Ch115

"Muéstrales tu poder." As his command, all the assassins were tossed away at the farthest from Idris. They all were groaning in pain, while some tried standing up some landed on the ground safely and some were lying on the ground and rolling around.

Kneeling on his one knee, while he depended on his sword to keep his balance on the ground Idris looked at the group of assassins who were at a close distance than him. His lips trembled with each outlet of air and his body could barely manage to not collapse even though he was hurt.

For half an hour, the fight continued and Idris got hurt in the process of saving himself. Some of the assassins died while some got hurt but as they kept increasing in numbers, it looked like they didn't mind the small sacrifices.

'I have been using my power for too long I guess, is that why I feel too tired and painful? This situation is... it's getting out of my control and if this keeps going on, I'm sure I won't be able to use my power anymore but faint.