54 Field of 100 Steps (2/2)
”Oh, should I stop it then?” For a second, Lineir's heart stuttered, and he stumbled. He yelped angrily, but smiled, he felt marginally better now,
”When do you think we'll get out of this jungle master?” Lineir had been traversing the treetops nonstop for hours now, his cultivation allowed him this, but it was still a little tiring, especially with the mental strain of looking over his shoulder all the time.
”I'm not sure, you may not remember, but when that dragonkin was flying us onto the cliff, we had a pretty good view of the size of this wilderness. As far as I could tell, this wilderness keeps going quite a ways, we're really in the middle of nowhere.” Mei remarked. Suddenly, screams filled the air, and the howling rasp of the ungrateful dead tore at Lineir's ears.
”HOLD DAMNIT HOLD! These things will follow us forever, we're too tired to make it to the city, we have to hold here!” A deep but panicked voice sounded.
Lineir stopped as he alighted on a branch and observed a peculiar situation ahead. A strange three way standoff came to view. In front of him, was a ragged line of tottering undead soldiers, all howling and running forward. Further ahead, to the left of these undead, was a squadron of human soldiers, the sergeant was desperately yelling at them to hold their ground, though shaking hands and legs betrayed their desire to flee. To the right, was a group of magical beasts, which were slowly backing away as well. Between the humans and the beasts were several bodies, evidently they had been fighting, when the undead had appeared. Now... the humans and beasts were frozen as the undead fearlessly encroached.
”Raaaawr...” With a soft growl, the leader of the magical beasts, turned and fled, the rest following as well.
The humans however, tired and battered without the toughness and endurance of the magical beasts, could only sit tight. Should they try to run, in the jungle, the undead which did not know how to be tired, would surely catch up. They had to make a last stand here. As the men tightened their hold on their shields and swords, and were readying themselves to receive the unholy enemies, a shadow flickered from behind.
Flicker
It danced between the undead, weaving in and out so fast that the undead could only snarl in confusion. Streaks of lightning Qi flowed around, and a crackling web formed. This shadow was Lineir, and he was engaging in an elaborate waltz amongst the undead. Fortunately, these undead were definitely a grade lower, smaller, slower, and weaker, than the ones he had encountered earlier, deeper in the forest. They were unable to track his blindingly fast movements, and as he flitted from one to another, they would often swing at empty air, or hit each other. Finally, Lineir deemed he had hit enough. The soldiers in front, had frozen as the undead mob had suddenly caved in on itself, its advance halting as individual undead appeared to turn and fight amongst themselves.
”This should do it.”
Each of his attacks from earlier had been a miniature version of the Reverse Lightning Slash. Now... the charges were set and it was time to detonate! The dancing web of lightning swirled around brightly atop the mob of undead.
”Storm! Lightning Rebound, Field of 100 Steps!”
CHIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A massive metallic nose rang out as lightning seemed to strike everywhere at once. The undead were blasted to pieces and cooked as the glowing web folded in on itself, convulsed, and then exploded!
In the aftermath of the devastation, Lineir walked out and strode in front of the dumbfounded sergeant and the squad of soldiers. They gaped, and then began to cheer. However, Lineir leaped over them and began to run.
”Come on, before more come!”