Chapter 946 (2/2)

But the attack didn’t end there. From Clarissa, a wave of condensed Cruel Indignation of Yggdrasil spread outward. Because they had interposed themselves between Helen and Clarissa, Alana’s group was hit hardest of all. The two Cortez siblings were blasted away by ragdolls, unconscious. And while Helen used their larger bodies as a screen, Alana and Dozer both were hit with the abrupt mental damage, stalling them for a split second.

In that opening, Helen inflicted a deep gash on Dozer’s chest and then struck at Alana. Unfortunately, Alana recovered in time to block. And then Alana unleashed a blistering counterattack that had Helen scrambling backward.

But as Randidly began to fall downward, he was satisfied with this much. The whole reason that he had accepted the significant extra mental strain was to strike a surprise blow at Alana’s group. Even Randidly was taken by surprise by the difficulty of controlling so many image intensive Skills at once, but if Helen was liberated by it, it would be worth it.

Once more, Randidly looked at Donnyton’s forces. With the last few attacks, the number of enemies he had to deal with had fallen to ten.

Mrs. Hamilton, Annie, Donny, Sam, Paolo, Kayle, and Glendel glared up at him. Ptolemy was still active too, healing the slender young man next to Mrs. Hamilton. Decklan was nowhere to be found, but Randidly didn’t doubt he was still active, licking his wounds.

Randidly grinned unexpectedly. Hopefully, your own blood is a little less spicy than mine, eh Decklan?

With the addition of Alana and Dozer, there were only twelve people remaining who could stand against Randidly. And those that remained were not well off. Everyone was sweating and wounded. Yet Randidly was as well.

Randidly marshaled the remainder of his strength as he descended. Time to finish things.

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Mrs. Hamilton looked at Beryl. “That’s too long. We won’t be able to keep him still for a full second.”

Beryl paused in his rapid chugging of Mana Potions to glare at Mrs. Hamilton. From his trembling hands, she could see how far beyond his comfort zone Beryl was. “Well, then I can’t help. It’s going to take a full second. That’s the reality of my Skill Level.”

Over the past sixth months, Beryl had risen through the ranks to become her right-hand man. Like the Cortez siblings, Mrs. Hamilton was grooming him to be the next generation of leaders in Donnyton. Unlike the Cortez siblings, however, Mrs. Hamilton made Beryl aware of the full suite of activities she took on Donnyton’s behalf.

It was a calculated bet to exposure him to the cruelty of reality because Beryl was a relatively timid person despite his brash manner of speech. Hopefully, he could learn when to use the soft approach and when to simply roll up his sleeves and eliminate a dangerous threat.

But that was for later. For now, Beryl’s ability to create various barriers and arrays was one of their trump cards. Mrs. Hamilton looked across to the people gathered around. “How much gas do we have left?”

“Plenty,” Annie said brightly. But everyone else was too dirty and tired to answer.

Mrs. Hamilton nodded sharply. “Glendel, we need some bodies. Donny? There isn’t any choice. Can you tell her to get ready?”

Glendel nodded with an expression of exhaustion and produced two spectral werewolves. They were Level 62 and stood at almost three meters. Donny shook his head, but Mrs. Hamilton knew he would do as he was told. He understood why this was so important.

“He’s wounded,” Kayle said lightly as he looked up toward Randidly’s rapidly approaching form. “He’s weaker than before. There’s a light at the end of the tunnel.”

“My blows broke his ribs.” Paolo bragged shamelessly. “Twisting his torso should be agony for him right now. But I suppose you served as a fitting distraction.”

“How many times would you have died without me taking the brunt of the focus?” Kayle said dryly.

“How dim would you be without my comparative brilliance?” Paolo replied easily.

Kayle rolled his eyes, likely knowing it was pointless that being next to something bright would, in fact, make him seem dim. Also, Kayle knew that Paolo knew that and was just trying to draw a response out of him. The two quickly settled into their old habit, as if they weren’t in the most precarious fight Donnyton had ever found itself.

Mrs. Hamilton would rather they breathe and spend these few seconds recovering than bantering, but she knew it was a losing battle. Besides, their light back and forth brought determination back into everyone’s eyes.

“Did no one hear me? I have plenty of gas.” Annie said sourly. Then she threw up her hands. “Dozer would have laughed.”

Then Randidly hit the ground like a comet, and everyone pounced forward.