279 Going in (1/2)
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”Great.” Ellen said with a voice full of sarcasm, ”What do we do now?”
”Let me think for a bit.” Raven said as he went inti deep thought once more.
Seeing a barrier of this caliber in this place definitely surprised Raven. He did not expect that someone would be able to construct such a complicated array from their enemies. He suspected that the one who built this array must've been the mysterious person they're after but it also could've been Vit'hum who imparted the knowledge of this barrier to his minions. The Pale Bastard's been around for ages after all, it wouldn't be surprising if he knows some additional tricks here and there.
”Can't we just force our way in?” Paul suggested through voice transmission. ”It doesn't matter if we do it by stealth or force, they will know about us anyway. The point is, we have to go inside that underground cave, ASAP I think.”
”I'm okay with that.” Mark replied, ”But Raven is still thinking so let's wait for him.”
”No, it's fine. We'll do it as he said.” Raven stated which surprised the team.
”Really?” Paul asked in disbelieving voice. Even he, who suggested this rather simplistic plan, was surprised that Raven agreed on it.
”Yes.” Raven confirmed, ”Just like you said, they're going to detect us either way so why not play that to our advantage? I can certainly deactivate this array but we can't do it from this far. So in the end, we can't avoid confrontation.”
His explanation was sound, and since he already told them what they will be doing, the team made preparations for the confrontation.
”Paul, get ready. I want a big one, you hear?” Raven told him, which made the guy very excited.
”No need to tell me twice.” Paul replied as he took out his spear and aimed it towards the camp.
As the team watched him prepare, Raven sent a message to his slave to flee far away from that place. He had more uses for him so he can't die just yet. Once the slave got the message, he made some excuses and fled from the place.
The slave managed to leave just before Paul threw his spear. It arched in the air, seemingly unthreatening as it fell precisely in the middle of the camp. The soldiers of the Black Curtain Guild became confused as to why a spear would suddenly fall in the middle of the camp. Some of them even yelled at the others and asked who in the world threw this spear while the others tried approaching it.
But before any of them could approach the spear, they felt the ground quaked fiercely. Some thought that there might be an earthquake but they were wrong…
”Watch out!!”
A loud warning sounded across the camp, voiced by one of them. Out of nowhere, Paul came crashing down like a meteor with an explosive force. The very ground shook as a large crater formed from where Paul landed.
Paul didn't even bother dusting himself off, he got up and picked up his spear, feeling smug about the horrified expressions of the people around him. He lifted his spear and punctured the ground, causing several spikes to rise up and impale the dumbfounded enemies.
It wasn't after witnessing the deaths of their comrades that someone finally had the courage to yell: ”ENEMY ATTACK!!!”
This guttural shout served as their wake up call, making the rest pick up their weapons and prepare to gang up at Paul.
”Come!!!” Paul shouted fervently as he picked up his shield and went on guard to receive his enemies.
But of course, how could Raven allow Paul to face all of them alone?
*Screech!*
A brilliant fire emerged right above Paul, almost like a sun beacon that threatened to blind those who were charging towards him. From that fire emerged a beautiful red haired lady floating in the air as her vermillion wings flapped in the air. She was holding a sword that appeared to be made out of pure fire. One slash was all it took for her to sunder multiple tents alight and reduce some people to ashes.
”I've got to say...” Ellen said while looking at Paul, ”I like this plan of yours.”
The tanned blonde smirked as he stood in front of Ellen like a proper guard.
Next came a rain of green arrows which accurately pierced the hearts and heads of the enemy soldiers. Anne was on the air, carried by her Eagle which is composed of her Wind Laws. She will often pluck her bowstring like it was Zither cords, arrows will then fly from bow to find its way towards her enemies.
Mark came dashing like a bolt of lightning, impossible for the naked eye to follow. Wherever he went, heads will be separated from their shoulders before he moves on to his next targets. Many tried striking him down out of fear for their lives but he was too damn fast, they couldn't even graze the hem of his clothes.