Lightning Wood: Bandit of The Wind

Chapter 7: Mark of Wrath

Kazuma was never one to be angry. In fact, most of the time he was the one of the most calm people you could ever meet. He was a tranquil and peaceful person through his entire existence, but this morning he was going absolutely ballistic.

It took at least four strength magic users to hold him down! I was watching him as he struggled against the strength magic users. He thrashed at them swinging wildly every chance he got. Master Exin walked in.

"Kazuma what's wrong? You are always so-," he got cut off in his speaking by a lash out of black energy struck him from behind. I stopped Master Exin from falling.

His millennium stone hands had blocked the blow, but he was going to hit the floor with a lot of speed. "Are you OK old man?" I asked.

"Yes I'm quite alright. Thank you Charles, I will be taking care of your friend now." He replied.

His millennium stone almost covered Kazuma, holding him down with full force. Kazuma seemed to be blinded by rage. The strength magic users were out of breath. It was at this moment I saw something I thought I would never see in my entire lifetime, I had only seen it in fairy tales, a mark revealing itself!

A black, dense cloud of smoke covered the room as a red symbol appeared in front of everyone. It was the mark for wrath. I suddenly felt peaceful and unwilling to fight. I could feel all of my rage being vacuumed from my body as I became more and more tranquil.

I couldn't see anything through the dense cloud. I started to worry about Kazuma. I heard a faint voice through the cloud that was slowly fading into a mist, "Millennium, CRUSH!" It was Master Exin.

I saw a giant stone hand grab onto the mark in front of me. It slowly started applying pressure to the mark. I could see cracks forming in it. Little pebbles began to fly off, I was beginning to wonder about Master Exin's limits.

Th mark shattered a the room that was riddled with smoke was aired out through the window. I dashed to Kazuma's side, who had one sleeve ripped off. The sleeve was glowing red on the floor, it than crumbled into dust.

There was a tattoo on his right shoulder. It was the mark that had appeared in front of me. Something suddenly crashed through the window. There was a small circular hole. There was a whistling sound coming from the woods.

for more holes appeared in the outward wall of the room. I felt something pass by my arm. It stung slightly. I heard a low, scratchy, voice scolding someone, "Don't burn the place down! We need the kid in there alive!"

I noticed that the hole had been blackened with an orange glow around it. I could feel the heat floating from the hole. I looked out the window to see at least forty big, burly, men climbing the tree that was our base.

They had either swords or knifes clenched in their mouths. I felt another small flame shoot past my ear. I felt excited. I hadn't had a good fight since my last mission. I zipped down the tree knocking some of the people off.

None of them had magic except the fire user. "Aw man. That's no fun, come back when you have some magic.," I exclaimed. I could feel a large presence behind me. I zipped around him carving into his skin with my knife.

I gave him a death glare and stated, "It's not fair to attack from behind, you big oaf."

He looked at me with eyes that looked as if they'd seen a ghost and responded, "What kind of magic is that?!"

I looked at him confused, he should  know right? It's speed magic. I then noticed that the wind had suddenly burst into this extreme, fast, and hurricane type wind. I could see people suddenly flying with the wind, bashing into trees, skidding on the ground, and one was just up in the air.