The red skinned guy reacted on time to dodge one of the fire balls that Daimon sent back at him, but the second one hit him on the face and sent him flying backwards until he was stopped by the other red skinned people.
“I can get up myself, fire!”, the red skinned guy seemed to get angry due to being literally slapped on the face with his own attack, he could feel his face burning not because it hurt but because he was unable to react on time, so after pushing his companions away he got up and then pointed at Daimon’s ship.
Daimon was about to strike the upcoming fire balls down with his lightnings, when he saw a rain of black arrows intercepting them midair making them explode before the fire was suffocated by dark mist.
Daimon slightly turned backwards, just to see Yvonne smiling at him.
“Go, we’ll protect the ship”.
Yvonne pulled the darkness concentration which formed the string of her bow before she unleashed another rain of black arrows, since her element was in disadvantage against the creatures unless she used her wings, she has felt frustrated in the past days.
Out of the three Leslie is the youngest and she was always protected by her and Liliana like the little sister of the group, but the tables turned around this time, and she was originally fine with that, until she noticed her attacks were barely doing anything.
“Those guys choose the wrong target this time, when angry, Yvi acts just like when she uses her wings~”, said Leslie as she sat down and relaxed.
“Poor guys”, Liliana agreed with her, but she didn’t follow Leslie’s example, since the enemy used fire, she would have normally taken the role of blocking their attacks, but Yvonne was a bit pent up, so she instead became the back defense.
Daimon shrugged, in that exchange before he noticed that while these red skinned guys had high realms all being between the five and six-star mage realm, they were pretty weak, even the Mage lord couldn’t react on time for an attack that any average eight ranked mage should have been able to.
Daimon slightly bent his knees and then using the deck of the ship as support, he shot himself towards the ship of the enemy.
“Boom!”, a loud stomping sound echoed through the sky as Daimon landed on the ship of the enemy, two six-star mages flanked him but as fire was gathering on their hands to launch their attacks, said hands were pierced by a black arrow making them scream and interrupting their spells.
“Damn it, kill those women first you idiots!”, the leader shouted at the others who then focused their attacks on Yvonne, Leslie and Liliana.
Daimon didn’t pay attention to that and instead dashed towards the mage lord, who snorted.
“Don’t get cocky just because you used some tricks to change the direction of the cannon attacks!”, the red skinned guy was suddenly clad in red flames and then he also rushed towards Daimon.
Daimon and the red skinned guy clashed, creating a huge shockwave who sent some of the others flying away across the ship.
And that wasn’t all, the red skinned guy had to take some steps back, his eyes contracted as he saw his knuckles which were now bleeding.
“Impossible”, he blabbered before using his flames to propel himself upwards, as if he was trying to get some distance between him and Daimon.
Daimon smirked, it was clear that guy wanted to use the bombard method to deal with him, which would have been effective if he was only a knight.
Purple lightning exploded out of Daimon’s body and he jumped towards the red skinned guy, a purple flash clashed against a red flame cladded figure, making flames and lightning fly all over the place.
While a purple flash and a red fire comet collided in the air creating explosions, and lights of purple and red colors, all the other red skinned people focused their fire on Yvonne and the other girls.
Yvonne gracefully clapped her hands, two large wings conformed by countless dark feathers appeared on her back, the bow she was using expanded itself and the string also became thicker.
“Nightmare Swarm”, with two words, she pulled on the string and then about fifteen four-centimeter pillars of black light were shot from her bow.
All the attacks standing on the pillar’s way were pierced and destroyed upon contact, from the fourteen enemies who were attacking her, four got shot in the chest or head and died immediately, the other attacks decimated the cannons.
When the pillars of black light disappeared, the things that got hit by them now had new holes tore on them, the cannons corroded in a split of a second, as for the enemies their wounds became black and they fell to the ground trembling before they stopped moving.
“Humph”, Yvonne softly snorted noticing that the others now took cover to avoid her attacks, her eyes glowed in a yellow light before she pulled the string of her bow one more time.
The pillars pierced the chests of another nine red skinned guys, who immediately fell to the ground dead, the remaining two saw their comrades getting shot to death and their hearts clenched in fear.
“Boss, help us!”, they shouted in a try to get help from the mage lord, but their hopes were crushed a second later when a battered figure fell from the sky, landing a couple of meters away from the ones who were hiding themselves to not get shot.
The red skinned guy had a dent on his chest as well as bruises and fist marks on his arms and face.
Daimon appeared on the enemy ship a second later, he was perfectly tidied up, without any burn marks on his clothes.
One of the guys who was laying down, suddenly got up and tried to stab Daimon with a hidden knife he has inside his sleeve, but he stopped in cold, even before he could completely get up, Daimon’s claws pierced his chest killing him in the spot.
The mage lord coughed up blood and swore with his teeth clenched.
“Freaking arcanist invader, my big brothers will avenge me… ughh”.
Before he could finish saying his threat, Daimon kicked him on the face making blood and a couple of teeth to fly out of his mouth.
“Shut up scum”, without any warning, white flames burned down the remaining six-star mage, leaving only the mage lord behind.
Daimon noticed that just like with those creatures, the system didn’t show the notification for the terror contractor skill, so the only option available to get some answers was making the mage lord afraid of not answering his questions, besides that, even without his infinity eyes activated, his sense of smell was sharp enough to get a good idea of what lied below them in the inside of the ship.
Liliana created an ice bridge to connect both ships and the girls crossed it to reach the enemy ship, they arrived just in time to see Daimon stabbing a sword in each of the four limbs of the mage lord, making him scream, while the other guy’s corpse was still burning on the deck.
To Daimon’s surprise none of them showed any disgust to the scene, in fact Yvonne suddenly approached Daimon and leaned her body on his shoulder.
“Getting all angry for us~, it seems we didn’t choose the wrong… ahh stop you two!”, before Yvonne could continue, Leslie and Liliana dragged her with them.
“After using her wings, she is too self-centered, don’t pay her attention”, Liliana sighed as she covered Yvonne’s mouth with her hand to keep her from saying things, she’ll want to dig a hole to hide for, later when she returns to her normal self.
Daimon was rather amused by the changes in their personalities due to their lineages, still he didn’t lower his guard so when the mage lord tried to secretly gather mana to lunch a surprise attack, a sword formed in Daimon’s right hand which he stabbed in the shoulder of the red skinned guy.
“Aghhh… three elements, you aren’t an arcanist, what the hell are you!”, shouted the red skinned guy, previously when Daimon and him were clashing, he used lighting, he then burned down his companion using “fire” and just now he created a sword and stabbed it on his shoulder, meaning he also had metal affinity, something which shouldn’t be possible.
“You are in no position to ask anything, now tell me who are you people and what do you know about this place”, demanded Daimon.
Seeing that the red skinned guy was keeping his lips shut, Daimon was about to move the sword on his shoulder, when he felt a soft hand on his shoulder.
“Sorry about earlier, but I’m back to normal now… I can get answers which are guaranteed to be true”.
Yvonne whose face was slightly blushed, looked at Daimon as she offered her help to interrogate the red skinned guy.
Daimon remembered the scene he saw below deck of the ship and he directly said.
“If you are going to see this guy’s memories, I would suggest you to not do so, because he…”.
“Don’t worry, I saw how he looked at us earlier, so I pretty much know what he was planning to do… luckily I have a way to do it which doesn’t include me seeing his memories, just break him something, his mind needs to be stressed for this to work”.
Daimon nodded, he strongly stomped on the right knee of the red skinned guy, breaking his leg in the process.
“Aghhh!”, a lung tearing scream escaped the red skinned guy, before Yvonne shoved a black and red arrow on his forehead.
The eyes and expression of the guy became lifeless, but he was still alive and breathing.
“It’s all yours”, mumbled Yvonne before she returned with Leslie and Liliana, just to fall asleep leaning on them, due to the excessive usage of mana, the wings also damaged her mana circuits, but they were already recovering so she just needed some rest.
Daimon dragged the way along with him downwards into the ship.
“You three stay here, we’ll be changing to this ship so you can get used to the controls in the captain’s cabin”.
“Mm”, Leslie and Liliana nodded, without suspecting that Daimon didn’t want them to see, the tragic scene inside one of the many rooms below the deck.
“Pieces of trash”, both Narasha and Evangeline couldn’t help but swear upon the scene on display in what seemed to be some kind of conference room.
There were women chained to different structures, some seemed to be from the same red skinned race as the guy he was dragging along, while others had blue or light green skin, besides their gender, the only thing they had in common was that they were covered in wounds.
And to worse things up, the wounds were properly treated being cleaned and bandaged, there were some scars here and there too, meaning they were healed just to be beaten again.
This also solved one of Daimon’s many questions, besides some light treatment there wasn’t a strong smell of medicine here, meaning these women were left to heal by themselves, so whoever these red skinned guys were, they have been here for more than a month, in other words they were here even before they arrived.