*CLAANG!*
The sound of metal clashing against metal was heard, before a figure was flung back a few meters.
"HOW!?" Heather questioned in shock, seeing the unscathed Nador plucking himself off the crack on the wall and landing softly with a thud.
The identical spearhead in his left hand crumbled to dust with a burst of blue colored energy.
[Ding!]
[Ding!]
His defense was as tough as an mammoth hide. Along side his Amped up Mana reserves, he can surly take on this bitch, or at least stall for time till the higher-ups come to his rescue.
Flicking the spearhead from his left arm to his right, his figure split into two identical versions and dashed opposite directions of the dome.
"Wha!? Where are you going!!" The voice booming from all angles sounded a little startled, clearly seeing Nador freely moving about in her own domain even though his reserves was not even quarter of her's. This caused her to lash out angrily and attacked both Nadors without reasoning.
*BOOM!*
The sound of an eruption sounded heavily from the domain, as the ground cracked from the sheer pressure from the amount of Mana she poured out.
Tens of shadow beings manifested from the denseness of the Mana standing over 10ft tall with spiky body and purple glowing eyes. The fingers had dagger shaped claws, empowered with enough Mana to slice Mystrill Iron as easy as paper.
Not only were the brings present, but several tens of spikes erupted from the grounds which both Nadors had stepped on, giving them barely enough time to dodge. Taking the very moment, the shadow beings attacked both Nadors, clearly intending to overpower them with their numbers.
Nador(original), flipped over the 10ft hulking shadow being with ease and struck a wind bomb directly on the head, the explosion took three others out of the fight while the clone put up a significant fight.
The clone has his body wrapped round with wind, nimbly sidestepping the slashes and spikes and delivering kicks and stabs with ease, but was suddenly caught by the legs by the tentacles of a shadow being and was flung.
With a show of flexibility, he twists his body mid air and clasped his hand together, taking in a deep breath, channeling a lot of Mana to his mouth.
[Wind style: Rushing Gale]
*FOOOOwSH!!*
The blast from the wind breath slammed the entire fleet of shadow beings, dispatching them off one after the other until a lone figure floated high in the air like a god, gazing on Nador and his clone with a spark of interest within those cold eyes.
[Anchor rating: (↑)65! {BECOME MINE!!!}]
"I'm sure you're aware that was just a test." Heather spoke with a smile as her figure hovered in the air... No, it was practically standing on the air.
"Rejoice for what you are about to experience..." She brought her right fist before her face and opened it to reveal a tiny purple and black ball the size of a pingpong ball hovering her palm with flicker of purple electricity around it's body.
"Seventh grade: BlackHeart." With a whisper, the ball began to expand and expand along with the pressure emanating from Heather as her countenance took a purple glow.
Within two blinks of an eye, it grew to the size of a truck, now hovering her index finger. This was a Seventh grade Shadow spell, a grade known for it's destruction.
While the spell was being casted, Nador stood opposite each other and tossed their spearhead like a javelin at Heather who lazily dodged the spearheads and was about to toss the truck sized ball of destruction when an extra two identical Nadors materialized beside the spearhead which had struck the ground, now having Heather floating in between four Nadors with their index fingers glowing bright blue, pointed at her.
"FOCUS SPEAR." With an inaudible whisper, four blue colored beams struck the purple orb with a loud boom as the two different energies clashed against each other, creating a burst of bright blue and purple rays that tore through the Domains, leaving it in crumbles before the crowds who were dazzled by the colorful light.
But the VIPs were left in shock, clearly understanding what the light represents.
"This is a battle of TALENTS!"
"Absolute monsters!"
"Oh, the queen is lucky to have such mighty folks in her kingdom. Oh~ I envy you Beatrice."
The VIPs commented with a nod of approval, but the Queen and princess were quiet throughout the entire scenery.
A loud resounding BOOM along with the mighty wind from the shockwave snapped everyone's attention back to the ring where a male Elf who's shirt was ripped apart revealing his robust and shredded physique stood tall over a female warrior who knew in submission before him.
Nador stood before Heather who's body was in a sorry state as well as his, but on a far more bearable condition than his that ached all over, along with his pale face from the pain from draining his entire Mana reserves.
Barely able to drag himself over to Heather's position to stand a few inches away from her, he then placed the spearhead against her neck, final act of sealing his victory over the crazed bitch.
[Ding!]
[The emergency quest; DOMINATION Over Death! Has been accomplished with flying colors.]
[Do you accept the reward?]
Nador's face turned ink black in annoyance. How can he risk his life and expect the system to give him a choice of rejecting his rewards. OUTRAGEOUS!!
[You have clicked yes! Your slave is before you. {It is of a great deal you get her full trust by warming the bed along with her.}]
*Cough!*
Nearly choking on his saliva, Nador stared at the system's brotherly advise. This scam is brewing something up.
[Anchor rating: 90%>>>{MASTER~~}]
"Dafuq!?"
(A/n: Sorry for the slow pace... It's been a busy month for me. Starting from Monday, expect things to get a lot faster and crazy, trust me ^_^