The Rise Of Calamity

"THE SECOND ROUND STARTS NOW!" The wizard roared while colliding both his fists together

'F*ck my life!' I inwardly screamed

"We should retreat" suggested Keaurin from my right before continuing "Fighting him right now is simply not worth the risk. We should allow those cubs to escape by distracting him for a bit, but then we should run. The chief should be able to take him on from now on."

"Sorry to pop your bubble, but I don't see that dumbass anywhere! He must have went out, and the chances of him coming back before sunset are quite low. At best, we will survive but the entire what paw tribe will be destroyed..." I retorted, making Keaurin snort at his own stupidity.

"Well, I don't care about your tribe, ill be taking Pandora though, so by-" The moment my granny grabbed my elbow, I nudged her away with a strong and fast movement before dashing forwards towards the man

"WAIT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" They both shouted in unison, watching me wide eyed as I got closer to the man by the second.

'I have enough mana, so this should work' I analysed inwardly

"Blue Flame's symphony..." I muttered under my breath while extending my sword into a rapier.

Blue flames enveloped my sword like a hurricane. The blue flames raged on top of the word, yet they seeped into the runes and out without affecting them one bit. The blue flames spread from the rapier to my hand, then right torso, then my entire body within a split second. Through the fires, I opened my bright golden eyes, making the blue flames turn a golden white for a single breath of time.

While the flames turned back to the pale blue colour, through the white and blue, if one was to focus a little they would be able to see two bright golden torches gazing at the wizard with annoyance and slight animosity. There was no longer bloodlust or excitement within them, rather, they were filled with annoyance and disgust.

"Dance of the blue flames" Said a voice in a monotone voice, too distorted and coming from too many directions to accurately understand where it had come from, yet the origin was obvious.

My body that was enveloped with flames moved with grace, yet not a single speck of emotion had shone through the façade of that was my body. Every single movement would leave a blue and white image behind, crating an illusion which made it seem as if I had many bodies.

My footwork seemed perfect, while my sword moved with a slow grace that it would seem traceable to the untrained eye, yet the wizard knew better. Every movement i made was just a façade, another illusion to mask my true intention. My footwork, body language, muscle movement... They were all but an illusion to the naked eye. All my movements were traceable, yet their dance like features made them extremely hard to follow.

My rapier then started to move towards the man in front of me at a visible speed, yet for some reason it was too fast for the man to follow.

'What the hell is that!' Everyone thought at the same time, looking at the visage I had created out of the battle.

I wasn't expecting the to have wizard actually lose to me, since he was many times stronger than everyone in the battle field combined, yet I did not falter even with that information being known to me. The move I was using right now was a mixture of a move I had learned back on earth and the fire spell to make it more effective. All my moves were mere illusions to my true attacks! Every single attack I threw towards the man was masked by the seemingly normal afterimage that would follow my movements, just a few seconds later.

The true trick came to how I used my body. Back on earth, there was a breathing technique that allowed someone to clear their mind to the highest degree, putting the person who would use this breathing technique into a semi-conscious state where the you would be fighting in a seemingly perfect, yet traceable way. The true advantage comes when you realise what your opponent will be up against, since even you wont realise what happened until the whole thing had ended.

The opponent would be fighting a visible opponent, with readable moves. Yet for some reason even though his/her moves are readable, it seems you cannot simply block it or move out of the way.

The wizard that I'm against right now has amazing intuition, but in a moment, not only will he not be able to even dodge my attacks, he will be put into state of confusion that my semi-conscious body will instinctually take advantage of.

Funnily enough, the first thing the wizard had though of when he was hit by the first two kicks were 'I can't read her moves!'

At the visible tense up of his flame, my body decided to add more power to all my attacks, increasing the power and momentum of my rapier at every strike, as if I was using every single bit of damage he sustained to grow my own power.

I danced and danced while thrusting and slashing at every second, finding all the minute openings and taking advantage of them. Even though before, I was full with killing intent, right now, my semi-dead state did not make a single burst of killing intent of bloodlust come out of my body. To the wizard, if felt like the moment he was to look away and put me in his peripheral vision, i would disappear from in front of him into thin air.

It was not that he couldn't beat me in that moment, it was just that he was having a harder time trying to find me, putting all his focus into trying to keep me in his sight rather than creating more spells to attack me with.

This carried on for a few minutes until the man had enough, but I had already succeeded in what I had wanted to accomplish from these flurries of attacks. The one thing about this technique was that it had a huge mental and slightly physical burden, making someone who use the technique both physically and mentally exhausted, this time also mana exhausted. Another weakness what that a single hit that actually landed would send me out of the semi dead state in a single instance, making it not very practical in most situations.

In this situation, it was barely useful for anything but wasting time/ buying time, since all my attacks were barely scratches to his electrically enhanced body.

As another of my swords swings had gotten closer, the wizard had decided to set up a electric barrier instead of dodging this time, since clearly dodging wasn't working out for him. Just as my sword closed in, the shield started to pulse with more mana than before, clearly he was not about to take any chances. Unfortunately for him, the chances were way out of reach.

My sword had turned ethereal as it passed through both the shield, the arm and his entire body, yet I did not leave a single scratch on the surface nor the internals of his body. The moment that the sword had left the wizard's body, another rapier appeared on the complete other side of the shield, almost like a phantom had just become visible mid attack, yet it was way too late to dodge.

The rapier struck at the wizard's remaining arms and was half way through cutting it when I heard a loud shout.

The phantom like blade whizzed through the air

"Lighting of absolution!" The wizard shouted, pointing both his index and middle finger at me, that had already started to crackle with lighting.

My semi dead body had already reacted and moved out of the way, just to be laughed into the depths of the forests in a single second without an explanation to explain what hell had just happened.

My ears were ringing and my muscles were aching, yet there was not a single scratch on my body because they all had already healed due to my amazing regeneration skill.

From my grandmother and Keaurin's perspective, the wizard had launched a surprise attack by forming a bolt of lighting from thin air, and hitting at the right side of my chest to make me launch towards the forest. This move was called lighting of absolution, it is where someone would learn to create lighting wherever they were looking, as long as it was 60 meters away from them.

Thankfully, my grandmother and the wolf did not hesitate to throw all the spells they had created within the minutes I was buying, and nor did the 'goblin slaughterer' and Elaina hesitate for a single second.

A barrage, dozens of spells, shot towards the wizard at terrifying speeds. Every single spell was at least at the advanced stage, whizzing through the air with it's only goal being to hit it's target.

Hundreds of ice and earth spears closed onto the wizard within seconds, taking advantage of the fact that he was way too injured to run away by casting a spell, since he had no useful arms left. Even though he could have just chanted instead of using his arms, or simply sued basic and intermediate spells without needing to cast or chant, he was either in a bad state of mind to the latter while the former method was simply too slow.

Dozens of both fire, air and water spells came from the side, where the rest were standing. For some reason they though they would be useful within this fights, yet if I were to be honest, everyone but the healer than the 'plus one' who keeps using water magic, the rest are just dead weight.

luckily though for the wizard, no matter how many spells were coming at him and how weakened he was, there was one spell he had which was still active from the moment he had used it to attack me, giving him the power to pull off even advanced lighting spells without the need of hand seals, chants, while also barely needing any mental strength to comprehend the element and use it as a spell.

Thousands of lightning bolt shaped knifes created from electricity appeared out of thin air to destroy all the attacks coming towards the wizard.

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