Gallan and Fang walked together through the streets, a trail of blood followed behind them endlessly. They had fought so much up to this point, but they had barely broken a sweat. The two of them as a duo were a very terrifying mixture.
As they walked uncaring, the Knights of Ronan suddenly ambushed them. The knights came out, leaping from the doors and the windows of the houses around.
Gallan and Fang were shocked that these knights were able to hide their presence so much and ambush them, but rather than make them scared, it made them excited because maybe these knights had some fight to give.
Gallan gripped both his blades, bent his knees down to a very low level, and then leaped into the air. His jump height was several meters high.
The knights looked at him in fright as he jumped higher than them, who were already in a high position.
“Fang, now!” Gallan said. Lightning crackled on Fang’s body, and then a straight bolt of lightning shot up toward Gallan.
Gallan crossed his blades in front of him, coating them with mana in a way that would definitely reflect the lightning. The lightning hit and then scattered in all directions, slamming into the knights.
In one move, Gallan and Fang had sent a good number of them down. Gallan didn’t stop there. He flipped in the air and somehow kicked the air and landed on a building. He jumped off the building, going higher than before.
The knights looked up, wondering what Gallan would do this time. Gallan held his blades over his head, and as he started coming down, he built up a crazy amount of speed and energy.
He landed and stabbed the blades into the ground at the same time. The ground trembled and cracked, causing the knights to lose their footing and struggle to stand.
Fang then suddenly moved. His body turned into a flash. He moved so fast that none of them could even see him, and when he paused, his claws were already raised over someone and ready to strike.
The person whom the claws were headed for would see the end of the world coming for them. Those large arms and very long, metallic-looking claws would surely rip a man into nothing but shreds.
Fang kept going until suddenly, someone blocked his claws. Fang and Gallan were both shocked when they saw that someone had actually blocked his attack.
A smallish-looking man stood there with his sword blocking Fang. No one would think that a man this size would be able to block Fang, but it had just happened.
The knights that were still alive all burst into cheers when they saw this person. It was as if they had seen their savior.
“It’s shocking that your body can take such a hit,” Fang spoke. He dropped his paw and stared at this person.
“You don’t have to worry, it’s all because of my legacy,” the man said.
“That’s an interesting legacy. I know there are some very uncanny ones, but one that allows you to block such an attack?” Fang said.
“Indeed, but I am not here to talk,” the man said and then moved his feet. He traveled the distance between them in an instant, his sword already going for the stab.
Fang had lightning-fast reflexes, so even as this man moved at this speed, he still dodged, and the blade passed by him. The man kicked his feet into the ground and brought his body to a forceful stop. He spun around and then went for another attack, but Fang dodged that.
Fang was not attacking back because he was trying to figure out how this person, who was evidently weaker than him, could use such speed and strength.
He couldn’t see any reason that made sense, but he kept trying to figure it out. The man kept swinging and moving as fast as he could, though Fang was too nimble for him.
Fang watched closely, and then he noticed something unusual, but before he could think about what he noticed, the sword came from above. He raised his paw to block, and the force of the attack threw his paw down to the ground.
Though he had managed to stay away from a bad injury, he was still pushed back. But Fang had finally understood what was happening here. This person had a unique legacy. Discover more stories at My Virtual Library Empire
“Does your legacy have anything to do with gravity?” Fang suddenly asked, and the man froze for a moment. With that, Fang knew that he had some sort of gravity legacy.
“How? How did you find out?” the man asked.
“Your blade—when you slash it, the speed is unnaturally fast for the way you move your body, so it could only mean an external force was pushing or pulling on that blade.
The gravity legacy would also explain why you are capable of moving that fast. You use it to propel yourself, making you go faster,” Fang analyzed.
“I see. You’re smart, but knowing what I’m doing doesn’t mean you can stop it,” the man said.
“Oh, I could have stopped you long ago. I just wished to understand how you blocked my sword, and I got that answer. You manipulated gravity to push you against the blade the moment before impact. That allowed you to take the blow,” Fang said.
“What do you mean you could have ended it when you wanted? I hate that arrogant tone, and I’ll make sure to cut it off your face,” the man said and then charged again. He leaped into the air and slashed down, his gravity manipulation enabling him to slash with a crazy amount of strength.
But Fang was not worried. He waited until the right moment, and then he let out a lightning roar. The huge bolts of lightning hit the man head-on. He was blasted into the air, his body covered in serious burns all over.
He landed on the ground a couple of meters away, his body not moving at all.