138 Too Full Of Yourself (2/2)

Now that I have said no to his deal, he'll have to do what he was paid to do and that doesn't involve letting me go – or some other blabber like that. I really don't have the patience to deal with this idiot right now.

”I think it should have become obvious already but I am stronger than your entire band of mercenaries. You'll all get slaughtered if you try to stop me.”

Jom takes a few glances at the terrified wizards all keeping their distance from me and nods. ”True, they won't stand a chance. But, what about me?”

”You are too full of yourself if you think you can defeat me.” I state plainly.

”I could the same to you.” He throws back at me. And that is why he'll lose. He thinks I am acting arrogant. Well, I guess he thinks I am like him then. Fortunately, I am not. I am the type of guy who would arrogant to distract the enemy from the fact that I am trapping them up. And when the trap is done,

”Mind repeating that after this?” I ask as chains form out of rocks and cover the hand, and the muddy ground covers the legs, of Jom-e-wah.

”Still think you have got the upper hand?” I taunt him to see if he pulls something stupid. And he does.

”Yes, I do.” He mockingly yells as he throws a dagger at me. Obviously, the dagger doesn't reach me. How would it when the ground is in my control and would even change shape to that of a soldier to protect me from projectile like this.

Okay, I might have overstated that a bit. I turned the ground into that soldier-shaped figure myself so it wasn't that cool.

Still, I totally overpower this guy. I hope it's clear to him now.

”It's not over yet!” He yells and tries to flex his muscles as much as he can to break free of the shackles I have pinned on him. This might get dragged out like this so,

”H-how the hell did you break them!?” I ask that with a fake horrified expression as I let him out of all those shackles, making sure to make it look like he broke them.

”Ha!” He mockingly laughs as he says, ”They were not even a challenge.”

Of course they weren't. I need to put in some effort to make it a challenge, which I didn't think there was any need to do back there.

”Now, let me show you what real power means!” After spouting that hilariously cliché line, Jom-e-wah charges at me with all of his strength. With that much force into it, a punch could potentially kill me. But, it still can't do much to a hard rock.

”What the-” He is left astonished as a rock as big as him and harder than his fists can break comes between me and him and protects me. To add salt to his injury, it comes right out of the ground and so, he does not see it coming at all and is unable to stop himself from crashing into it.

”Shit!” He curses as he rubs his knuckles (which he hit the rock with) with his other hand. I do not let it end there though as,

”Time for you to show your running skills!” I start making the rock fly right at him. Seeing it approaching, he starts stepping back at first before it transforms into turning and running away as fast as he can. He knows as well as I do that a dark elf's body, even if it is a large dark elf, is not capable of withstanding a rapidly approaching rock of that size.

So, all I have to do is make sure the rock suddenly gets faster and does hit him.

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