119 Partners. (1/2)

”Alright,” Ozul muttered before he turned towards the drake, which was about to start its massacre.

*Fuuu...*

Raven and Blaze released a sigh of relief when they confirmed that Ozul was really going to intervene.

”It was all your fault! It would be best if you hadn't said that in the first place,” Raven put all the blame on Blaze.

”What? But didn't you say the exact same-” Blaze was cut off in the middle when he looked at Raven cracking her fist joints.

”I meant that it is all my fault, and I should've known better.” Blaze suddenly changed his tone and smiled towards Raven, who nodded her head and just focused her attention back on Ozul.

Because of constantly training with Raven without using any spells, Blaze was aware of how scary Raven could sometimes be.

”Tch! What devil's spawn or the demon!? This woman is the real devil,” Blaze muttered under his breath.

”Hm? Did you say anything?” Raven asked with a smile on her face.

”Oh, it must be my stomach. I haven't eaten for quite a while.” Blaze replied with an equally not-a-smile-smile.

”Oh, you better eat before our next spar okay?” said Raven, not caring about Blaze's expression when she mentioned their spar.

”Y-yeah...” Blaze said with his smile faltering already as his eyes twitched.

Back to Ozul, he just calmly took long steps forward while the drake had already started bashing around whatever came in its way.

It hit many mercenaries, who were hurled to the sides like some baseball. All the while, the drake did not slow down since it knew that the mages were following him.

Although it had gained intelligence, the drake only wanted to kill as many people as it possibly could, derived by the primal instincts of survival.

*Grhrrrrchh*

Just then, the drake screeched again as it opened its mouth. Mana gathered around the drake's mouth when everyone realized what this action meant.

The drake was going to shoot fire out of its mouth from this point-blank range at the group of mercenaries who could only watch in fear as the drake massacred them.

Some of them had even wet their pants! They wanted to run away, but there was nothing where they could run off to. They were in an unfamiliar jungle, and they also remembered that the consequences of leaving wouldn't be any better than death.

However, in the face of death, some of the mercenaries in the back still tried to sneak off from the wall of jumbled bushes, trees, and tree vines only to realize that they would have to cut all the plants again on the way back.

And there was no time to cut their way through since the drake was just getting ready to throw his attack at them.

The rank 6 and above mages looked on in horror as the drake was about to shoot his spell. They were all aware that if they really let it proceed with the attack, the casualties would be numerous.

The three rank 7 mages were still not in a considerable range to attack the drake without missing. Just when all of them had thought it was the end and there was no saving it, they saw someone casually walk in front of the beast.

Venessa also hurriedly conjured a water shield in front of them to brace for the impact of the attack.

”Hmm... You're a piece of work, huh?” Ozul arrived in front of the drake, looking up at the visible mana gathering in its mouth.

Everyone was flabbergasted, looking at this scene. They did not understand what had gotten into this rich kid to dare and stand in front of the drake.

'Did he have a deathwish or something?!' Everyone thought in that split second.

”I hate shiny lights, you know.”