195 After The Dungeon (2/2)

It had stopped short, or rather, John forced it to as he managed to gather wind above his head in the last second.

A few parts of rubble managed to crack off and get past but it wasn't enough to kill someone.

”Levite.” Said John as he placed his hands on it to make it lighter.

The piece which was about to fall straight on to the guard's head was now slowly descending.

[What...? What's happening right now?! Did that thing slow down before hitting me?] John wondered as he watched it descend

He wasn't sure if he was just seeing things or if it was just part of his imagination, but he knew one thing, for sure. At the corner of his eyes, right before it hit him. He heard the sound of a clock.

Confused, John stared at his sheathe where he had put the Sacred Treasure Daggers. He had placed his old daggers into his dimensional ring after.

Before he even realised it a smile was formed on His face as he muttered

”Interesting...”

[I should've just done this earlier, but I ended up discovering something interesting, so I guess it's fine. Hopefully the guy will be-]

John stopped talking once he looked down. The guy who he tried to save had already moved away from the entrance, meaning John had just waited his time.

Feeling while feeling slightly embarrassed, John looked up to see how the situation was doing and when he did, he noticed it.

Cracks began appearing throughout the tower, mainly around the middle. Seeing this, John felt his heart sink

”Oi, No one told me about this...” Said John with a nervous look

If the tower continued to break like this then, it would end up falling straight down on the other buildings and stalls filled with people around the beach.

The tower was very long. John was worried just thinking about the damages and casualties which would be caused.

”Damn it...”

He took in a deep breath and deactivated Furtim, and waved his hand gesturing them that he needed help.

Because of his act, not only his party but the people around could seem him flying.

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They had started evacuating but stopped once a man pointed out that there was a boy floating around in the air.

”What's that?”

”Is that a kid?”

”He's flying...?!”

”What're you waiting for?! RUN!!” Shouted a man as he tried to move through the crowd of people which began slowing down

Once the man noticed that everyone's attention seemed to be on something in the air, The man also turned to see just what was wrong with them.

When he did his eyes widened and he also stopped running

”What the hell...?” He asked as he stared at the boy who was flying around the tower

The tower was breaking down and parts of it were falling down and yet the boy was using some sort of magic to slow them down.