The Children Of Thalia

Counterback

Residents poured out of their wooden houses, running away from the chaos that occurred in the middle of the village. Screams and screeches colored an incredible mess that quickly shattered the serenity around.

I was here, running through the houses that were lucky to be still standing on the road I was on, running small near explosions and flying attacks, hurtling in all directions.

Now how do I get in there?

Lightning leapt through the air, mingling as if dancing with the rays and fireballs that also shot blindly. The dark blue haired girl was cornered, but she was still able to endure. The three melee attackers are tough and have good coordination. The girl was more focused on defense. I know because he could previously cripple a giant robot tiger with a single strike. However, his opponent was now a fellow participant, which would obviously have him disqualified if he directly attacked using a gift.

Those people were definitely not ordinary participants. That girl was talking about a paid guy. If indeed he had known from the beginning that there was a rowdy participant who was after him with paid money, then his attitude had been understandable.

In other words, they did not care whether to be disqualified or not. Their job was to get their target eliminated. 

Let's think a little bit, what step is right in the present situation.

The most appropriate step.. There must be an "open".

The fireball slides seemed smaller than the previous attack that burned the bar, but faster as well. The resulting damage shouldn't be too great, right?

I took a deep breath, holding it strong as I tightened my fist. The first step firmly I took with a leap, preparing to approach the fight ahead. My eyes were rolling around looking for a fitting attack plot. It must be just right to create a gap for me to get into battle. One ball of fire shot out from behind the northern building, missing its direction. It won't hit the girl, it might just be a blind attack, but it suits me. I stopped my steps, running in the opposite direction towards the end of the fireball.

"HEY, DIMICHELLE GIRL!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

My screech made the girl's eyes roll for a moment. He might know, or maybe just instinct, but obviously he seemed to get what I meant.

I pulled my arm back, clenched it so hard it felt a little throbbing. The fireball fell, slid towards me. Right point, I need one point at the right time. This is not the time for counting, this is instinct.

"NOCHAAP!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I swung my hand after feeling that my legs were standing in the right place. Like a volleyball player, my fist hit the fireball that fell from above. Seven-colored ribbons appeared, dancing in the arms, delivering the fireball in the direction I wanted. The reflection I did was not always in the starting direction. Just like a mirror. If the angle is right, then the flashlight reflected by the mirror can be directed to the point we want. 

Reflection from «Reflector», can actually be controlled as long as I know the right angle so that the reflection of the attack energy is in accordance with the direction I want.

The explosion of air blew away the thick smoke created by the tremendous fight that quickly destroyed the entire village. My thin body was bounced off by the recoil and jump style, but my eyes remained open to see the results of what I was doing. The fireball bounced off, hurtling straight towards the blue haired girl in front. His quick reflexes made him duck as soon as he saw that there was a fireball pointing at him. Behind the girl, the young man with the shield stood ready to swing a kick.

He could not escape. The fireball was hurtling too fast for him to escape. The explosion that occurred seemed to make the fight stop instantly. All were silent, glaring at the young man who had bounced to smash into the rubble behind. He fell down, lost consciousness due to a crushing attack from a sudden fire slide. Soon enough, the person's body glowed brightly until it was completely invisible. The light shrank, turned into a small star, then shot rapidly into the sky.

There were two incidents at that time. The shield youth who was hit by a crushing attack, also another from behind the burning building. It made me feel glued for a moment.

Why did he get disqualified?

The light clearly signified the fallen participant, whether it was eliminated or disqualified. The question is, I understand why the shield youth was eliminated, but the second light was from the attacker, right?

After the second light shot far into the sky, the incursion of the fireball suddenly stopped, disappearing just like that as if it ran out of fuel. I stared blankly at the building where the light was coming from. Turning around, my head was thinking about everything, every possibility. This may be one way, but the possibility is too.....

No, not like before. This is not a bet. Now I get it. The reason why the assailant was disqualified, the reason why the blue haired girl was okay after attacking me straight away at the bar, everything was connected. 

Haha, even for a complicated system that can only be run by gifts, this world also has bugs, huh? Really funny.

Back to the original plan, I got up again. I took a quick step, running towards the blue haired girl who was there waiting. They continued the fight. Too bad, the balance of their team fell because of the two people who were eliminated. They have a lot of gaps. They have no defense.

"WILL!!!!!!!!!!"

Right after I shouted, a wind arrow shot out rapidly towards the ice user. The ice user has been disrupting the fight. He made the road slippery by freezing it, making the girl's movements limited by the cold, also making each attack become disrupted due to the high frequency of attacks.

Just two or three seconds. When the ice attack stopped, I got into a fight. I pulled my arm back, approaching the blood sword user quickly. He was surprised, but his reflexes were still running. I know, I don't intend for surprise attacks. I launch a fist like a rising piston. The blood sword-wielding youth swung his sword at me. That's what I'm waiting for.

My fist hit the tip of the sword. Blood, although its viscosity and density are different from water, is basically not much different when frozen. It may be thicker and appear to be extinguished. When frozen, blood may be denser, but still fragile because basically blood plasma is composed of water. Therefore, when the blood sword that was swung with all its might met my punch that reflected the attack energy, it would break like a wooden twig, breaking like a glass thrown at a stone.

A split second later, my fist that was still sliding was hitting the nose of the blood sword user. I could feel a bit of his bones cracking, as I also felt a little pain in the knuckles. The person immediately fell down while holding his nose and groaning in pain. 

From above, from the building across the street, a light quickly flashed, leaving me a little surprised as it passed right beside my ear. Suddenly I lowered my head, running to hide behind the pillars of the building that was still standing. Will's wind arrows hurt the laser user's shot. The attacks missed, which is good. I calmed down for a moment by breathing. After feeling relaxed, the steps I took, came out of hiding. I extend my hands straight to the center of the attack. He's got a pattern. Before his attack shot out, a flicker of light would be visible from him.

After coming out of the hiding place, the person will get a clearer picture of the target, which makes it easier to aim. He's a reliable sniper, I know because every shot is precise even if he's a little impatient. He kept shooting at me or the blue-haired girl, not at Will who was also interfering with his attack. Once I'm clear, it's known which way he'll attack. To a person like him, the first shot he took was definitely to the head.

That's why, I stretched my hands to cover my face, slightly slanting my palms towards the young blood sword user. A flicker of light was visible, the attack darting rapidly. Gotcha.

As soon as these ribbons of my gift symbol appeared again, at a speed I could not catch, the attack seemed to hit the blood sword user in a crushing blow. I saw the man bouncing up to five meters away before he fell into a wisp of light that shot high into the sky, followed by his friend who was from the opposite building.

"May also." The blue haired girl said as she approached me from behind. "Although I don't understand the system, but you're smart enough to think."

He can be honest too.

"I'm flattered." 

Thas right. Now I get it. The reason why the girl was not disqualified when attacking me, the reason why the fire user and the light attacker who were disqualified after their attack were reflected by me, was because I "reflected" the attack, did not "accept". That is, when I reflect the gift, the system does not read me being "affected" by the attack, because I reflect it like a mirror. It's an embarrassing bug, obviously. A class of Helder making mistakes like this feels stupid, but it's profitable for me.

"FUCK!!!!!!!!!"

The other young man who could turn into dust started attacking.he lost his patience. Obviously, there was not much more he could do. He can turn to dust, but then what?

I pull my hand in while tightening my fist. Whatever the attack, as long as it can be touched then I can reflect.

However, when I swung my hand, the figure of the young man suddenly disappeared from sight. I swerved a little, making me careless. The dust-user's fist had already floated on my right cheek before I realized.

I swing again the fist and kick. The dust is in front of me, that's what I can see. But all my punches and kicks have nothing to do. I said to the back, the blue-haired girl can't even do anything. Every blow the dust user hit hard until I fell backwards.

The dust youth stood in front, panting heavily after using his gift excessively. That's good, there's a pause. I'm also pretty exhausted. His attacks were all crushing, his dodging ability was more than agile. He moved so fast that I could see the after-image that became a distraction ahead.

There was only one logical answer to this attack pattern.

"Hey, DiMichelle's girl, can attack long distances?"

The girl got up, gasping for breath after a fierce fight since then.

"What range?"

"Five. maybe six meters."

"Maximum ten?"

"That's better."

"Where?"

"Let's give you a sign."

"I understand."

He got up again, standing straight with a sharp look. It is different if martial artists. He looked sturdy like a tree trunk, as well as sharp as a bee sting.

"If we fail, we'll be eliminated right now, you understand?" the girl made sure. I nodded steadily, but also cons with him.

"It won't fail, the exact origin of your attack."

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