Chapter 153 - The Downfall (1/2)

Shuja and Olhos waited until Dawn teleported to the marksman, sniping them at the dam's tower. When the blue light shined out through the tower's windows, the two sprang into action. They leaped out from their cover and rushed towards Rook.

Olhos howled before tackling Rook and grabbing him on the waist. He tried to lift Rook to the air, but the weight of his opponent's body exceeded his muscle's strength. ”Rakakaka!” Rook laughed, ”You're not only trying to carry my body but my armor too. Carrying us over the shoulder is like trying to lifting the world.”

”Fine!” Olhos bit down Rook's shoulder.

Rook grabbed Olhos' by the neck and choke slammed him to the mud. Olhos kicked him on the knee and rolled back on his feet. Rook dropped on one knee. ”You got a strong kick,” Rook told him.

”And I got a good aim!” Shuja yelled. She shot an explosive arrow that exploded once it hit Rook. Olhos took this is as his opportunity to attack. The plan was simple, attack nonstop. Olhos attacked Rook with endless fury. His claws continued to slash and tear on Rook's armor.

At first, Rook was amused by Olhos' foolish attempts to break through his impenetrable fortress. But his fury was relentless, and it continued to eat through Rook's mana. Rook raised his fist and placed nearly all his power into them.

Shuja shot an explosive arrow that landed on Rook's fist. The explosion was not strong enough to knock Rook off his feet, just enough to push his hands away from Olhos. This continued for several minutes. Olhos' attacks did not stop, and Shuja's arrows continued to block his attempts to counter. ”How do you like it now?” Olhos roared, ”Not so fun when you keep getting shot at by someone you can't even touch.”

Rook began to boil inside. But anger will not give him victory. He must use his mind in order to escape Olhos' savagery. Rook looked deep in his mind, searching for an answer to his dilemma. And the deeper he searched, the louder a certain annoying voice came to be. Bishop's bombastic voice echoed in his mind, making Rook even angrier.

But that anger was the solution he was looking for, and by using a similar technique Bishop used to transform his voice into a living weapon, Rook opened his mouth and bellowed out his frustration. A red soundwave crashed through the muddy floor, pushed Olhos away from him, and blocked Shuja's arrows.

Rook's armor turned blood red, and the atmosphere around him got hotter. But this did not deter Olhos, who sprang into action. He raised his claws against the angry giant, exchanging blows. Rook punched him in the snout and jaw. Blood covered Olhos' face, but he did not stop. He scratched through Rook's armor and punched his helmet. The animal within him exploded out from his c.h.e.s.t. ”Olhos,” Shuja called out, ”Stop, your losing too much blood.”

”No! I need to beat him!” Olhos kept his eyes on Rook. His bold red armor reminded Olhos of the troll that attacked their tribe. ”I need to beat him, even if it means turning into a monster myself!”

”Shut up!” Rook yelled. ”Annoying little cunts.” His fist sparked into flames, ”Burn!”