Chapter 63 Resistance (1/2)

”Watch out!” Arran yelled

Windsong barely dodged the fireball, but the prisoner behind him wasn't as lucky Before the man had time to look shocked, he was dead, a head-sized hole burned through his chest

Arran rushed toward the Acadehter with a hard face and snohite hair And, if Arran was right, one of the few Grandht on the side of the Academy at the prison

Their initial attack had been unexpectedly successful Before the Acade, and the prisoners who acco down hundreds of unprepared ene less than two dozen of their own

Without delay they had forged ahead to the officers' quarters, attacking with enough fury that it see the ene was a ruse — with their attack on the officers' quarters they hoped to draay those few guards who still defended the dungeons, allowing a sroup of their allies to release the prisoners

The plan was si into any unforeseen obstacles — like the white-haired co as his ed the other prisoners

Unlike their previous foes, this one see to create openings for Windsong, and he wasn't playing along

Despite Arran's attacks, the ht, using Arran and other prisoners to block Windsong fro him At the same time, he steadily took out weaker prisoners around the the occasional attack of opportunity at Arran or Windsong

Arran knew he could not let this continue With the ene down prisoners one after the other, it was only a roup would break

Face twisted in frustration, he launched himself at the ene instantly, and he launched a white-hot fireball at Arran Arran had expected the attack, of course, and he put up a Force shi+eld just as the fireball was about to hit

The fireball shattered the Force shi+eld, but lostso What reered backward, his Essence-strengthened body wasn't injured in the slightest

Arran immediately retaliated with a blast of raw Essence that hit the e square in the chest, but he was surprised to see that although the man swayed on his feet, he did not fall

The h Arran hoped the blast of raw Essence would be enough, his true aih to create an opening for Windsong

Just as the Acadeained his balance, several thin red lines appeared across his body A ushed forth from a dozen deep wounds, and he collapsed just seconds after that

Their coht, and the last of them fell within a minute

”That was too close,” Arran said as he approached Windsong

Windsong nodded, a grave expression on his face ”He was a Grandmaster, like me, but…” He did not finish the sentence, but Arran knehat he was thinking The Acade

”No point in worrying about that,” Arran said ”We should get going again”