"I have just received an update," professor Meha began to inform us with a smile, "Apparently Paul is training in the Colosseum today." Professor Meha explained to all of us, making me feel extremely relieved that he's on sight so I can go see him and explain everything.
"What Paul is training?!" A student asked in excitement.
"Yes, that is what I've been told." Professor Meha smiled as noises of quickened footsteps erupted outside our classroom.
"What's going on, that doesn't sound good I instinctively asked thinking that they must have been some sort of response team to a threat.
"Do you think it's just a ploy to keep us calm?" Jay questioned.
"Could very well be." Grace agreed.
A female student came bursting through the front door, "Paul The Black Dragon Slayer is in the Colosseum we're all going to see!" A female student yelled to all of us.
"Eleanor! Detention!" Professor Meha managed to squeeze in before Eleanor vanished back in the hallway seemingly running towards the Colosseum.
The rest of the class looking a Professor Meha expectantly, "Well, I was prepared to end the class early if you want we can make our way and spectate our Ranked One in action, maybe he could breathe some motivation in all." She sighed but smiled.
All the students quickly rushed out eager to witness Paul in action. "Wow everyone is so excited to see him," I said as I began running with everyone noticing there was an absolute horde of students maybe the whole entire school making their way quickly to the Colosseum as more and more shockwaves erupted from the building.
"What on earth is going on in there?!" I questioned in shock.
"I dunno but I'm excited to find out," Daisy yelled in excitement.
As we quickly made our way into the viewing areas, we all remained silent in excitement and anticipations hoping that we could find some good seats. As we reached an opening to a viewing area that didn't quite have as much traffic. We broke out the interior building arriving in the viewing booth the early morning sun illuminating the whole staging area perfectly.
"Wow is the whole school here?" Grace asked looking around.
"Damnit some closer seats would have been better." Jay cursed standing on the edge watching.
"It's really him!" I yelled as I saw Paul face off against over twenty of those weird beasts that somehow made illusions of themselves slowly circling him waiting for a strike. He looked extremely different, he looked fully focused unaware the whole school was here spectating him.
He stood still relaxed closing his eyes seemingly concentrating on something, the panthers sensed an opening began all running at him in unison ready to pounce. Opening his eyes along with a large shockwave of released Arcannum he began to glow blue as a blue glowing sphere with runes dotted around the outer edge erupted from him like an explosion centred around him was released utterly engulfing all the panthers, as the spell dissipated nothing was left but Paul standing in the centre completely unscathed.
Everyone in the Colosseum remained silent, "What spell was that?" I asked Jay in shock.
"Even I don't know..." Helen answered in shock.
After a few seconds, a party of Dark Elves manifested in front of him, a mixture of what looks like two casters along with one wielding a longbow and two melee fighters one wielding two daggers and the other heavily armoured with a giant sword.
Paul responded by charging what looked like a very intense fireball in one open palm before suddenly the spell vanished as one of the casters seemed to have stopped it. The two melee fighters took the opportunity to attack as the dagger-wielding one sank down into a shadow and appearing to rise up from Paul's shadow, "Woah!" I think that's how the assassin attacked me!" I looked in shock.
Like a team, both of them tried to strike at Paul from two different locations, with an amazing display of acrobatics and combat prowess he managed to dodge and parry the attacks. Effortlessly dodging and parrying two fighters attacking him in flanking positions keeping him engaged in combat. Somehow finding a timing he punched and kicked the air somehow letting out two firebolts flying into the two casters staggering them as they got hit directly.
As Paul carried on effortlessly stoping the two melee fighters hitting him, he carried on launching bolts of fire from his punch and kicks pummeling the two casters into submission, the Archer appeared from nowhere like he was invisible beforehand let loose an arrow into Paul as he shot two more firebolts. "Watch out!" I instinctively grasped, where suddenly spun in the air and somehow threw the arrow back a the ranger with deadly precision, killing the archer in one hit as the arrow piercing through its head making it dissipate into sparkling light.
"Is he a bloody monk as well?!" Grace yelled in absolute shock and awe.
Paul quickly dispatched the two casters with one final punch and kick releasing more firebolts interrupting any sort of spell casting they tried making them dissipate. All that remained was the two melee fighters that thus far couldn't even land a hit on him despite being busy dealing with the rest of their party. As the larger one swung his sword Paul managed to use the momentum guiding with his hands to carve through the dagger-wielding one making it dissipate.
With one last swing, the Dark Elf's attack was easily swatted away with a closed fist as Paul countered with a punch from his other hand that utterly annihilated the Dark Elf through its armour obliterating it into light particles.
"Wait what just happened? how did he shoot firebolts out of his hands and feet!" Jay asked like what he did was impossible.
The next monster that spawned in front of Paul was a giant seven or eight-foot red-skinned ape that looked like a gorilla on steroids, it's muscles were absolutely humungous, drolling in absolute rage beating its chest and ground. With two fingers pointed out like finger guns two thin rays of green light shot out his fingers boring a hole through its brain and heart instantly silencing the gorilla marking another end to an encounter.
After a few more seconds two giant monstrosities, they had the heads of a lion, goat and dragon, with a snake tail and another with large long deadly looking barbs. "What the F?" I instinctively gasped unable to recognise the monsters.
"Those are Chimeras!" Grace answered in excitement.
One Chimera released a swarm of barbs with a whip of its tail as the other released a torrent of fire like a flamethrower with its Dragonhead. Paul countered the attacks with a life of his hand forming a blue shield that stopped both the attacks with zero sparks of stress, effortlessly stopping both attacks. With his other hands, Paul gestured a spell causing several bright lights to manifest behind him that launched over him and his shield raining damage on the Chimeras destroying both of them in the barrage.
"That seemed like some modified Arcanic Missle!" Jay yelled in shock, is this what Paul meant about Innate Casters being able to cast and manipulate spells at will?...
A weird winter storm appeared like a blizzard as an old woman's cackle echoed for everyone to hear along with hundred and hundreds of blue glowing eyes appearing inside the dense snowstorm. "That must be a winter hag." Morgana's voice said making us all jump in shock.
"You could have let us know you arrived." Helen gasped.
"I tried but you all were too occupied." She chuckled.
"What in the...." Grace muttered as a raging inferno manifested seemingly incinerating and burning away the snowstorm.
A white-hot flaming sword shot down from the sky making the ranging inferno flare in intensity as it imbeds itself into the ground releasing devastating fissures of magma. "Thank the God's the shield is protecting us," Grace uttered in complete shock.
"I hope Paul is alright, I can't even see him in this inferno," I said a little worried for him, shielding my eyes from the brightness instinctively backing away from the flames.
Our eyes were given relief as the roaring inferno began to coalesce into one singular point revealing Paul holding the embedded sword handle and pulling out the white-hot blade. All that was left was an old ugly looking woman who looked over a hundred but still stood about 7 feet tall despite having a huge hunchback,
Although the Hag looked devastated by the inferno and magma the hag still managed to let out another menacing cackle holding out a finger as light blue Arcanum began condensing swirling around into her fingertip releasing a gigantic Icy tornado riddled with razor-sharp icicles. With a swing of his sword, Paul unleashed a huge inferno overwhelming the tornado effortlessly and engulfing the Hag completely leaving nothing but ash what slowly disappeared in the wind, along with his sword slowly fading out of existence.
"What just happened?" Daisy asked shocked at the one-sidedness of the fight.
"Well, Hag's are usually never alone having their own minions sworn to servitude. So Paul must have annihilated all of them with the summoning of that sword thing and finished off the hag with the sword itself." Morgana explained.
"What sort of sword was that?!" Jay asked in utter shock.
"Sadly I have no idea." Morgana answered
A strange mist began to manifest becoming a dense fog nearer to the ground, the ground slowly began to fill with water up to his ankle as the silhouette of a beast with five heads letting out a very ferocious roar. As each of the five heads revealed itself from the mist, their snake-like heads all attached to one humongous body.
Paul's hands lit up yellow like his hands were a star and began moving them like he was drawing or writing some runes, "What is that?!" Daisy said pointing up into the air as giant runes began appearing in the air like there were being written by him. In an instant, a rain of bright yellow lights rained over the monster that must have been a hydra, pummelling it into submission as the giant body began to slowly drop to one knee, then another before finally falling into the ground lifeless.
"Why didn't it vanish?" I questioned.
"Hydras have very powerful regeneration," Morgana explained as the hole-riddled hydra began to slowly twitch back to life, as the wounds began to heal at an unbelievable rate. "He needs to use Fire or Acid to counteract the regeneration or...." Morgana's answer was interrupted as an absolute gigantic sword dropped down from the sky decapitating all the head's in an instant. We all looked utterly stunned, the sword was so humongous that I could only imagine a God could wield something so ridiculously huge, the blade of the sword itself despite being embedded into the ground still rose high into the sky, the hilt and handle almost invisible to the naked eye.
"I could never imagine he could be so strong...." Jay uttered completely shocked.
"I could only recognise two spells out of I don't even know how many he used," Helen added just as stunned as the rest of us.
Paul looked around for the first time noticing that he's gathered quite the crowd, the Colosseum was only half full despite seating what I thought must have been the whole school. Paul starred into a location for a few seconds seemingly saying something. The sky went eerily dark like the sun has set but there was enough visibility to see what's going on. Bones began to manifest littering the floor with hundreds upon hundreds of bones and skeletons like a graveyard. Opposite to him sat that same giant obscenely fat grotesque red Demon Khorcus, sat on top of a throne made of skulls, it's firey sword left on the side resting on its side like it was some sort of mundane weapon to it.
I readied myself pulling out my wand knowing what I need to do to overcome this nightmare again. It let out a laugh of humour slapping it's large hand on the throne mocking Paul openly. With a tap of its finger crackles of tiny green electric energy shot out channelling through all the bones making them all begin to rattle. Slowly all the bones began forming together as hundreds upon hundreds of skeletons of all shape sizes and creatures began standing up slowly as if being brought to life.
With a stomp, Paul let out a large ring of radiant energy vaporizing every skeleton that came in contact with ash, but just as many that he vaporized twice as many began to rouse to life.