
There was the sound of urgent breathing.
“IBU!” a cry full of sadness was held by a small child who sat weakly. Tears were seen flowing on his innocent face, along with dust and sooty soot.
Fire blazes brightly here and there, earth burning what it engulfs. Leaving nothing but ashes that disappeared immediately after being covered in wind.
Explosion after explosion occurred, causing the ground to shake, including where Rion, the boy was currently. Precisely in the underground lane that has been used by other children who have fled first.
Who would have thought, on a day that went as normal as ever, this disaster was present. From the small gap created between the rubble of the building, Rion saw how his mother was facing the people who caused her village to collapse.
The village that had been walking peacefully quickly flattened the ground, along with the many people who had died. Even if all this time Rion was shunned by the other villagers, somehow he remained unwilling to how his village was destroyed.
With a sturdy armor paired with a sword, spear, bow, or magic wand in hand, the human army continued to force its way. Enforcing red flags embroidered with golden threads with the lion emblem they carry, a symbol of majesty they are proud of.
A sheen of light purple magic was seen forming on the hands of Rion's mother, a beautiful but devastating sheen to her enemy. Together with the wind that made her hair swept away, it made her a holy figure that held back the speed of the humans.
“I-Mother!” Rion again tried to call her mother, although her throat was dry to cause the pain that accompanied when she spoke, it did not prevent Rion from continuing to call her mother.
The smoke that Rion continued to inhale caused his chest to feel tight. However, the pain that spread in his body did not know the cause, whether it was due to his lungs that were unable to withstand the thick of the smoke, Rion said, or because of Rion's heart that hurts from his current situation.
Rion tried to stretch out her hand, trying to grab her mother's hand. However, the effort was free with Rion's hands seemingly repelled by another force, the, that is the special ability of his mother who has been first paired in order to keep that human troops will not be able to pursue those who have fled.
A special ability called [Force Field], which is a special ability that can manipulate special force fields, both energy and physical objects.
Rion banged against the obstructing force field barrier, trying to destroy it despite knowing it was useless. Tears glistened, sobbing breaths, until a drop of her tears fell, but left no trace of anything with the moist soil.
Rion tried to keep his head upright, even though his body was already feeling weak from this disaster, he remained in this place. With a glimmer of hope that he can save himself with his mother, he will continue to wait for the moment where his mother managed to escape the entanglement of those who surrounded him.
Energy trajectories were seen sweeping around, coming from the sword, spear, bow, and magic techniques released to hold Rion's mother. The ground is not flat anymore, the ground is now raised and sinking erratically, due to the use of the ability of the force field owned by Rion's mother, as a result, special abilities that make him successfully survive the onslaught of attacks directed at him so far.
Rion's mother bit her lip, with her current situation she would not be able to endure any further. Although he killed again and again the enemy in front of him continued to arrive like a wave without stopping, as if just wanting to drain his stamina.
The sound of a raucous cry rang out to his ears that had a level of sound sensitivity beyond the humans who were his enemies, a voice he knew very well. Utilizing the evasion he did, Rion's mother glanced towards the escape route used, hoping that her conjecture was wrong.
However, ill-fated, the worst possibility that was in his head was what happened. The child he loved so much, Rion was still in that place, with a face full of dirt and tears streaming down, making his heart feel slashed by the gnawing pain.
He understood very well what this child wanted, even if the weak voice had been buried by the loud sounds of the battle around him, he understood what his son wanted.
‘Basic spoiled child ...,’ his inner self is unable to resist complaining, even though a smile forms on his lips. However, even if he also wanted that to happen, he could not. ‘Saf Rion.’
Light energy began to gather in his palm, light purple light special ability [Force Field] and light blue light from the water element magic he mastered.
The two lights blend together, supporting each other's nature. Although the nature of water element magic was actually not an offensive type, but with the support of the [Force Field] ability supporting it, the use for attack purposes with capable power became possible.
Granules of water floated around Rion's mother, before turning into blades of high-compressed sharp water. Not a single one casts an audible spell, a common thing to do before the use of magic, battle techniques, the use of special abilities, as well as spiritual power, signifies the high level of mastery of Rion's mother.
The water bar sped up, cutting and fending off the attacks it launched. Beautifully dancing on the battlefield, cutting, turning, then returning to Rion's mother's side, did not disappear as it should. Together the splash of red blood stained the ground, the fishy scent of blood carried, splattering in the air.
The tidal wave of [Water Magic: Great Wave], crashing into the human army, prevented them from setting up a formation to fight back against Rion's mother.
The troops lost the formation that was carried to save themselves, making Rion's mother have breathing room for a moment.
However, it did not last long, the sound of horse footsteps rang out, along with a knight who appeared with an aura of pride emanating from him. With her handsome face, her sun-exposed blonde hair, as well as her sharp blue eyes, made people unable to turn their attention away from her.
“I didn't think in this kind of small village there was a strong man hiding,” he said after sweeping a glance around, seeing the sight of a pile of dead soldiers falling.
The man got off the horse he was riding. Even when he came down, the posture he took did not give any gap for the opponent to attack. He took out a sword from its scabbard, a sword with a sharp glint, along with an energy that emitted a beautiful golden light.
The knight caught his breath for a moment. Eyes as sharp as eagles began to be shown, along with the seriousness it showed, a heavy and pressing aura began to be felt by those around him.