The knight general was rooted still in shock as his fiance had just defended this pervert who was about to sully her body with his dirty one.
"No! She must have been enchanted or something. There is no way a guy like him would fancy his way into her heart." The knight general mumbled before turning to stare at Nador who stared at Elizabeth who stared at the knight general. The stare triangle.
"Get them." With a simple command, the surrounding knights launched themselves at the duo.
Nador hurriedly pulled out his Spearhead, while Elizabeth took her stance with her longsword. Honestly, Nador was kinda jealous of her type of weapon. He at first thought that he'd end up with a badass broadsword like dragon buster sword or something in that line but no. He had to end up with a stupid Spearhead... Not the spear itself but the head. How disappointing.
Elizabeth turned to Nador who took a weird fighting stance like he was about to begin chorography.
"Take on the 12 knights, I'll hold off Mr smooth silky hair over here."
Without even heeding for his opinion, she dashed straight for the knight general and swung her sword to his side which was deflected by a simple vertical slash.
Nador on the other hand was in quite a spot as he deliberated, "To kill or not to kill..." A flaming sword greeted his face as one of the knights swung it with aggression. Nador took a step as the sword missed him and propelled his head forward, driving it into the Knight helmet, causing a massive dent as the body dropped limbless on the ground.
Three fireball was tossed his direction at breakneck speeds. Instead of backing up, Nador dashed towards the yellow orbs of fire. Kicking his leg softly on the ground, he shot high in the air and manipulated the wind surrounding the fire orbs which halted mid air. This left everyone including the caster confused.
The orbs shook violently before it retraced it's steps back faster than it was shot.
Nador softly landed on the ground with his back facing the orbs which had exploded upon contact, taking down four extra knights including it's caster.
"We can't deal with this bastard on our own. We strike together." One of the knights yelled as he hoisted his shield high in the air. The others felt their morale being uplifted by the plan and gave a roar as the whole seven rushed in on Nador who summoned the identical spearhead in his free hand.
"Let's make it two against seven." He muttered as he tossed the Spearhead at the incoming seven and another Nador materialized in the air, grasping the Spearhead and kneeing one of the knights mid fall. Breaking the formation. It was just to unexpectedly fast and quick as the now unconscious knight didn't expect such hidden strike.
Nador (original) dashed at them clothed with the wind, turning into a sharp blur that appeared beside one of the knights and grabbed on to the head with his left hand, turned and slammed the head on the ground with brutality.
(Two down.)
Three knights attacked Nador's clone who nimbly sidestepped and dodged each attacks with grace and only responding with punch and kicks, denting the iron plate as if it was moist clay.
He then jumped in the air and channelled his Mana into his left arm which he swung at the three. A 3 meter tall wheel made of condensed air was formed which struck the three with speeds they couldn't comprehend. The clone and the Spearhead then puffed in a cloud of air.
Nador on the other hand faced of a duo who had compatibility and no element apparently as they fought him with nothing but gaseous Auras.
The pink haired knight ducked underneath the wind blade and swung his fist coated in dense gray gas like substance. Nador sidestepped the punch and narrowly evaded the yellow projectile shot by the other. These two were on another level compared to those amateurs his clone fought.
Nador's palms glowed pale blue which he clasped together and a 1.3 meter tall wind plate manipulated before him. The plate shattered into tiny fragments which flew and struck the duo but the yellow igloo barrier that erupted around the duo intercepted his victory as the sound of glass smashing against metal was heard. Soon the fragments were completely overwhelmed by the toughness of the structure.
"I was keeping this for the succubus, but let's see how well you handle your fears." Nador spoke as his earring which was blue in color began to violently shake. The faint red hue that stained the pure blue color soon began to spread until the earring released a hum with it's body coated with blood red substance that seeped out, leaving a trail of red behind him.
His eyes turned red due to the activation of the item's ability.
The igloo trembled as the duo saw the figure of a shadow like persona slowly walking up to them, corroding the ground with darkness by each steps. The blood red sky slowly twitched with life as it opened up to reveal a giant slit in the sky staring deep into their souls.
*Piss*
One of the duo couldn't hold his bladder as a stench along with the yellow liquid dripped down his legs and his eye white. The other fell to the ground, convulsing furiously with foaming mouth.
[Fear Halo(activated)]
From Nador's view, he just saw the yellow barrier crumbled to reveal with no idea of what the duo had just experienced. It seems like he couldn't see the fear of his targets.
An unexpected turn of events as Nador stood tall while the unconscious 12 littered round his domain.
"Damn I'm good at what I do." Nador muttered with a smirk, but his attention was drawn to the airborne knight general who flew and crashed headfirst against some thorns.
"Ouch, that gotta hurt."
"Stand down Elf." The blue haired knight pointed her sword at a very confused Nador.
"You betray me? But we had a really good thing going on here!" Nador complained as he reluctantly lifts his hands up in surrender. This bitch seems really serious about taking him to jail.
"Your under arrest due to the insubordination of the royal nnoghts of the Mistvale kingdom. You are as well charged with 12 counts of physical harm and unlawful indecency in public spaces..." She paused before a smirk crawled up her face, "And for the equipment of a highly destructive weapon that must be confiscated."
As she spoke, her gaze fell on his yet to be flaccid co*k. The list radiating from her sent a shiver down Nador's spine.
"Where is the protagonist when you need him!"
Meanwhile, Luke was within the kingdom in a disclosed town where bodies of bandits littered round about him. His figure bathed in warm fresh blood and if one manage to looked closely, you can see brain matter on his left shoulder.
"You dare try to rape a harmless villager!?" His eyes bloodshot. Beatrice stood aside with her head shaking in disappointment.
"It's all that ELF's fault." She silently cursed Nador underneath her breath. She hopes for her next meeting with Nador to be fruitful or else she might just squeeze out the truth out of him.
If only she knew what else will be squeezed out...
(Hehe, I'm a naughty author.)