《Shadowlove (Lite)》Chapter 32: Hellish Chase
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"Well, well, well, Look who we have here down below with us." One of them says in a teasing manner. Part of his face was darkened by the hood hanging over his head. He was still crouching, but he seemed to be more comfortable in that position, as if he was a feline dullbeast stalking it's prey and about to pounce it.
"Hellfire." Yasuline would mutter as she nervously reaches for the grip of her sword. The White Reaper would hide her behind his shoulder as he looks ready to defend her from them.
"Yes, and if I'm not mistaken from that coat and flames. You must be the White Reaper. A living legend after our king's own heart." The other would speak up. Comparing the voices they have been listening to, he was the one who was managing the large crowd of Hellfire members down below.
"What do you guys want? He already kicked your butts a few nights ago. Just go back where you came from!" Yasuline would add in. Partly yelling at them, but also ensured her body was tucked behind him.
"Oh yes, we are well aware of some of our members' mishaps and their rudeness towards you." He would say mainly to the White Reaper, as he never bothers to look down at Yasuline. The other, seemed to be extremely interested in her as he would be grinning with a sinister look on his face.
The White Reaper didn't really respond to him as he would continue to keep his Yasuline behind him. Noticing that he wasn't going to entertain them with some conversation, he moves on with the topic.
"Yes, well, I would assume that since the princess is with you, I can only ever assume thst you knew of our plan ahead of time and saved her from my boss' spell. Should expect nothing less from you."
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"Wait, spell? What's he talking about?" Yasuline would whisper behind the White Reaper. Confused to the conclusion they came up with.
"You can play charades all you like, but I'm afraid that your luck ran out. You see, I always clean up after my boss to ensure all his plans go smoothly with no leftover mistakes to ruin his path to true lordship."
"And I'm the mop that's going to do that." The other one added in. His tongue hanging out like some wild animal as he looked back and forth between Yasuline and the White Reaper.
Yasuline wanted to retort what they were saying, but then they heard thuds behind them and Yasuline would see that more Hellfire members have jumped up from the bottom bridge to trap them in a pincer attack formation. Yasuline would tug at the White Reaper's shoulder and he would nod to affirm that he knew.
The two sides slowly start to close in, alert to prepare for anything when it comes to the White Reaper. And they were right to. As after a few more steps, he would sweep Yasuline into his arms bridal-style and leaps over them swiftly and dashes down the bridge.
[Battle Detected! White Reaper Vs. Hellfire Members x11, Begin!]
[Round One! The White Reaper's Turn. Uses Run Away Action. Processing. Turn End.]
"Ooh, I love a good chase. Good work-out for my legs." One of them state.
"Stop joking around and stop them! The leading member shouted.
More thuds would rumble against the bridge. Yasuline would look back to see even more of the Hellfire members now chasing them down the bridge. "Okay, this just went really bad for us. There's like. thirteen of them!" Yasuline would keep peeking off the side of the White Reaper's shoulder to monitor the enemy.
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[Running Away in process. Hellfire Members' Turn.]
They would all be holding out their hands, with their palms exposed and all in unison began chanting. "Skill Series: Underworld Union, Assault Skill: Helix Hellfire!"
The fire orbs hovering in front of their palms would project forward, straight at them. Spiraling in the air, making it difficult for Yasuline to command which way the White Reaper should turn to avoid the attacks. That was when she felt someone grab her waist. "Hey!" She instinctively says as she turns her attention away from the attack.
To defend themselves, the White Reaper has to pull Yasuline's sword out and grips it backward to shield his back. With such precise movements, he would be able to block the fire attacks with the blade alone. Although, Yasuline would still yelp when she felt the intense heat brush near her hands as she held onto him. The engraved markings on the blade would give off a reddish glow after blocking the fifth attack. But that didn't stop the hellfire members from recharging and firing more.
[Hellfire Members use Assault Skill: Helix Hellfire. White Reaper uses Weapon Skill: Element Blade. Attack reflected]
"I hope you can keep that up. But then, we'll be running all night!" Yasuline would remind him of the time.
They needed a plan and quick, as any minute, the White Reaper lose this war of attrition with them and the two of them would be incinerated.
Then, one of his deflections caused a random effect, instead of dispersing, the fire attack would smash down to the bridge, causing a rumble and caused everyone to lose their footing for a bit.
The Hellfire members didn't take this so well as some of them bumped into one another and caused two of them to fall down.
"Ahhhhh!" They cried out as they fall down into the abyss.
"We lost two! Make sure we don't lose anymore, don't forget we have a mission to complete after this!" The leader would yell out to the rest.
Yasuline then thought up an idea and as she was about to inform the White Reaper, he was looking at her from the corner of his eyes and gave a firm nod.
She would smirk. "Great minds think alike, I see. Now we just need to be careful they're not as smart as us!"
The two would then leap off of the bridge and with a perfect strike to the side, their gravity momentum would slow down tremendously enough for him to swing their bodies down to the lower bridge and ran in the opposite direction. The Hellfire Members followed.
[Round Two. The White Reaper's Turn. Running Away in Process. Turn End.]
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