In his heart, Nate vowed to make Baldor and his friend suffer for even having the thought of challenging him, and he was fully ready to achieve his mission by any means. Nate found himself pitted against the foolish duo of Baldor and Nathan. The moon's feeble light struggled to pierce through the towering trees, casting an ominous atmosphere over the battleground.The glow emmiting from Nate's gauntlets intensified, signifying that he was ready for battle and he wasn't going to hold back against his opponents. Baldor, a sturdy figure with a determined gaze, had the ability to mold weapons from the very stones beneath his feet.Nathan, a fluid embodiment of grace, conjured a whip made of water that shimmered in the pale moonlight. The trio stood in silence surrounded only by the rustling leaves and distant sounds of nocturnal creatures.The three individuals, carefully scrutinizing themselves, creating the best path of attack for them in their minds. Nate had a confident smirk on hi
Back at the cave where Nate, Ragnar, Skylar, And Emax were taking cover. Nate then proceeded to tell the others about the fight that had occurred that day. How they had run into trouble with the mages and for some reason they seemed to have Ragnar and planned to use him for some kind of strange sacrifice. Skylar and Emax were shocked to the bone that such a thing could go on during the competition. They thought they were all constantly being monitored by the outside world and that at the slightest sense of something odd, the masters would come to save them but they were wrong. Yes, they were constantly being monitored on the large holographic displays of the coliseum but the masters knew that students couldn't die here and they would just turn into golden dust and reappear in the coliseum. However, this didn't stop people from throwing weird looks at the master of the mage department, everyone wondered what she had instilled into her students to give them such a level of hatred.
The golden rays of the sun looming over the battle royale location had pierced through its skies and the sounds of wildlife beginning their day could be heard. Nate woke up to a little bit of pain in his head from sleeping on a rock, he looked across his group and they were all there, Ragnar seemed to be mouthing off some words but he couldn't discern what it was. “Great, Nate Bliss has decided to bless us with his presence. ” Ragnar said angrily while staring at Nate who was just getting up, his mind was still a little hazy from sleep but it was nothing too severe. “Yeah, yeah, what's up? ” Nate asked casually, he couldn't care less about Ragnar's “Leader” fantasy and just decided to play it cool. “Same thing, let's all head out and rendezvous here in the night, then maybe we'd venture deeper into the forest, I have a feeling those are where the so-called hidden treasures are being kept, and others have most likely begun to make their way there. ” Ragnar stated frantically, mouth
Two lightning bolts shot out of Nate's arm whizzing towards Asher at an unforeseen speed, the red lightning bolt crackled occasionally sparking with deathly intensity.“Lightning I see, just like me but yet Red lightning?” Asher said, with a mere swing of his lightning spear the entirety of Nate's bolts had been deflected and sent flying off into the distance.“You have the same ability as me, yet our potencies are vast in comparison and our talents are like heaven and Earth, the only special thing I see about your lightning is it's colour, did you really plan to harm me with that spark?” Asher scrutinized and declared making Nate gulp in fear.Three lightning bolts from Nate were enough to completely decimate a level one doll yet this Asher guy had just waved off two of Nate's lightning bolts, dispersing them without much effort and he even dared to call Nate's deadly attack a spark.Nate was panicking inwardly, the enemies before him weren't ones that he could defeat but alas he had
The fire tornado flew towards Nate at an unstoppable speed, Nate knew he wasn't going to be able to dodge the attack no matter what he did or which of his skills he used to the best option in his mind was to go through the tornado but he couldn't just go through it easily.Nate jumped towards the Fire tornado facing it head on with unwavering determination plastered all over his face, he knew this was his best shot and he was definitely going to take it, lest he risked losing his life at least if he jumped he might make it out with an injury.“Is that guy crazy?” Asher asked while watching from the sidelines, Ignis hated it whenever people involved themselves in his fight and now that he was fighting Nate, if he tried to help Ignis or even intervene in some way, Ignis would deem it as an insult to his mighty self.However, Nate wasn't crazy and he had a plan in mind, one he hoped would work, Nate set his arms backwards and his eyes locked onto the fire tornado, his mind calculating ev
Ragnar was running through the darkness of the forest with his sword in his arms burning with bright red flames. His eyes fixated on the young boy who was running away from him at his top speed, the boy occasionally looked back to check it Ragnar was still on his tail and yes Ragnar was. Ragnar poised his sword, holding it like a gun and the mana stones on it quickly began to light up and was pulsing with unbelievable radiance. Ragnar aimed the sword at the young boy running, Three quick blasts of red fire flew out hitting the boy right at the back of his head turning him into golden dust. ‘That serves him right, I'll hunt down every single one of them that hurt me. ’ Ranger said with a wicked smile on his face. The boy he had just killed now was the one who had inflicted so much pain on him with his ability to tear apart people's minds. When Ragnar was brutally murdering every last one of the mages who had gotten involved in his torture that little twerp had managed to escape a
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