"You should give up, Even the help of 'The Artifacts' there isn't much you can do against me, I am an Orange crest with decades worth of Combat exp—" Scal's words were cut short as he felt a warm yet horrendously painful feeling envelope him, his armoured suit had been pierced and his left shoulder was bleeding profusely.
The robed figure with twin blades was standing a few meters behind as blood trickled from his twin blade. The time seemed to have stopped
"Let's finish this Scal… I feel like we both have had enough of each other by now, DON'T YOU THINK!" The robed figure with twin blades yelled, Although his voice carried a nonchalance at first, It didn't take much time for scorn to replace it.
The robed figure in with the twin blades launched forward towards Scal, from his point of view everything was moving at such a slow pace that the time might as well have stopped in its entirety.
Scal launched massive block of concrete at him at a speed which was invisible to naked eyes.
However this might as well have been a tea break for the wielder of twin blades as he cut through the concretes blocks with his twin blades as if cutting butter with a hot knife the massive blocks reduced nothing more than an army of pebbles when we was done with them. And at such impressive speeds too that it looked as if anything that entered his striking distance was being instantly reduced to rubble as he made his way to Scal, guarded by a violent invisible force unseen to man.
However he abruptly came to stop, as he stood there. His head held high reminiscent of a god looking down on mere mortal or Man looking down on a platoon of worker ants.
"I am getting Impatient, It's already been a few seconds; Are these soldiers of yours gonna attack me or not, I have places to be." The hooded figure mocked the soldiers.
"You little—!"
The soldiers started to surround him, Like a pack of hyena dreaming to hunt a lion.
Meanwhile on The figure with the Katana and the figure controlling the Icicles had were commencing a full fledged slaughter, One's katana was bathing in bloods of any who dared approch him while the other was stringing along the melody of death itself as the hundred upon thousands of icicles as solid as a diamond and as fast as a bullet rained down on the area.
"Use the Blade… We are only wasting time with these fools" came a cold, indifferent feminine voice from the figure controlling the icicles.
"Ow Man, Using anything more than this would be a waste on this fodder" the figure with the katana said, his voice that of a Teenage boy. "If you really want to be done with this, shouldn't you start first, rain is your home field and besides that ladies first."
"This weather is equally advantageous to all three of us so stop playing with your food," The girl in the robe scolded the teen as if an older sister scolding her younger brother. She took off her hood revealing an otherworldly beauty that definitely didn't belong anywhere else other than heaven. Her hail waist length, mostly admiral blue with the tips of it being snow white, Her slim figure and pale skin could certainly get her mistaken for a vampire even though she was the farthest thing from an 'Alma'
"I guess I'll just have to set an example first," She said as something inaudible left her mouth, all the gazes of the soldiers around the two of them were fixed solely on her as all she did was clap, A sole clap is what she did. But it wasn't the only thing that happened.
To horror of everyone the rain that had been pestering everyone was momentarily stopped as withing the 100 meters of her all the raindrops seemed to stop at their place, Suspended mid air.
Then
THUD
THUD
THUD
THUD
Sounds of bodies falling filled the air, the soldiers didn't even realise when the little droplets of water had blown a hole in their chest, abdomen or in cases of some their heads.
"…" Her comrade the teen with the katana was a bit surprised. "Wow, aren't you ruthless, Man I am still new to this traitor business, But I guess this comes as the consequence of our choice" He mourned as he raised his katana up high causing the lightning bolts to strike it relentlessly, unsurprisingly the Teen was fine as he lowered his sword in a downward slash.
BOOM!!
A massive blast of lightning left the blade slaughtering every ranged soldier at a distance as it destroyed everything in its path.
"265… How many did you get?" the teen asked the fair lady
"278…" The girl said without any hesitation. "In theory you should be way stronger than me, You are lacking in practice, I am raising your artifact training, if you keep on slacking your contracts should be voided sooner rather than later."
"No way you are serious, Didn't you say it yourself that I am the perfect host?"
"You are A Perfect host, if you slack in your training you'll simply lose the status of 'Perfect host' for the 5th Artifact." The lady explained
"I see… You are right, I should do better for the sake of everyone, for our friends, for professor…" The teen said as he looked at the third robed figure with the twin swords.
While the two were taking care of the soldiers, the robed figure was fighting the Captains and Major all alone, and it wasn't he who was getting pushed around.
[You have defeated enemy captain Vorta]
[You have defeated enemy captain Miskin]
[You have defeated enemy captain Kanfak]
[You have defeated enemy captain Biasoo]
[…]
The weird notifications continued. At this point 13 of the captains brought along were defeated with Mor'vas dead, all with minimal effort at that. Now the only ones that remained were Captain Brahn, Mosvey, Lorna and Major Scal. The captains though were on verge of collapsing while Major Scal panted heavily.
"Captain Brahn, you guys take every one and retreat back to 'the Academy'…" Scal ordered, although Brahn would've protested to this suicidal move on Major's part, he was in no shape to do so the only thing he could do was pray for their safely.
"Retreating? Sure why not. I do not have any grudges with these pawns of your anyways all I care about is—" The master of twin blade spoke softly as his voice turned in a roar. "Is to kill YOU!"
The masked figure waited for the soldiers to vacate the area as he signalled his allied to stand down. Both the teen and the lady simply backed away standing in a corner with such a firm belief in their comrade's victory that they had completely relaxed.
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"Let's go" the masked figure waled to his two comrades.
Although it hadn't been that long since he told them to back off the result of the fight was apparent with the screen in front of him.
[Congratulations! You have completed the mainline quest 'Downfall of Scal Pt. 1']
[Rewards will be issued.]
As the three disappear in an abrupt flash of light all that was left were countless bodies, signs of war that had begun to disappear and lastly a mound of flesh which was burning with an intensity that was unheard of, The fate of Nemery Scal.