17 17. Those who steal the reason of darkness.txt (1/2)

The reflection of me in her eyes.

Were Dia's eyes asking for help?

Were my eyes asking for help?

For a moment, I couldn't decide.

But I was sure.

I had always been the one subconsciously asking for help.

It could have been anyone.

As long as I wasn't alone, that was all that mattered.

No matter how strong I was, I didn't want to be alone in this world.

The story goes that it was Diablo Sith who happened to hit me.

He was dying at any moment, so he put his hand out, thinking that he would be safe and secure in his pocket. And, fortunately or unfortunately, we were on the same side. If I wasn't mistaken, we would have been friends of our own age.

If this is where the companion named Dia died, I would still be alone in the labyrinth.

I'm not talking about in this dimly lit labyrinth.

In the labyrinth of an infinitely expanding other world, there will be no allies left in the labyrinth.

Once the two of us savor our time together, the horror of the situation is multiplied many times over.

So, I genuinely want to help my friend, Dia.

The feeling of wanting to protect the person she depends on with her own cuteness.

These two mixed feelings fill me up.

Those filled feelings have no place to go, and my body moves.

”Get away from--!

With his third sword, he flicks the blade that is about to decapitate Dia's head, and the whole body collides with it, sending Tida backwards.

Then, he ran to Dia, who had fallen on his face, and looked at his profile - his heart jumped.

Her eyes were empty, lifeless and lifeless.

Out of the corner of my eye, Dia's right arm, clutching the treasure sword that had been lying in the ground without a trace.

He continues to stare at it and is stunned and self-destructive.

A large amount of blood is flowing out of the end of the severed arm.

With every second, you can see that death is getting closer and closer.

'I'm amazed ....... It's beautiful how humans help each other. It's even more beautiful because of the futility of it .......

Tida wavers and regains her position and comments on Dia's struggles.

To this doomsayer, the action Dear took seemed to be a good one.

He approaches her as if he were about to applaud her.

The fact that he praises her but does not intend to do anything about it is evident in his killing spirit.

I raise my sword and think.

I only think about killing this monster.

The only way to save the seriously injured Dia is to kill this monster as soon as possible.

Fortunately, all of the elation that was robbing me of my thoughts has been turned into fear.

But it's not fear of my own death, it's fear of my friend's death.

I may be raging with anger, but my body will never cower.

I kick the ground to crush Tida's frozen body.

The odds are slim.

But there's only one more element to outsmart Tida.

I believe it's still possible if you can keep yourself in check and bet everything on it.

...... 'Excitement' has turned to 'fear' as well. Then I'll have to work my magic again and--!

Tida looks at my face and seems to take stock of my condition.

But in the middle of it all, she looks at me as if she sees something unbelievable.

No, more precisely, she looks behind me - at me.

Sacred magic, Theon.

I heard a voice that wasn't Tida or me.

Immediately, Tida jumped back in a defensive stance.

I checked behind me to make sure the enemy had moved away.

Countless bubbles of light.

The spherical light, several meters in diameter, filled the space between them.

''Wha, Dia--?

At the center of it all, a bloodied Deer stood up.

She stared at Tida with vacant eyes.

Not caring about the unstoppable overflow of blood, Deer waved her right arm, which had no end in sight, to the side.

Fresh blood arced on the ground.

In conjunction with that, countless light bubbles begin to rage.

The swarm of bubbles becomes a torrent and engulfs me and Tida.

At the same time, the pressure of the magical power holds me down.

The light bubbles themselves have no physical power, but I can see that they have the effect of inhibiting the magic power. The magic 《Dimension》 that was developing around me distorts.

Furthermore, Dia chants a magic.

''-- Sacred Magic [Cure Fool], Sacred Magic [Strathfield], Sacred Magic [Divine Arrow], Divine Arrow [Divine Arrow], Divine Arrow--''

Sacred Magic (・・・・).

This is Dia's best skill.

Dia's real magic--.

The magic was close to indiscriminate.

The recovery magic had stopped Dia's bleeding, healed my cuts, and even lit up Tida.

And that attack magic was unleashed all over the labyrinth without setting anything in stone.

It was indiscriminate.

Anyone could see that they were in a frenzy.

Although I can feel the hostility towards the enemy, Tida, there is no consideration for me as an ally.

I understand this and keep my distance from Deere.

And I rejoice at the opportunity.

No matter what, Dia's bleeding has stopped.

I don't know if there were restrictions on the use of sacred magic until now, or if she had never used it in the first place. But it is certain that this has caused Tida to lose some leeway.

Tida's fluid body is frozen in the magic of the light bubble. Even now, I can see her struggling to dodge the magic that is filling her up.