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“Scourge, Blade, and Ghost, you focus on carving a path for us to the closest corner. Dream and Solace, you support them. I will bring up the rear.” There was no time to waste, no one objected to my battle plan.
Ayame and Blossom flanked either side of Lucille who with her mighty great axe and heavy armor would be the central piece of the front line. Behind the trio were our two fragile supporters, and I walked alone as last. Someone had to protect our backs since we could be attacked from many directions, and I was a good candidate for it.
Blossom could’ve been even better, but she will be very important in spearheading our attack as she will kill key targets of groups that are in our way. She is much better utilized that way. I can still cast my spells from the back if no one attempts to attack the rear, so this is the best formation I could come up with.
The underground chamber had transformed into utter mayhem the moment Black Fang’s cold voice had cut off. The walls reverberated with the sounds of clashing steel, spells flying through the air, and the screams of those who weren’t quick or skilled enough to defend themselves.
Teams turned on one another instantly, alliances shattered in an instant as everyone scrambled to survive the brutal culling.
Our group held tight, moving in perfect synchronization toward the corner as I commanded. Ayame and Blossom flanked Lucille who took center stage. Her massive axe cut through the first reckless attacker with brutal efficiency.
Her high-quality heavy armor and Aurora’s Enchanter class’s buffs made her a reliable wall behind which Seraphiel and the aforementioned plump supporter could hide, absorbing blows meant for the two as if they were nothing, while her axe cleaved through the air, leaving bloody trails in its wake.
Her grin only widened with every horrible injury she inflicted- my beloved innkeeper’s wife turned sadistic murder machine was in her element here.
“[Lesser Shield] [Lesser Vitality Increase] [Lesser Agility Increase]” Aurora was throwing her buffs at the three women on the front, though mostly at our central figure. She needed the most help, and she was also the one enemies targeted the most.
Ayame on Lucille’s left was like a whirlwind of steel. Her katana danced in the artificial light produced by the sun-type artifact on the giant cave’s ceiling. Every slash found its mark, cutting down enemies before most could even react.
A group of three Heralds charged her, they were likely already out of the competition since their Phenom and other two teammates were nowhere to be seen, but none of the organizers seemed interested in getting them out of the crazy battlefield. They were meant to fall here, bolstering the levels of the candidates who would succeed.
The organization had no interest in subordinates who let their charge be killed, so their only purpose in life had become to nourish the winners.
Ayame obliged with the Consortium’s wishes as she easily separated the torso from the waist of all three of the desperate Heralds with one swift motion of her blade after casting [Horizontal Slash]. Their blood splattered against the cold ground as they unceremoniously fell to the floor, begging for mercy with their final words.
Blossom on the right of Lucille moved with a deadly grace as her claws and daggers flickered in and out of the shadows as she darted between enemies. She struck with precision, targeting the key figures of each group that dared block our path.
She took down a Phenom who was barking orders to his team when her dagger found his stupidly exposed throat before he could even raise a shield to protect himself. [Backstab] was a mighty spell in the arsenal of such a quick and stealthy girl like her.
His group faltered without their leader, and Ayame quickly capitalized on the opening, chopping through their ranks as if they were wheat under her scythe.
Behind them, Aurora and Seraphiel acted with surprisingly great coordination considering how little we fought together as a team.
Aurora’s buffs bolstered the others as beautiful waves of magic dazzled around their forms, reinforcing their strength, speed, and durability, while Seraphiel’s mana arrows found targets in the chaos as each one glowed with bright light instead of being made from boring wood or other similarly mundane materials.
Her healing arrows also soon found use when they hit Lucille’s back, rejuvenating the woman after she suffered a morning star’s flail ended head hitting her in the stomach after it shattered through Aurora’s Lesser Shield’s 100HP threshold.
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The axe wielder grunted with pain evident in her tone. She’s suffered a few injuries in the month of training and XP grinding that lead up to this moment, so Lucille wasn’t taken out of the fight just like that.
Her skin was bruised and her internal organs were messed up to a degree, but with a few [Lifebloom Shot] spells of Serpaphiel’s Epic rarity bow, Lucille quickly got back into the thick of it.
I brought up the rear with my eyes scanning the battlefield for any threats behind us.
Soon after we began carving our path to the safest spot in this hellscape, a group tried to ambush us from the back hoping to catch us off guard. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
A smart idea for certain, however, unluckily for them, yours truly was their opponent. No one will get to lay their hands on my girls’ backs as long as I’m breathing.
I raised my hand while focusing on the mana that was surging through me and unleashed an [Inferno Blast] toward the wannabe ambushers. A roaring jet of flames erupted from my palm with angry orange-red colors as it surged forward. Unlike [Fireball], this spell wasn’t meant for calculated attacks, but for pure, unadulterated destruction.
It had a wider effective range, as a wave of flames basically erupted from my fingertips, burning anything and everything in its path at a 90-degree angle, but it was slower than a Fireball and also had shorter reach.