《Aurelion》Chapter 21
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We returned to the arena. Since Eff already lost, she didn't followed us into the contestants area. Instead, she went to the spectators seat.
We were just walking passed the infirmary when an announcement came. "Now, it's time for the final match of the first disqualification rounds. Today we have kept the best for last. Many of the most awaited fighters have joined today. Say welcome to Lance! The master of the dual grace swords." The crowd went wild. Cheers echoed through the halls.
"Today, we also have the illusionist of the night, Zack!" The cheers died down. It doesn't feel like the reason for the silence is Zack not being famous or something along that line, but perhaps more like deep fear.
Brusken pulled my hand excitedly, rushing me to go watch the battle. "You really need to watch Lance! His dual grace blades arts are on a whole other level! You gotta see it to believe it!"
When we got to the viewing platform, Brusken kept telling me about the other contestants in the ring. "Look over there! The woman in that beautiful red dress! She's Rose, the flower mage! She is both strong and dazzling! Her ultimate attack, [Rose's Beauty] is absolutely incredible. Oh oh! And that thin person there! He is Erih, the mighty puppeteer! He have puppet strings on both hands which can connect to other people and then allowing him to control them! And ... And... That spearman over........"
Brusken was interrupted by Rose. Her eyes glowed a dark red as she said "If you are not ready to rumble, you better leave the tansy out of your bouquet"
With a flick of her arm, she summoned flowers that looked like yellow puffballs all around the air in the ring. The view was absolutely beautiful, but I know it should be deadly too. I was extremely anxious to find out how powerful this attack of hers really is.
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The beautiful tansies gracefully floated downwards toward the opponents. Most of the other contestants started to take cover. Zack was just standing there, staring at Rose with his hands in his pockets.
Lance took out his blades. I really got to say it, the blades looked extremely charming. The material it is made of is some kind of silverish metal. It is also quite reflective and smooth. There was also black stripes running down his blade. The handles seemed to be wrapped with minotaur hide, I guess.
Lance pulled his two blades to his sides, then started to spin them. It was a surprise to me. I seen spearmen spinning spears before, but never have I thought a swordsman would do the same. After that, he started doing some moves. They were graceful. The only problem is that he looked more like in a show or concert than in a battle. Suddenly, he jumped into the air. Then, the strengthless swing of his turned into a supersonic slash that felt powerful enough to cut meters of metal in half.
At the touch of the blade, the tansy exploded. The blast radius wasn't huge, just about the size of Brusken's small explosions. But, what shocked me was the power it held. Even behind the magical array, I can feel the powerful blast of magic. It was about as powerful as the huge explosion Brusken made in his battle.
I looked at Lance. I thought that he might have been either blown into pieces or far far away. To my astoundment, he landed back onto his feet after only getting pushed back a little bit. I thought to myself "Why the hell did Alduin just not find these people to save the world? Kishi, Radolf, Char, Ghork... They might be strong, but are they even stronger than any of these here?"
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All a sudden, I noticed Zack behind Rose, who was looking at Lance. Zack had a black hoodie and blue jeans. His hoodie shadowed his face. Under the darkness of the hood, I can see his blood red eyes and devilish smile. It gave me shivers.
Rose noticed him. She didn't turned behind, instead she just said "Did you know that the Rhododendrons are labelled as "Beware" in Victorian? Well, it does fit it's label, since it is poisonous and in my hands, extremely deadly!"
Pink flowers appeared and spun around Rose. Then, they blasted off at different directions and soon turned around mid air and flew towards Zack. Zack just stood there and smiling at her. When the first of the rhododendrons hit him, his body just turned into dust. Rose summoned another batch of Rhododendrons around her and started looking around.
I thought my eyes were playing games with me. Suddenly, I saw about ten Zacks appearing at the outer edges of the rings. Then, all the Zacks ran towards the other contestants. Two of them jumped towards Rose but were quickly taken care of. They turned into dust once again
Four of them ran towards Lance. Lance remained calm and then jumped towards one of them. That clone was extremely agile. It managed to dodge Lance's initial stab, but Lance easily pulled his sword up in a flash and slashed the Zack. The other three then suddenly started to release dark aura from their bodies. Their smile gotten even more scarier as they lodged themselves towards Lance.
Lance slashed one of them. It turned into air and dark smog. The smog covered Lance. Then, I heard Lance's voice. "Heaven's grace." His voice was calm and peaceful. Two lines of light appeared inside the smog. My guess was that they were his blades. The light started spinning then all a sudden it moved at astonishing speeds and attacked one of the last two remaining Zacks that was at the edge of the smog. The lights then split up, spinning and circled the smog in two different directions. It was like they were controlled by two different people, but I believe Lance threw his blades. The last Zack turned into nothingness too as the two blades slashed it. The two blades then circled back and rejoin.
The other contestants were still fighting off their Zacks when suddenly, the whole arena, including us the spectators, started to get covered by darkness.
Brusken pulled my hand nervously. "It's Zach's special skill.... I'm scared......" Brusken was shivering in fear. "It's called [Forever Night]"
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