Chapter 454: Group A, B, and, C (2/2)
”I won't go into details and as punishment for speaking up earlier, you'll be fighting hordes of goblins as well as the one-eyed wolf. Do I make myself clear?”
”Yes sir!”
”We've gone an angered them for no reason,” laughed Rena.
”Listen, everyone,” said Lampard, ”-we'll be fighting a hard battle. Rena and I will take the vanguard, Leonard, since you're a mage, please do the best to support us. Jen, as a marksman, you'll be on overwatch. Goblins move quick and they don't take no for an answer.”
”What about me?” asked Igna.
”You have a sword, don't you?” returned Rena coldly, ”-keep to the side-line and leave the fighting to us. Jen will have your back since you two are buddy-buddy.”
”I guess we are friends,” laughed Jen standing farther back with Igna in tow. ”-don't let her get you down. You came here to become a trader, didn't you? Leave the fighting to us. My quest today is to protect you with my life, a trader with an escort, how does that sound?”
”Sounds good,” replied he emptily, '-why does it feel so humiliating to be shoved to the side. I hate this feeling,' he glared, '-suppose that's what they think of weaklings. Nothing much I can do about it.'
In the distance, the cages opened to unleash three one-eyed wolves and countless goblins. They went straight for Rena who held two-swords. A dual-wielder, the sword-style that is rare, complicated, and useless. Only if the style is mastered correctly is then that the offensive power becomes a thing of remark.
The goblins closed in, a blink later following a twirl, the headless bodies fell.
”She's getting careless,” said Jen firing an arrow with a burst of air. The pressure at which it shot took the heads of countless goblins and injured a wolf on the verge of ambushing Rena. Leonard summoned spirit-beasts to aid the fight. Lampard did naught but stand, the spear readied to pierce. ”YOU DARED LOOK DOWN ON ME!”
*CRACK.* The walls shattered with an impaled wolf.
”Such offensive power,” voiced Denver, ”-that boy has more potential than I've seen so far. Rena is strong and is getting stronger, the quick reactions, as well as her sword-style, are harmonious. Jen and Leonard might seem to not do anything; however, they're truly supporting the group. Each member is helping one another to fight. I like what I see, except for that boy over there. The weak stature and unwillingness to fight are shameful.”
Hard as they may have tried, the battle remained at a deadlock. Lampard's strength came to a standstill after the first assault. Leonard's mana grew weak and Rena's stamina dwindled. The fight had dragged on for a solid twenty minutes. Two one-eyed wolves and the ever-annoying green devils.
”How's everyone?” asked Lampard with the group standing back-to-back.
”I have another ten-minutes in me,” said Leonard.
”Same here,” panted Rena.
”Running out of arrows.” The horde soon learned and surrounded the group, the situation grew dire.
”I have an idea.”
”What is it, Leonard?”
”If we charge the last two wolves, we might just make it. The goblins will keep fighting as long as those two are around. Show them our power and they'll retreat.”
”Sure,” all agreed.
”Us three will charge the one to the right. Jen, I saw the destructive power earlier – you'll be essential in this plan. Fire the last arrow at the other and don't hold anything back.”
”Soooo demanding,” she sighed, ”-sure, go forth then, Group C.”
”Don't worry, Igna, we'll be over soon,” said she turning to the boy sat with back against the arena wall. 'Finally,' he breathed as the nightmare would come to an end.
*CHARGE* spear at the front, the trio broke through and made for the wolf. Imprisonment spell held the movement and the two warriors fought with every remainder of strength.
'Guess it's my turn.' Straight and powerful, Jen drew her bow. A whirlwind of pure destruction gathered at her feet.
'A trader doesn't need to fight,' the eyes closed, '-I guess they really don't need me.' The outlines of multiple bodies grew apparent. One managed to slip past the assault team and snuck just shy of Jen. 'She's about to die,' the eyes opened with the whole arena coming to a stop. '-No way in hell am I going to sit back,' dropping the sword, he jumped.
*FWOUP* the loud explosion of the arrow hit the target instantly. 'Well, there goes another bow,' sighed she dropping the broken weapon. ”-Hey, Igna, it's over,” said she glancing over the shoulder. *Crack,* warm liquid hit her face. 'Blood?'
”I guess I managed to protect you,” laughed he with a blade coming out the stomach.
”Igna?” her posture slumped.
”Are you an idiot?” he pulled out the weapon from the front, ”-don't worry about me,” quick to turn and stab the green devil, ”-the other team needs support,” he fell to his knees, ”-my sword is there, take it and go. I probably can't use it anyway.” Thus, he fell headfirst with blood gushing as if an open tap, '-this is so familiar,' thought he, '-I'm going to die and still, there's no fear. I know with certainty that I'm coming back to life.'
*YAAA,* the other goblins fell at Jen's hand.
”Aren't you supposed to guard the little weakling?” inquired Rena.
”Shut up,” refuted she, ”-the 'weakling' saved my life and yours too. Be fucking grateful since he died to save pompous assholes like you!”