The amount of chaos only seemed to increase. The more things dragged on, the more the destruction only managed to spread.
When the commander told Ser Charmr what to do, he gave the man an incredulous. "Eh? Protect that lady? Sorry, but I'm only interested in protecting my pri-"
The man was cut off when Richard suddenly teleported away with the black knight. He stared at the empty space for seconds, his eyebrow twitching as he processed what just occurred before turning to the remaining scene.
Maia tried to strike the assailant from his blind spot, aiming for his armpit while he was raising a spear overhead, however as she went for a lunge, the knife went through only empty air. A second later, the spear fell from overhead and clattered harmlessly on the ground.
Meanwhile, a shadow loomed behind Maia. a shadowy figure seemed to rise from the ground behind her, easily towering over the girl.
"Children should fall asleep. You will join the mother another day." The voice was cold and hollow, like the arctic winds blowing into a deep cave. The figure lifted up an arm from under its tattered cloak. It was wrapped in some sort of gauze the color of ashes. Pinched between its index and thumb was a long, thin needle he moved towards the back of Maia's neck.
If Maia felt the prick, it wouldn't be long before an overwhelming tiredness settled over her and she'd pass out. However, as this was happening, Goibniu's thorny bindings started to loosen.
The witch glanced upwards, her brow scrunching in annoyance, however when she saw the masked lady, her expression soften. Still relatively blank, but soften.
"You are..." she finally spoke, her voice monotone and emotionless. Slowly and gradually, she started to float upwards. "... like..."
"3..."
Jinn laid still in the crater, however in a hushed whisper, he's been counting slowly and patiently.
"2..."
Sparks started to fly from his body.
"1..."
Jinn's body glowed red, his eyes snapping open.
"NOW!"
The ground suddenly cracked and erupted, geysers of fire shooting outward. The witch turned around to find the ginger Expiate officer rocketing towards her, his body covered in flames from head to toe.
"WICKERMAN!!" Jinn yelled as he threw himself towards the witch in monsterous speed. His fist flying towards the witch. Her eyes widen for a moment before her spear moved and blocked, a shockwave ringing out from the impact.
Wickerman is a dangerous Expiate spell which increases the user's physical performance remarkably and nullifies their sense of pain or feeling. On top of this, it covers them in a protective armor of crimson fire. However, the caster suffers a lot of backlash as a result. On top of this, no other spells can be used while it's active. The aftereffects are considered so disastrous that few officers learn to cast it.
Officer Brettman's appearance was akin to a humanoid pitfire, seeking only witches to burn.
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The black knight craned his neck, looking plainly at the ice shards that surrounded him. No matter how a man could swing a large sword like his, they would get needled with dozens of ice spikes in moments.
However, he clamly raised his sword up and thrust it downwards. However, instead of stabbing the ground, the blade seemed to... melt. The moment it touched the ground, the blade seemed to flatten and spread out like a shadow. The ice spikes flew inward and at the same moment there was a flash of black and white accompanied by the sound of shattering.
When it cleared, it showed long, thin masses stretching from a black pool at the knight's feet. Each tendril twitched and slithered like snakes but were as thin and sharp as any sword. What more, they seem to split vertically and snap like long monstrous jaws and teeth.
"That determination... that courage..." the hollow, unbelievably deep voice rang in the air. "It reminds me so much... of that cursed mage saint!"
Thousands and thousands of eyes opened along the tendrils and the black pool, each one glowing red.
When the commander told Ser Charmr what to do, he gave the man an incredulous. "Eh? Protect that lady? Sorry, but I'm only interested in protecting my pri-"
The man was cut off when Richard suddenly teleported away with the black knight. He stared at the empty space for seconds, his eyebrow twitching as he processed what just occurred before turning to the remaining scene.
Maia tried to strike the assailant from his blind spot, aiming for his armpit while he was raising a spear overhead, however as she went for a lunge, the knife went through only empty air. A second later, the spear fell from overhead and clattered harmlessly on the ground.
Meanwhile, a shadow loomed behind Maia. a shadowy figure seemed to rise from the ground behind her, easily towering over the girl.
"Children should fall asleep. You will join the mother another day." The voice was cold and hollow, like the arctic winds blowing into a deep cave. The figure lifted up an arm from under its tattered cloak. It was wrapped in some sort of gauze the color of ashes. Pinched between its index and thumb was a long, thin needle he moved towards the back of Maia's neck.
If Maia felt the prick, it wouldn't be long before an overwhelming tiredness settled over her and she'd pass out. However, as this was happening, Goibniu's thorny bindings started to loosen.
The witch glanced upwards, her brow scrunching in annoyance, however when she saw the masked lady, her expression soften. Still relatively blank, but soften.
"You are..." she finally spoke, her voice monotone and emotionless. Slowly and gradually, she started to float upwards. "... like..."
"3..."
Jinn laid still in the crater, however in a hushed whisper, he's been counting slowly and patiently.
"2..."
Sparks started to fly from his body.
"1..."
Jinn's body glowed red, his eyes snapping open.
"NOW!"
The ground suddenly cracked and erupted, geysers of fire shooting outward. The witch turned around to find the ginger Expiate officer rocketing towards her, his body covered in flames from head to toe.
"WICKERMAN!!" Jinn yelled as he threw himself towards the witch in monsterous speed. His fist flying towards the witch. Her eyes widen for a moment before her spear moved and blocked, a shockwave ringing out from the impact.
Wickerman is a dangerous Expiate spell which increases the user's physical performance remarkably and nullifies their sense of pain or feeling. On top of this, it covers them in a protective armor of crimson fire. However, the caster suffers a lot of backlash as a result. On top of this, no other spells can be used while it's active. The aftereffects are considered so disastrous that few officers learn to cast it.
Officer Brettman's appearance was akin to a humanoid pitfire, seeking only witches to burn.
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The black knight craned his neck, looking plainly at the ice shards that surrounded him. No matter how a man could swing a large sword like his, they would get needled with dozens of ice spikes in moments.
However, he clamly raised his sword up and thrust it downwards. However, instead of stabbing the ground, the blade seemed to... melt. The moment it touched the ground, the blade seemed to flatten and spread out like a shadow. The ice spikes flew inward and at the same moment there was a flash of black and white accompanied by the sound of shattering.
When it cleared, it showed long, thin masses stretching from a black pool at the knight's feet. Each tendril twitched and slithered like snakes but were as thin and sharp as any sword. What more, they seem to split vertically and snap like long monstrous jaws and teeth.
"That determination... that courage..." the hollow, unbelievably deep voice rang in the air. "It reminds me so much... of that cursed mage saint!"
Thousands and thousands of eyes opened along the tendrils and the black pool, each one glowing red.