The Children Of Thalia

Alliance - 1

When the dust user attacked, I could clearly see the direction of his attack.

I can clearly see his figure.

I could see his fist pointed at me.

Then why is it that when I retaliate, my punches and kicks only feel like they are hitting the wind?

Did I really see him attack?

That is the question that immediately came to my mind when fighting the dust. That question was also answered immediately as soon as I recalled what happened before. There was one more person who made this event possible.

Harris Dassler. I should not have forgotten that guy. The illusionist who managed to trick the eastern bear. Now I get it. Its original power was to "bend light into the eye, so that the shadows the eye sees do not match the reality". That's why the bear attack missed, because what the monster saw shifted slightly from what actually happened.

His strength was not that strong, but it was clearly disturbing. He fits in as a support, not an attacker. If he could use it, it would be deadly.

But I know how to handle it. All gifts have weaknesses. For this, I remember the young man having to approach us at the bar to disrupt DiMichelle's movements. I saw her figure glimpsed behind the window. It also happened against east betuang, he had to come out of hiding first while activating his gift.

Therefore, his hiding place will not be far from here. He might as well have a limit of attack range, which is what's benefiting me even more.

Now that we see, the dust user has taken his breath back, preparing to fight again.

"Girl DiMichelle, you're hesitant for fear of being disqualified, aren't you?"

He looked at me, but he was honest.

"You must know the rules. The fool's indiscriminate rule."

"Well, that doesn't mean physical attacks are forbidden, does it?"

"That's why I said stupid rules."

"Good, we beat him now."

I held my hands up high, pointing my index finger at the building some distance away. I took a deep breath.

"WILL, THE ICE USER IS THERE, DROP HIM TO THE GROUND!!!!!!!!!!"

Before I could even finish shouting, a wind arrow quickly shot up against the roof of the wooden building that was partially in rubble. Moans sounded from there, then the thumping sound of something falling.

Don't think I didn't notice during the fight.

No need to keep them waiting. I immediately ran to attack the dusty young man in front. He looked surprised for a moment when he found that his partner who was taking care of the long-range attack had already been found, but his eyes quickly rolled back to me.

The defense was good when I swung my hand. I'm sure the momentum I created was enough to make my punch feel sharp, but its defense by crossing both arms really felt like a wall.

"Good reflex."

He clucked furiously, but immediately grinned.

"You have a terrible instinct."

The wind whirled around her body, revealing my long hair. His arms, chest, legs, quickly all were enveloped in grains of sand that floated from the ground. Suddenly my hand was pushed forward, passing through his body like a hologram. I'm not surprised, he can turn his body into dust. I saw how he acted when DiMichelle's girl attacked.

The young man stood behind me with his body still covered in dust. His face was grinning thinly, but I could feel anger radiating from his eyes.

"Who are you? I don't remember the guy telling me about the bully's son."

That guy, is it?

"Only participants who happened to pass by, happened to meet the blue-haired girl behind, happened to be involved. You see, you attacked me first at the bar, it's just a form of defense."

"Is that so? Sorry then."

Whoa, he's apologizing? I can't imagine from a villain like him. Or am I too influenced by fiction?

"To be honest, this really intrigued me. Why would someone go after someone else on an entrance exam like this? You guys aren't gonna pass, waste your time, and what's the effect on the target?"

Trying to buy time, obviously. But they won't be able to guess who I'm giving extra time to prepare. My plan is complete, DiMichelle's girl is ready to fight, Will also I'm sure is pulling her arrow. Stalling time here actually benefits their side, but that's what I'm after.

This young man of dust, will willingly accept my bait.

"You don't need to know too much detail, you're just a participant and we're not told to do anything but the girl behind."

I knew he was gonna eat the bait. He knew this was a lure, but this also benefited him.

"To be told... is this about someone named Darvan?"

Throats twitching. Right on target, but who is this Darvan guy?

"I said I didn't need to know too far. We're just after the girl. Whatever the reason, it's none of your business. Wouldn't it be better if you just hand over the girl? Doesn't mean he's someone to you, does he? He's just a foreign participant in trouble, you have no business with him."

Ha, I didn't think he would give such a villain's dime offer. Oh, I can't stand to laugh. I never thought I would actually hear those words all my life.

My answer is clear, I put the horses.

"Sorry, buddy. Your fireball attack hurt, you know? I still have a little bit of a grudge."

The dust youth closed his eyes, as if disappointed but also knew that this would happen. He also set up horses.

"Oh, yeah. Then I'm sorry, we consider you a bully."

"I appreciate that."

That man is still impatient. He immediately jumped to attack once our conversation was over. His dust body made him lighter, his speed was incredible. I rely on reflexes, crossing both hands to defend.

"Good rasp." He said, maybe mocking me.

I grabbed her arm quickly, wanting to slam her backwards. However, his arm just disappeared as soon as I tried to lift him up. He turned to dust again. A troublesome opponent.

His body completely disappeared, turning into floating dust. What I saw was only his head and both of his hands that were shrouded in a tanned mist. He looks like a ghost.

The figure of "dust ghost" drove ambush me. I just fell silent.

"SLOW DOWN!!!!!"

The screams sounded from behind. I ducked, then moans sounded along with a strong lacing sound. When I raised my face back up, a thick blue hair was seen before my eyes.

"Oh, you." I said unconsciously. The girl glanced at me, annoyed.

"At least tell me the plan, you fool!!"

Hahah, that's right too.

"I'm often called that." I got back up. The dust boy fell. So yeah. He must be in a "solid" condition to be able to attack. Therefore if the incoming attack was a surprise attack, he could not dodge quickly. "Simply put, attack him until I say stop."

The girl glared in disbelief. "That's your plan?"

"You got a better one?"

"........ Hope this works."

Yeah, I guessed it. He's more into the brain muscle. No problem, he's strong.

The girl advanced first, running quickly towards the dust youth. Bad move, I'm honest, but not too bad. I followed behind.

"YOUR FATHER!!!"

He did a sharp kick like a spear, only to realize that his feet were smoothly passing through the dusty body of the young man. He clucked in annoyance, then quickly swung the other leg for a back kick to the head. The result is clear, useless.

The young man quickly grabbed the girl's raised leg, then pulled her strong with a compacted body. Soon he turned around, throwing the girl at me.

Eh?

"Life!"

The weight of the body thrown by the girl made me stop running. I felt his head hit my forehead, making me lose focus for a moment. The next second I realized that the impact from the front made me more pushed back. When I opened my eyes after falling down on the stone path, the dusty young man still maintained his final kick pose.

He knows how to use his gift. He's tough.

"Surge!" I pushed the woman's body from above my stomach. He's heavy, his muscles are hard too.

"Our attacks are useless." Said the girl.

He's seriously just realized?

"Yes, I saw it for myself."

"Do you have any tips?" ask the girl.

"The surprise attack will work, but can you?"

"If you believe."

Damnit.

"Ware me."

"Then give me another tip."

Let me think for a moment. There's one more thing, actually, I want to try something new on the dust guy.

"You know, I've never tried my powers on an Enhancer-type like him."

"What's your strength?" the girl looked curious.

"Booker attack."

"Sounds effective." He grins. I'm really upset.

"No, that sounds bad."

"Then we do."

Quickly the girl got back up, ran attacking with the same pattern. He has a plan, right? Let's assume it like that.

The girl, just like the one before, attacked with her feet. Free, right. I can even see the look on the face disturbed the dusty young man. Is that a good plan?

Immediately I got up as well, running towards that fight. The girl who saw me approaching suddenly smiled.

He...he purposely made the dust catch him! He made the dust man grab the hand he had swung from. So. I-i understand. The girl tried to upset the dust user to repeat the same move.

He gives a chance when the dust is off guard. That's a good plan.

The girl was thrown again. The young man repeated the same movement. He probably thought the reflexes I had would force me to capture the girl's body. Sorry, but I didn't try before.

The young man chased from behind, preparing to attack. After I evaded the girl, I extended my hand. The surprised look on my face made me satisfied.

When our fists clashed against each other, the luminous bands expanded again. However, this time the ribbon did not gather on the back of my hand. The ribbons instantly crept towards the dust youth. It shot towards his nape.

At that moment, I felt my fist heavier, feeling like it was actually punching something solid. It's working!

The fist on my right hand pulled out immediately, making the dust youth push forward even further. For the other hand, I clenched it immediately.

The left fist I launched directly into the stomach of the young man of dust. He looked surprised, looked in pain, looked confused. Then, he slumped backwards while clutching his stomach. His wide eyes were staring at me who was still standing with the left fist that had been launched.

"How......."

The young man did not continue his words. He got back up, took a deep breath, then shouted as loud as he could.

"TARGETS CHANGED, FINISH OFF THE BLACK-CLOTHED YOUTH!!!!!!!!"

Right decision for that. Now I'm the target.

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