60 Chapter 60 - The Manic Awakens (2/2)

”Phillip?” Jack blocked a wicked Fast strike, Phillips arms contorting wildly before stretching out again to lash Jack across the side. What should have barely registered instead left Jack howling with pain on the floor, the insane strength of the strike near inconceivable.

”Stay down foolish boy, your coming back wether you like it or not,” Phillip hissed, slapping Jack back down when he tried to stand.

”How can you understand what is best for you? I made you - me! You are a Manic just like I am, and if you are not properly trained through the church then all that potential will be wasted along with the rest of the mediocre humans out there!”

The next slap was thrust aside, Jack managing to fling a lunch that sent Phillip blasting into the ceiling.

”What is a Manic, WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?” Jack howled, the dusty built he had woken up in shuddering, before a blast of timber erupted from the wall and Phillip sent Jack tumbling through another wall.

Fast strikes dotted the old walls with holes, the crusaders running for their lives as the pairs battle became increasingly wild.

”[sleep]!” Phillip cast.

”[Goldenheart]!” Jack countered, the blessing slipping away against his immovable will. Jack jumped forward and slamned his fist into Phillips braced arms, pmbashing them aside and leaving a gap that Jack could send his full power through.

”I AM FREE!” Jack screamed as he punched alongside a rush of wild wind and fiery mental energy that blasted Phillip out the window and down the street where he landed in a crumpled heap.

Getting up slowly, Phillip was pulled up by one his his crusaders. Those cold eyes stared at Jack even as Phillip pulled his shattered jaw back into position and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Jack prepared to continue the fight, yet they were interrupted by a distant tolling if bells. Soon the bells were followed by the blaring of horns and the whale of women and children.

The streets became flooded with peasants rushing to hide in the Golden Goose Guild and fighters heading to their battle stations. Through the commotion Jack had lost sight of Phillip, and yet this burning power continued to flow.

Grunting, Jack picked up his sword that rest against a nearby chair and hurried off. His men needed him, and with this power, perhaps he could finally be strong enough to be worthy leading them too.

He'd have to watch his back though, now that Phillip had shown his true colours Jack did not think he would give up on restraining Jack again so easily.

No, while his freedom had been hard won, it would also be harder to maintain. But breathing in the flesh air of morning as I'd for the first time, Jack felt it was all worth it.

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