Rumble!
Thunder rumbled in the skies as the downpour became increasingly heavier, yet it didn’t stop Asher, who hovered in the sky, inside a ball of wind.
“Filthy abyys beasts.”
He spat. Everyone could hear three different voices; two were male and one was feminine.
Asher shot forward; the wind ball moved him at a speed beyond what the eyes could follow and he unleashed a single cut that took down all the arms. They were as soft as butter before the saint-grade sword in his hand!
Asher just discovered this sword wasn’t a sacred-ranked weapon but a saint-ranked weapon!
The mezmerizing blade seemed to have water within.
The mage sent the vines carrying rocks but Asher only waved his hand as an eastwind came from nowhere and slammed the vines aside.
All of a sudden, the man that was high up flew down so fast that it seemed as if he teleported.
Boom! The earth cracked open as Asher landed, shot forward, and swung his sword toward Khan’s men. A giant water sword formed, blasting all 20 of them around Khan into the forest.
With a stomp, water gathered around him, forming what looked like a water tornado but it followed the movement of his sword.
This strange manipulation of elements through movements was strange in Tenaria. What mages had to do was cast and the elements would do their bidding but here the elements followed Asher.
As he swung his sword, the water became blades and swooshed outward, eliminating the remaining 80 strong orcs and their wolves.
The mage summoned earthen spikes from the earth but Asher blew a massive amount of wind, causing the spikes to be frozen. He burst through them, appeared before Khan, and swung his sword.
Khan raised his cleaver.
Clang!
Sparks flew but Khan’s weapon already had been chipped!
Khan roared, his muscles bulged, and he delivered an overpowering strike, but that strike was blocked. It was Blood Awakening!
Asher could see the faults in his move, allowing him to blow the attack at its weakest point. That way, all of Khan’s strength was wasted!
His eyes widened as he saw Asher levitate while looking at him with a passive gaze.
“Is that all?”
Sword light flashed and Khan’s body staggered before it fell into a puddle of water. The sight of her warrior’s death made the abyss mage flee.
The pillar beneath her began to move into the forest at an incredible pace but to her shock, her right hand grabbed her face and threw her off the pillar.
It was like a strange force took over.
The mage began to walk back toward him while her eyes widened in horror.
“What in the world are you?”
She stuttered, looking at the bloodied man who flew toward her, inside of a wind cocoon. His ice-cold white eyes bore into her, causing the hair on her body to rise.
“You… the council will come after you; this town, this dominion, this continent belongs to the abyss creatures. We are the true rulers!”
She screamed like a deranged maniac until she lost control of her mouth.
As Asher lifted up Euodias, she saw a massive amount of water grow restless and rise up. The higher the sword went, the more troubled the water got.
When he finally reached the apex and swung down, all the mage saw was a raging tide of knife-like azure water and darkness enveloped her.
Thud!
Her body dropped 500 yards away while Asher still levitated midair.
Slowly, he turned toward the right. From there emerged thousands of armored soldiers with the Ashbourne flag. Before them was a giant-like man on a great mount with his captains.
When they saw their lord in that state, each and every one of them bowed their heads in respect. In this state, Asher’s supreesive wolf aura was at its peak, and there was a stranger aura billowing off him that kept everyone on their toes.
“Let none escape.” Asher ordered, pointing his sword toward the remaining orcs, which were still numbered in thousands.
“Charge!”
Without uttering a word at Asher, Alec and his troop charged toward the orcs. The battle started all over again, but this time the orcs were facing soldiers that were at their full strength and had heady shields to protect themselves.
These soldiers, though of weaker rank, were suited to handle the orcs.
3000 Desolate Wolf soldiers built a solid shield wall and would occasionally open the wall in some places, allowing orcs to rush in and they would grind them down. With most of the strong orcs dead, the orc warriors had no advantage.
In size, they weren’t bigger than the 7-foot tall, able-bodied Ashbourne infantrymen so they lost both the size and strength advantage since the Ashbourne soldiers consumed the treasured products in Nineveh.
On the other side, Sapphira led the remaining forces and they cut down the orcs at a much faster pace.
Meanwhile, Asher’s eyes returned to normal after he sheathed Euodias.
Should Ariel and Atticus spirits leave him before he sheathed the sword, the beast spirit might complete what it started so he had to sheath it first.
When the blade was fully sheathed, his eyes became normal.
He staggered but Sirius came to his aid.
Sirius saw him slowly clench his fist, and his wounds closed up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Asher only uttered a deep grunt and all his wounds were gone, leaving only bloodstains.
‘My battle skill has been born.’ He muttered under his breath.
At the point of death, a battle skill was born. Internally, he named this battle skill ‘Blood Regeneration.’
Finally, just a month more to make it one year since he came to this world, a battle skill had been born. This made him smile.
……
After several hours, Alec and Alex approached him and fell on one knee.
“Your Lordship.”
They bowed their heads.
Asher opened his eyes. He still sat leaning on Sirius.
“We have slain all of them. It’s our victory, but our losses…”
Alex’s smiled bitterly.