Gimme Time. I am dying
Golabki eyed his opponent as another wave of mana narrowly brushed past him. His sharp vision honed onto any openings in Lamps’ guard as he dodged across the battlefield. For the wily man with such an untrained constitution, a single direct blow would end the match. However, Lamps’ near-infinite mana capacity made even that impossible.
I looked all around wondering what Katalina was going to send me now. “Claude, above you! Use those!” Out from a portal, a sheathed sword stabbed down from the sky. Before it could hit the ground, I snatched it from the air and popped the sparkling blade out slightly. Katalina must have gotten it back
The Mad Empress and Lamps Magellan were standing before me, like imposing final bosses waiting for the hero’s approach. Even with everything that happened, they hadn’t jumped into action. It was strange. For what reason would they have to stand there idly while the tides of war changed against them? I couldn’t help but wonder
In a matter of moments, the tide of the battle changed once again, thanks to the new entrants. After greeting me, Katalina shot a set of portals that dropped the new fighters onto the other side of the barrier. A flash of worry hit me, but she placed a hand on my shoulder in reassurance.
Hours before the final assault on the capital of Bryansk, several leaders were seated around a large table, faces full of concern. A priestess in long robes patterned with the sun and moon sipped her tea as she patiently listened. The brow of a warrior furrowed as he sat listlessly in a set of armor
I stared at the Mad Empress, and then, at the crowd behind her and Lamps. Slowly, my heart sank as what I saw finally registered. Lamps had done something inexcusable, but I felt powerless to do anything against it. Civilians, dressed in their normal city attire, dashed out of the city, each with a weapon
“Another of your ‘technology’ ideas, I take it?” The teasing voice that Lamps had grown so fond of permeated through the research facility. A collection of nearly everything Purnesia had to offer was packed in this warehouse, where the astute inventor could work his magic. If one looked closely, there was much more than that.
The words that came from Saki’s mouth were a double-edged sword. Though it was the familiar voice of an ally, the name of her skill uttered in such close proximity sent a shiver down my spine. Darkness surrounded me, along with the others. Knowing full well what Saki’s skill entailed, it was likely that she
I looked around. The results of the grand battle in the center had registered all throughout the Purnesian side. Cries of panic rippled through the ranks as their apparent champions had been defeated. Their ultimate weapons were no match for the abilities of the Electi, so it was natural to think that they had lost.
When my normal attacks failed me, what else could I rely on but good, old-fashioned brawling? Granted, I wasn’t an expert on fists of fury, but there were other ways to fight that didn’t count as a direct attack. Somehow, Orwitz’s strikes didn’t register as such, so a loophole existed. Lau could often damage me