As I was closing in, her whip once again flew in my direction, now coated in a slightly white light.
Mana coating, I see. That's not easy to do on a whip, she must be good with her weapons, either she's nearly a swordmaster, or she decided to become a magic swordsman/whips expert.
I jumped over her whip and it again narrowly missed. This time my feet only cleared it by less than an inch and I kept charging forward at the same speed.
"Nimble too. You're quite the catch, if only you were one of the people I worked with instead of the annoying magician and the psycho knife expert."
I smirked.
"I really hate that fuckers hat. Fuckin Filus Flitwick looking ass." I mumbled as I looked towards the magician.
I dodged her whip by an inch once more before imbuing aura into my calves and jumping towards her.
At my increased speed she freaked out a bit and jumped backwards 5 meters, skidding to a stop by lodging her sword in the ground. She snapped her head back up at me and I could see some shock in her eyes.
"Y-you-"
I ignored her and grabbed the knife I had lodged in the tree earlier. When she saw this she tensed up and got ready to defend, cutting her speech short. However, I continued to ignore her and threw the knife in a completely separate direction.
The knife flew right at the magician and before anyone could warn him it hit his hat and stuck it to a tree. I've been doing that a lot today…
"Haa, finally, that Harry Potter sorting hat is gone, I always hated that little shit."
"Eh?" The girl in front of me, lets call her whippy. Whippy said, confused.
She was probably shocked I not only didn't go for her but also didn't go for the magician, but his hat.
She realized a second later. She clenched her fists around her sword and whip and ground her teeth.
"You're not taking this seriously. ARE YOU LOOKING DOWN ON ME?!" She screamed as she cracked her whip.
I scratched my nose.
"Well, you are smaller than me… so I kinda have to."
"You little shit! I'll dismember you then fuck your corpse."
"Woah! Where did the necrophilia come from, whippy?" I asked.
However she didn't respond as she charged at me, dumb thing to do when your main advantage in a fight is the range of your whip.
She sent her whip at me once more, but this time I caught the end of it and let it wrap around my fist. I yanked her towards me.
As she flew in my direction she slashed and stabbed with her sword. I tilted my head sideways then ducked to avoid the two moves.
Then she arrived right in front of me with an angry look on her face and tried to swipe her sword at me again.
Before she could make the move I popped my head up again.
"Peekaboo!" He said as I dodged her attack and leaned in, punching her in the face with my hand wrapped in her whip.
Whippy went flying backwards and tumbled on the ground, losing her grip on the whip as she flew back.
I took the whip in my hands and cracked it a few times.
I started slowly walking towards whippy, who lost her whip, does that mean she's swordy now? Hmmm, nah, I'll stick with whippy.
As I made my way over, someone appeared out of the trees above us and kicked me with a dimly glowing blue-white leg.
I crossed my arms in front of my face to intercept the kick and went flying backwards.
As I was flying 20+ meters through the air I grabbed someone who was below me.
"Hey, what are the odds?" I said to the person I was now holding and flying through the air with.
"Approximately 0.0001%" He said while pushing up his glasses.
I crashed through 6 trees with the guy in my arms before we finally stopped.
The moment we landed I held up the guy in my arms.
"Just so you know dewey, no one wants to hear about you fucking decimal system." I said as I snapped his neck and tossed him aside.
I walked back to the two people, whippy and the new guy.
I looked at the battles occurring around me.
Currently the thief was now free to join whoever else after I just killed the magician.
The girl with the shield was being pushed back by the warrior, she had her back against a tree and was struggling to fight back as arrows rained down on her. She already had multiple sword wounds and two arrows sticking out of her body.
The knife thrower was struggling as he had been hit by multiple wind, water and earth magics as his knifes harmlessly bounded off the tanks shield.
Looks like everything is going well.
I arrived in front of whippy, who was struggling to get up, and the man who kicked me helping her stand.
"So, the leader of this shitfest finally shows himself huh?" I said, off handedly.
He gave me a deadly glare.
"How dare you hurt my woman. I am the leader of the Westrick bandits, you messed with the wrong person." He growled in a low voice and pulled out his sword from its sheath.
"Wait, wait, wait. Westrick bandits?" I asked.
He smiled.
"Kekeke! Yeah! I'm the leader of the Westrick bandits, Perquis, who is as strong as 100 men! Do you understand how fucked you are now? If you plead and beg I'll give you a painless death! HAHAHA!"
I rubbed my temples and kicked a rock.
"It was fucking forshadowing! I knew it!"