Free Web NovelChapter 57: You win
It was faster than Thaedric expected, but not fast enough that he could not dodge it if he wanted to. But he didn’t. He let the lava fall into his shield.
The translucent sphere around him flickered and showered sparks of mana and lava onto the floor. The attack threw Thaedric back.
"A powerful attack." Sandskar snarled into his head.
Thaedric could tell. He felt the mana drain from Sandskar as the attack hit. "This girl... she’s touching the edge of Tier Three." freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
He moved even farther from her, but her heat followed him, even as she followed slowly, expanding her lava pit. Thaedric considered his options. ’I have to do something quick or she’ll claim the whole stage as her lava pit. There’s no way about it. I have to challenge her head-on.’
"Why don’t you just use your bloodline technique? Or the one you got from ours..." Sandskar asked.
"My bloodline technique is for a fight tougher than this. And that other technique... well, I can only use it with my bloodline technique. Now, Sandskar, are you ready to do something insane?"
Flynn drank in the heat of her pit. She wanted to finish this before she ran out of mana. As Reaper Blood said, she could not hold the technique for long, not with the massive amount of mana she was pumping into her heart to power the technique.
She could feel it even now, the complicated magic language that was the technique imprinted into her heart. She gripped it firmly with her mind and channeled mana from her core.
Flynn gripped her sword tighter. Walking in the lava was a bother. She wished she could turn the lava solid. Probably when she reached a higher tier, but not now. She watched her opponent on the other side of the room just as he watched her.
She shook her head again. She could not believe a man of his build would force her to use her bloodline technique, but she could not deny the strength in him. Stronger than hers.
But with her lava pit conjured, Flynn knew there was nothing else he could do. "Why don’t you surrender," she called. "Your shield will crumble against my lava. I’ll spare your life if you just surrender."
He grinned at her, his face pretty and handsome like all those nobles Flynn had occasionally seen. His black hair flowed around him like darkness as he started coming towards her. "You should be the one to surrender now! I’ll smash this into your head myself."
Flynn blinked in surprise. "He’s coming into my pit? He’s insane!"
The audience murmured as they realized Thaedric’s intention. But he didn’t seem to care as he put his feet into the red pit, and if they were expecting him to burn, they were disappointed.
Sandskar had warped his shield around Thaedric’s two legs, concentrating his power only on them, which left every other part of him exposed. The heat slammed into him like a living thing, drying his skin of moisture, and the air thinned in his nose.
"You’re crazy," Flynn said. "Your shield won’t last at all."
She was right about that. Even now, Sandskar was shouting into his head to hurry because it was like the shield was under constant attack.
And not only that, the heat was crowding around his head, drying out any water in his body. Already his skin was hot enough to blister.
Still, Thaedric gritted his teeth and raised his hot weapon.
Flynn shook her head. "Now that you are in my pit, I can do this."
She raised a wall of lava around him. She grunted as she exerted such sudden power, but the lava wall rose higher, boxing Thaedric in. ƒreewebɳovel.com
"Shit," Thaedric said. ’She has that amount of power?’
His mind screamed at him. The sense of danger slammed into him and he reacted, more on instinct than anything else. He threw his weapon.
The mace was made of hard metal that weighed as much as a small horse. It was a heavy thing, and when he threw it with all the power his small body had, it moved through the air like a giant bullet.
Flynn was too busy holding her powerful technique to see it coming, and the mace smashed into her fully. The iron ball slammed into her head while the shaft took her feet from under her and sent her tumbling back.
The walls of lava around Thaedric collapsed, splashing red-hot liquid into the air, but he wasn’t standing still to be splashed on. Thaedric had followed his weapon, and now when Flynn looked up, disoriented, she was hit by a punch to the chin that sent her head snapping back.
Thaedric gripped his weapon. It was hot and burned his palm, but he lifted it high, drawing it back with all his strength, and then brought it down on Flynn’s head.
He didn’t reach her because her sword exploded, and razor-sharp stones tore into him. He was sent back with a surprised groan, lost his footing, and almost fell into the lava.
Which gave Flynn enough time to gather herself. She was breathing hard, her mana running dangerously low. So she canceled her technique, and the lava sank into the earth, leaving a smoking-hot pit behind.
But Flynn wasn’t done. She held a small floating orb of lava in her right hand. She fashioned it into a spear and threw it so fast that all Thaedric saw was a red streak.
But that’s fine. He didn’t have to see it. Sandskar did, and he pooled the last of his power into a small shield that shattered when the lava spear hit it. But so did the lava.
Thaedric lifted his weapon as he yanked his legs from where they were dug into the stone to stop him from flying back. He straightened as best as he could. "Let’s finish this." He was looking forward to bashing her more with his mace.
Flynn shook her head. "I surrender. You win."
Thaedric blinked. Did she just surrender? That’s good because Sandskar was out of power. "It was a good fight," he told her.
The audience’s loud murmuring followed him out of the stage, and a pair of particular blue eyes were fixed on him.
