of her.

"Izzbelle, sweetie, take it easy.  You're not thinking straight, and-"

The Succubus wasn't given a chance to finish her sentence.  With frightening peed and trememdous strength, Izzbelle turned tight on her heel and rammed her foot into Karazelle's stomach.  She was sent flying back into the kitchenette, where she smashed into a cabinet.  Rattled by the strike, she could only groan as she crumpled to the floor in a hail of shattered plates.

"Karazelle!" Jelli screamed, rushing to her aid.

Cobalt wanted to help.  He wanted to say something to calm his student's ire.  But the words just wouldn't come to him.  He stood there, frozen with fear as Izzbelle turned her gaze back on him.

"You son of a bitch..." Izzbelle rasped, lowering her stance.

"W- Wait, Izzbelle...!  L- Let's talk about this...!  I was only trying to help...!"

"I'm gonna... rip you... smash you... break you... into tiny fuckin' pieces... You hear what I'm sayin', you bastard...?"

She suddenly looked him right in the eyes, smoke billowing from her mouth.

"I'M GONNA FUCKIN' KILL YOU!"

Izzbelle suddenly kicked off the floor with enough force to splinter the boards.  Cobalt, realising that there was no escaping the Oni's rage, could only cross his arms protectively in front of his face before she roughly grappled him like he was little more than a ragdoll.  Not long after, the painful sensation of glass shattering against his back made itself known, before he and Izzbelle were sent sailing out into the cold night air.