Cheers to the mana blockers
She saw him. This was not like the threat that they had just faced down but it was still a threat for them. She glinted in anger as she started to run now. Ignoring the call of the other girls as they realized that the other demon had vanished as well. Thai was not their fight, at least, until they received further instructions from Monsieur Dayo on what to do next. His body scaled through the broken down side of the walling of the class snow. With her body still in drive now, she drove her hands to the stomach part of the demon. With quick succession ,she dealt multiple mana blocking blows there and then. The diamond screeched and the result was concluded immediately. It fell down with a thump as it revealed her to the people in the classroom now. And to the one she was looking to see. ‘Lekan!” Blessing called out with excitement in her face. “Blessing?” Lekan turned around with surprise in his eyes. He was hardly taken aback with many things. He knew that something would
Just like it started, in the suddenness of the day, it ended. Relief swept across the ranks of the system bureau in one accord. They could all sit back and take in gasps of air. They had one priority while trying to ascertain what they were up against. They Had one thing which they had to do. And thaw was what they carried out all diligently. The safety of those who weep with them. THose who did not know what it meant to be system holders as they could not effectively fight back. Those who needed to be helped just because they did not have a system to start with. This was the priority of the higher ups in the actions. Only fighting back when they had no chance. All hope had been cast on monsieur Dayo and the actions he had been doing at the Research Facility. The research which had kept him busy back then, the same thing which had made him invulnerable to any threat which came from the council towards his being. It was in this moment that he would prove his mettle and hsi wor
Lekan got out of the building. Frost things first, he would get to make sure that blessing was alright, then he would make sure that the Bureau was set right. He did not want to run. Not away from it. He had been running for far too long and look what that led him to? What if as I ran away, more things started to happen to innocent people? People like Keder, the Bureau stealing her life and youth from her. The anger started to boil in him that he did not know when he started to run towards Blessing. The latter continued her spell as more and more mana started getting sucked into it. ‘ Just then, two people landed down from a building. One Of them having purple tattoos on her back faded off into nothingness. While the other one pumped his legs towards Lekan. Itw as Frank and Lekan. In no time, Frank caught up with Lekan and with strong hands, he hoisted him from behind. “What?” Lekan gasped out. His arms locked up from behind his back.. By the time he turned backwards, he
His vision was not like this. The future had changed. Lekan realized that now as he stood with the Mana blockers in tow. He locked eyes with Blesing who continued with her spell, unbothered by the fact that he was hee. And the strange creature of a woman that he had grown to be familiar with, in the red flowing gowns seemed to be urging her on. Whatever Blessing was doing, the woman in the red flowing gown seemed to need it quite urgently. He could not shake off the bad feeling about it. And the sensation that's why was his opponent. The feeling that he had had to fight her in a distant future. A future which a snow repeating itself for him, His vision waived now. The things he saw changed in a blink. In this time, he saw himself on the ground and a council which held over his head. They deliberated one thing about him and how to ensure that the timeline changed. {See the prologue} It felt very familiar to him. And this time, Lekan could not deny that this happened. Understand
Lekan harrumphed, his eyes flicking open as a gust of bloodthirsty aura exploded into the air.The air wheezed against his charred black skin, the burned flaps of his clothing wrestling uselessly against the flow of wind.He grimaced, grounding his blood soaked dentition, watching carefully at the towering imagery of the lady in flowing red gowns as she cackled. Her laughter irritated him.And even more, it irritated the demon within him. He could not stomach the fact that one person would think that she could be God above others. Not that it mattered to him but the internal grudge eating him from inside, originating from the being within, could not be ignored. As a result, he could not ignore it too.He had become one with his system. His eyes bloodthirsty as he surveyed the losers who lay on the ground around, knocked out and in a terrible state.To think that these were the same people who had called themselves his superiors and tried to show hi
A lady, plump with a pink gown and a black waist belt phased into existence. She had her hands gloved, her gown was only but sleeveless and she had a wide brimmed hat to cover her head.She had a robust face, a little smile playing at her lips which vanished the moment she set eyes on the environment about. She squeezed her nose in disgust, reacting to the pungent smell of blood and dismembered flesh that was all about. Bile rose in her throat, making her just seem to puke except that she quickly put her hand to cover her mouth.She remained still, her pink shoes, getting sodden and wet with the blood on the ground."Disgusting. This is how far Morgana has gone." She sneered.Looking forward, she coughed, covering her mouth still as she watched the pieces of the gown that Morgana had on floating about in the air. Morgana was nowhere to be found.And right where she was supposed to be, a demon like figure stood. Or rather, dropped to his knees, his
"That does not make sense. If a demon could lay a hit on morgana, should we not be scared of the demon itself?" The air shimmered and a man wearing black shirt and trousers alongside a black pair of shoes muttered, his hand cupping the edge of his jaws."Why should we trust the fate of the world into the hands of a demon? I say, we kill him while we can!" He grimaced, holding up his right hand, clenched into the air.Monsieur Demas swallowed now, sniffling as he watched the energy the young mister poured into his words. It reminded him of the days of his youth while he was still young and bubbling Not now when he had to be saddled with the responsibilities of the many under the name of the System Bureau.Not that he regretted his position but then, he missed being as energetic as he used to be. Now, he was more of a figure head, although his power had not diminished but was more of a supportive power rathe than an active one. After all, the System Bureau would n
"Now, we know what is applicable." The other female sounded off now. "We have Morgana still out there and only the heavens know whenever she would strike again. Would it not be better to have...""To have the one person who destroyed her earlier to be with us, ready for another counter against her the moments she sets out again?" The one with the googles said now."What are you saying? Keeping a demon around is worse than having Morgana!" Dayo yelled out, frowning deeper."That is true." Beatrice agreed, looking up now to the face of Demas."But it is logical. Demon or not, he is the only one who could land a hit on Morgana. Should that not be the positive point we should all be considering?" The female sounded off, teh one who looked African by origin."If it so disturbs you all, then I have a proposal. But only you can grant it, Monsieur Demas." The one with the googles said, standing to his feet.Once he stood still, he stretched his hand