'his gone' mark looked above. The blades fell from above like a deadly hail, their points piercing the ground with a loud thud.
"Wait, am still alive" Mark said surprised. When the blades Zico had been holding off feel, no other sword feel from the sky.
'How lucky am I, maybe he just held out the fight for this long because he knew the time the blad shower would stop' he pondered.
"Why does it always have to be me" he muttered to himself, when he Sensed someone approaching.
[ Oregona Academy ]
A man with orange aura, was standing Atop, of one of the school buildings. When he saw a Teacher walk out of the school main building, he dropped down to the ground.
The Teacher was surprised to see someone jump from that high up, he tried to run back into the office but he found the man in front of him. He stumbled, and feel on his back.
"W-who... Are ... You?" He asked, his face showing a look of fear.
"Don't be so scared. Where is the principals office?" The man asked him.
"He's inside... B-but sir.... W-who... Are you?" The teacher asked stattering.
"oh, am Raid" he answered and walked inside, his orange aura growing stronger.
'its pointless killing someone who can't even see my aura' he thought.
He walked for a while, going passed the doors on the left and right. He stopped infront of the door with the label principal.
"Come and die or go back a live" a voice was heard from the other side of the door.
"Ohhh, am shaking in my boots... Oh yeah am not wearing boots" Raid walked forward and held the door knob.
"You still have a living chance" the principal warned from the other side of the door.
"Enough with the threats old man" raid said then kicked the door open.
The principal watched as the door approached him quickly. He raised his fist and punched the door. The door burst into pieces.
"Strong, this is the fight I have been looking for" his orange aura was sucked in by his body, he burst into motion attacking the principal mindlessly as he laughed like a maniac, the principal didn't turn tail and run away he lunged at Raid engaging in the fight.
The two giants clashed, their fists colliding in a flurry of punches and blocks. The office furniture shattered and splintered as they fought, chairs and desks crashing to the ground. The principal's launched a powerful blow which sent Raid crashing into the walls, but he bounced back like a rubber ball, relentless in his attack.
The battle raged on, the two fighters exchanging blows that would have felled other men. Raid kicked the principal through the office windows, shards of glass raining down as they spilled out into the hallway. The principal's suit was torn and bloody, he punched raid away and flipped back onto his feet. He removed the black jacket and was left with a white shirt. Raid sneered at this then immediately rushed at the principal who simply dodged and punched him sending him flying. Raid got up, his face a snarling mask of fury, he walked to the principal and began exchanging blows the principal left an opening, seeing it raid landed a vicious uppercut that sent the principal flying outside the building to the school courtyard. Raid jumped outside following the principal.
The fight continued as non of them planned to give in, the two combatants trading blows under the blazing sun. Raid's reckless abandon met the principal's unyielding determination.
The principal moved back then kicked raid on his jaw, he flipped back and looked at the principal.
"Am sure the teachers have already evacuated by now, the students dorms are not even 200 meters close to here... Am done holding back" A sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The handle was long, but not as long as the blade. The blade shone like silver, but its edges glowed red like fire. The red glow pulsed with energy, making the sword seem alive. The blade was curved and sharp, with a point that could cut through anything. The handle was wrapped in black leather, with silver decorations that sparkled in the light. When he held the sword. The principal looked at him, he wanted to see his weapon.
"This is getting serious" Raid said
Meterlong chains appeared in his hand, heavy and clinking. The chains were attached to two swords, one at the end of each chain. The swords were identical, with blades that looked like polished steel in the light. Each blade was straight and slender, with a sharp point and a razorsharp edge. The swords' hilts were wrapped in worn, dark brown grips, with intricate engravings that set it apart from others. The chains were thick and sturdy, made of heavy iron links that looked like they could withstand a massive force. The chains seemed to be made for swinging and blades for slashing, and they looked deadly in his hands.
The principal's expression remained calm and confident as he gazed at Raid's weapon. His eyes narrowed slightly, but his face didn't show any signs of worry or fear. Instead, he looked like a seasoned warrior who had seen it all before. He stood up straight with his sword in hand, his shoulders squared, and his eyes locked on Raid with a fierce intensity.
"Do you want me to tell you to engage?" Raid began walking towards the principal, drugging his weapon.
"This is not round two it's just a warm up" the principal said and launched at Raid.
"Why does it always have to be me" he muttered to himself, when he Sensed someone approaching.
"What didn't you say" Emily asked, she looked worried.
"It's you" mark tried to get up but he was in too much pain, so he stayed down.
"Who put you in this state?" She asked then carried him on her back.
"you'll find him the same way we're going, leave me I don't want to Budden you" mark said, he then kissed he neck making fighting beauty blush hard but she didn't drop him.
"I thought you were just short but, you're also light" she Shyly said.
"Put me down! Am taller than you" mark said, feeling annoyed.
"Okay" fighting beauty began to let go of him.
"Please don't drop me, am sorry!" Mark hurriedly said.