28 City of Ravens 14 (2/2)

I had no choice but to reconsider my options and decide. I will break through the summon and knock Novakovic down! With three quick hops to the back, I increased the distance between Undine and me. With my body as low as I could take it I pushed more soul essence and used full expansion!

My soul image increased in size a few centimeters and began to glow more brightly, I pushed on the floor with all my power. The symbols suddenly started to emit a stream of warmth, spreading through my limbs.

The floor cracked with every step I took. In less than a second, I was in front of the Undine.

With full speed I entered the inside of the summon, the currents and razors hitting against my soul image. As if in pain my soul image shrieked, razors embedding themselves in it, currents forcing it to crack. All in one instant!

But I moved too fast, with a splash and dozens of razors in my soul image I got to the other side and run up to Novakovic! With a panicked expression, he tried to run, but before he could do anything, I garbed him by the neck and hold him up.

His eyes lost the blue glow, and as my grip tightened his face turned purple and body convulsed.

When I realized what I was doing I let go of him and let him fell. He was still alive but unconscious. A medic team rushed in and took care of Novakovic's injury. The fight was over, someone from the stands came over to me and started to talk to me, but no sound was entering my mind.

I didn't know why I did what I did, but… it had to be adrenalin.

”What did you say?”

”… congratulation. Miss Johnson asked me to escort you back. She also asked me to relay a message. She said 'It was a success, I will contact you later'”

”Sure. Shall we go now?”

”Do you need any medical attention?”

”No, just lead the way out.”

Back at the apartment I checked my wounds, and every limb had at least ten wounds, none of them deep but the sheer amount of them could be dangerous. If they were bleeding. Scabs formed and the wounds looked like they were healing already.

I noticed it with the first cut that I got during the fight. Before the fight ended a scab was there already.

When I woke up the next day my body felt refreshed and when I checked the wounds all that was left is a little bit of pink skin.

I couldn't be sure if it were the symbols themselves healing me or if they already changed my body to be like this.

The phone on my desk started to ring, I put my clothes on and picked up the call.