《The Forsakens》The Sparring
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Sakar used to admire her beauty from a distance, did not speak to her at all in the past. This moment may have been the most intimate moment of his with her.
Olga was the one to strike first with a wind attack elegantly commanding with her right arm. Sakar got pushed back almost losing balance. No spirit made a contract with him but that does not mean he is weak. His speed and power were enough to beat a mere wind. But his goal wasn't to beat the wind. His goal was to take advantage of the wind. I previously mentioned to you about how big of a pervert he is.
He was just resisting enough to not fall back against the wind, bending a little to get a peek of what was underskirt of Olga. Her skirt was rippling in the wind. Sakar wanted to get closer to get a better look so he took steps. Olga still thought that he was doing what he can to fight against her. Thus she used the power of the wind to fly. She thought that she would be invincible if she flew. Even though she was aware of the list of people to stay away from she didn't know much about the details since she was mostly immersed in her own business.
Sakar was looking with a drooling expression. He shouted at Olga: "What a magnificent view. This is better than my dreams. Black laced may be the best!"
Other guys in the class were also watching Olga but Sakar's comment made them look to the ground immediately. They felt busted. A wave of shame and guilt was passing over the boys. The girls in the class were looking at both Olga and Sakar with hateful eyes.
This was the moment Olga realized what his goal was. Everybody was checking her, sometimes she was aware, sometimes she wasn't but no one has ever made a comment to her face about her underwear. Everybody was playing the game of three monkeys including her. This was a first for her. This made Olga very angry and shy. She got back to the ground. Her reddened cheeks attributed extra cuteness to her.
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Sakar with a disgusting greedy expression: "Come on! I didn't see enough!"
Olga was already boiling with anger and shame. She didn't speak instead she just made an incredibly fast gesture. A fast wind hit Sakar, the other students struggled to stay on their feet. The teacher had to lock everyone's foot but Sakar's to the ground with his earth shaman powers.
Sakar was literally flying but not to the sky. The very first moment of the wind felt like a slap to his face. The wind was so strong he could not resist at all. He flew to the school building and bumped into the wall so fast the wall took a little damage. He did not drop to the ground instantly, the wind kept him up and squeezed him against the wall. If you looked carefully at him, you would see the vibrating skin of him, especially in the face. For Sakar, after an eternity; for others, after 10 seconds, the wind stopped and Olga was about to leave the sparring field.
Sakar dropped to the ground. He is not someone to give up. He struggled but still got up. He was like a zombie but he was still moving. The students, even the teacher got surprised at the tenacity of Sakar. None of them imagined themselves to be still moving after that attack.
A random student: "What is he doing with his hands though?"
Another random student: "It looks like he is touching an imaginary thing, why is his face looks like he had found happiness?"
Olga heard the commotion. She turned around. As she turned around, Sakar's hands moved upwards a little.
Another random student: "Was he imagining of touching Olga's bottom region? Now she turned, his hands moved up enough to point at the chest region."
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Another random student: "His fingers move like he is squeezing something!"
Olga also realized what that is: "DO YOU WANT TO DIE?"
Sakar without stopping and with a tone full of pride: "YOUR BODY IS WORTH TO DIE FOR! BLACK LACED IS JUSTICE!"
Shocked students were whispering to each other such as "Why?", "Is he an idiot?", "Gross!".
Teacher: "Listen, everyone, don't underestimate anyone. This is also a lesson you should keep in mind."
Mr. Yuri was a good person. It is not like he would normally allow such a thing to happen but Sakar had no power to fight or defend himself. He was thinking that he must have another strategy such as physiological tactics to beat the strong. Using sexual assault as an attack in a fight... This was his first time seeing something like that. But he realized the power of that kind of attack after Olga's way to the skies got sealed by mere two words 'black laced'.
Actually, Sakar was just thinking about the beauty of Olga and perversion. He did not have any other ulterior motive other than sexual ones. The teacher was just thinking of stupid things.
Olga used that wind attack again. But this time she didn't stop with one.
It was like a slapping session for Sakar. Olga was just slapping air, and the air was slapping Sakar. With every slap, Olga's breast was shaking. Sakar locked on to these bouncing jellies. To make him look to the ground Olga even tried to send a wind from the sky to the ground. But it was to no good. He was like a fierce animal that would never avert his eyes from the prey he has got. All the beating he got didn't change his blissful expression one bit. Olga was lost for words and actions. She stopped and spoke: "I give up!"
She immediately left the sparring field. She was a strong one but lost to the weakest.
All the other students were surprised at that result. Everyone was looking at Sakar who got an incredible beating. His clothes were ripped but he, himself looked fine except a little bit dirty and swollen cheeks.
He shouted with a fist high: "BOOBS ARE HOLY! BLACK LACED IS JUSTICE! BUT SEXY LEGS OF A WOMAN ARE SACRED AND DIVINE! DIVINE THINGS SHALL BE REVERED AND LOOKED! FOR THE LEGS! FOR THE LEGS!"
He passed out while shouting.
Teacher, Mr. Yuri: "TODAY, YOUR FRIEND SAKAR DEMONSTRATED ANOTHER WAY TO FIGHT! IT IS CALLED PHYSIOLOGICAL WARFARE! YOU GUYS ARE GOING TO BE SHAMAN WARRIORS! OUR ARCHENEMY, KINGDOM OF ZAGRIBA USES MAGES AS THEIR PRIMARY FIGHTERS! MAGES HAVE AN INCREDIBLE MENTAL POWER ENOUGH TO IGNORE THIS KIND OF ATTACKS! LET IT BE YOUR LESSON FOR TODAY! CLASS DISMISSED!"
"Also tell Sakar and Olga to see me tomorrow morning before school."
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