
The hot light that rushed towards us had burned the front door of the bar. It did not take long until it devoured the kosen, wooden ceiling, to the pole near the entrance. Everything dries, burns, charred.
I jumped past the bar table, a little impressed with my mobility in the crucial times. Will is running, approaching the girl DiMichelle who intends to dispel the giant fireball attack with his lightning legs. The wind arrow was pulled, spinning stronger than usual. They want to fight, they have an active survival instinct within them.
But I know it's free. Using offensive attacks to repel other attacks is just a form of strength competition. Which attack is stronger will succeed. I honestly believe in them, unfortunately their strength actually has a high match for fireballs. Those who originally wanted to banish the fireball would instead make it even more dangerous.
In short, here only I can. Only I have a great chance to bounce off the attack, save everyone. Ah, no, saving myself is enough. If I want to stay alive, then I have to move.
I pulled the collar on Will's running jacket.
I stepped past the DiMichelle girl in front.
Standing at the front, I spread my right hand. The seven-colored band expanded before the light caused my eyeball to dry instantly.
The last thing I remember was Will's raucous squealing in the back calling out my name. Ah, what am I doing?
The stinging heat of the giant fireball felt like it was actually burning my stretched right hand. I frowned, groaned and screamed as long as my hand tried to reflect the fireball energy in front. I want to see, I want to know what happened to my hands, but let alone my eyes, my skin just felt burning in the heat.
This attack is heavy, its reflection takes time. One second passed feeling like a year. Every second, my arm felt like it was dipped in boiling water. Somehow my arm looks now, I can't see, but obviously I can feel it. The burning heat made me want to scream with all my might.
"UWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The ribbons were eventually severed, spinning in the arms and speeding up to the back of the hand. My right hand was emitting a bright light that seemed to rival the radiance of the fireball in front. The light shone brighter and brighter until it was extinguished suddenly, reflecting back the fireball in the direction it came from. I bounced, exposed to the powerful recoil of the reflecting effect. I felt a strong jolt when my back hit the wall. I think my breath is completely gone.
What the hell am I really doing?
Why am I doing this?
I tried to open my eyes for a moment. The two men approached me immediately with obvious concern.
Why don't they just run away?
Behind them, coming from the burning front door, three people broke into the building all of a sudden. I wanted to warn you, but my voice was gone. The first kick was swung at Will who was trying to haul my body out of here. He bounced to the edge.
The lightning girl had better reflexes. When another swung a glass bottle to his head, he immediately ducked down, rolling back quickly. His feet are shining gold. He made a powerful kick that hit the attacker's right waist, sending him bouncing against chairs and a round table on the right.
Two more people surrounded him, trying to attack him, but he could also fight back. One person made a sword out of blood, another one could disappear into dust. Bad opponents, but the girl is even worse for them.
Each attack was repelled, avoided, then he counterattacked using kicks and lightning. He excels, class. He is strong, even so strong he can keep up with the number of opponents. One precise kick hit the blood user's face, while he used his lightning to strike the area, making the dust invincible.
Unfortunately, the opponent also has a strategy.
One more person who was defeated at the beginning approached his two comrades. The girl's feet were about to hit her face when the dome of light went out quickly surrounding them like a shield. The kick was reflected, even the electricity could not penetrate the perfect defense in front. The moment I glanced at them, the shield user smiled.
Ah, this is a bad sign.
The girl immediately came up to me, shouting something, but all I could hear was a hum. Will, who tried to get up, looked at the window, and immediately fell asleep. I glanced a little. Oh, so so it is.
From the beginning, we were surrounded.
When the light in the window had made my shadow extend to the next wall, what could I remember next was only that my body was bouncing strongly against the opposite wall. The blast temporarily blinded the eyes, making the buzzing ears even stronger, also producing instant pain that radiates throughout the body.
I think I lost consciousness.
My next memory is when I feel like I can breathe again.
My right arm hurts, for the umpteenth time.
Perih, hot, burning, immovable. I groaned without a sound. Dark, tight, I can't breathe.
I heard a voice, someone called me.
I'm right here!
Hey, help me!
I opened my eyes. A light point is visible in the sky. The screams of someone calling out to me sounded louder and louder.
"THEO!!!"
The thick wooden pile that hit me was lifted one by one. Light in, blinding. The faces of the two people were blurry, but I could recognize their voices. My name was called many times, but my throat was too dry to reply. When my eyes could see well, the faces of the two men were visible.
"THEO!!" Will exclaimed as he lifted the last piece of wood that hit my stomach. It must have been heavy, I think I can say something more after the wood was lifted. The dark blue haired girl beside him helped pull me out of the pile of burning rubble.
"ATTACK FROM THE RIGHT!!" Will screeched after finding a blue light that shot closer. Immediately the dark blue girl swung my body at Will, then ran towards the direction of attack.
"I TAKE CARE, GET OUT OF HERE!!!!!!"
"I HAND IT TO YOU!!!!"
I don't know what happened after that. The lightning at the girl's feet glowed blue again as I turned my head, but her figure immediately disappeared covered in dust and the smoke of the building being shattered by the numerous attacks. He uses a lot of skill, I know when I see lightning jumps dancing in the sky. He was facing the barrage alone, while I carried Will away from there.
Arriving at the village gate, I was lowered to the ground. I leaned back slowly with trembling hands. My eyes rolled at the worried Will.
"Wait a minute, I'll call Avid."
He will whistle again with his fingers. He'll call the robot horse, raise me up, then walk away. That's the most logical choice. In the village there was a battle, one opponent so much. Lightning danced to snatch every attack that came. Near-range attackers began to surround him. A little I glanced there, the figure of a tough girl, who had made me creeped out by the threat, was tired of beating each attacker and dispelling long-range attacks.
One attack hit the shoulder, shedding blood.
Another one scratches the stomach.
Another one burns the ends of the hair.
But he didn't give up. He has a lot of determination, maybe bigger than me.
Ah, how embarrassing. When I thought that girl was superior, I felt electricity sting my crown. Powerful electricity, which made me feel a strange rage.
Of course I know. This is what is called shame.
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