358. Outbreak V

358. Outbreak V

Mana: 12 -> 9

Spell: Fireball

8D6 = 28 (1, 3, 3, 3, 3, 4, 5, 6)

28 damage!

A third Fireball rocked the kurabaras, flooding them with flames which licked at their skins. The roaring fire had caused the kurabaras to stumble for a moment, but they continued to charge at the group of adventurers, not realising that the adventurers were the source of the magics.

Well, one of them was.

Adam had wounded almost half of the kurabaras, aiming for the kurabaras which were on their way towards the middle of the line where the weaker members of the group were. It had cost him half his Mana, but it had whittled down their defences.

‘It’s all up to you now,’ Adam thought, gripping Wizard’s Axe tight in hand.

Arrows and javelins fell from the sky to strike the kurabaras, but none had yet to fall, before they crashed against the line of adventurers.

Battle Order

D20 + 1 = 6 (5)

Health: 65 -> 31

The kurabaras swarmed the group, who stood side by side, shields up, weapons out. They crashed against the front line, causing them to stumble backwards, and the creature’s teeth and claws came upon them like a storm.

Adam grunted as he was forced back, taking a particularly harsh blow from one, only to find another striking at his thigh, and a third biting at his bicep. These kurabaras were mostly fresh, unwounded by his Fireballs, and they were the fiercest.

Lucy and Jurot had both fallen into their rage as they were assaulted by their own set of kurabaras, their blood trickling from their wounds as teeth and claw found purchase within their skin, which was more like iron than flesh.

Kitool managed to fall to the floor before a kurabara’s jaw snapped the air noisily. They had braced for the blows, protecting the group behind them with their bodies.

However, now the kurabaras were in their range.

There was the crackle of lightning as Jaygak sliced a tail off, and though an arrow harmlessly clattered off the stone like back, a blade cut through the kurabara, flashing white hot as the creature’s neck was cut, and one fell before them dead, Jonn’s sword having dealt the decisive blow.

Nobby fell into his own rage, allowing it to consume him as he swung wildly with his axe, though it scraped off a kurabara’s stone shell.

“Lady Arya, please protect us with your might,” Dunes chanted, calling forth his divine magic, which filled the air. Blades appeared, and a gentle glow and warmth covered most of the group. The blades struck all the kurabaras within its range, piercing through with their divine light.

Lucy swung wildly in her rage, almost cutting a kurabara in half. It cried out in pain, regretting that it dared to bite the one who claimed to be the Demon Lord.

Fighting Spirit: 3 -> 2

Health: 31 -> 36

Attack - Wizard’s Axe, Flanking

D20 + 8 = 15 (7)

D20 + 8 = 20 (12)

Hit!

Mana: 12 -> 11

Ability: Divine Smite

2D6 + 2D6 + 5 = 18 (2, 3)(4, 4)

18 damage!

Attack - Wizard’s Axe, Flanking

D20 + 8 = 24 (16)

D20 + 8 = 26 (18)

Hit!

Mana: 11 -> 10

Ability: Divine Smite

2D6 + 2D6 + 5 = 17 (1, 4)(2, 5)

17 damage!

Adam, annoyed that so many kurabaras had decided to attack him, gripped his axe tighter. ‘Do I smell good because I’m a Half Elf?’ he thought, before all thoughts dropped away from his mind. RêAd lateSt chapters at novelhall.com Only

“You cast those Fireballs?” Oliver asked. “How?”

“With magic.”

“Yes. Aren’t you an Expert with a weapon?”

“Yes.”

“You’re an Expert with magic too?” Oliver asked. ‘No, if he can cast three Fireballs, isn’t he slightly more powerful than an Expert? So is he a Guardian? Does that mean he’s a Master?’

“Yes,” Adam replied. “I can see you’re thinking deeply about it, but you probably shouldn’t. I have a special relationship with magic and the Gods, and that’s it.”

Oliver stared at Adam. He was a Half Elf, which had been a point against him, but hearing that Adam was a powerful Wizard, or a Priest, or perhaps a Guardian, had certainly garnered some respect for him.

“Sorry I didn’t cast Fireball to assist your group, but I assumed it would have been best to help the Iron Rank parties so they wouldn’t get killed right away from some kurabaras.” Adam chuckled.

“Who would die to some kurabaras?” The punk growled.

“Kurabaras are difficult foes,” Oliver stated, firmly. “Had he not cast his spells, you may not be able to complain to him about his assistance.”

The punk shut his mouth and quickly stormed off.

“Thank you,” Oliver said, nodding his head.

“Any time.”

“Though... are you sure you should be wasting your spells like this?” Oliver’s eyes passed over the large tower which Adam had summoned.

Adam shook his head. “From where I’m from, they would think this was more than perfectly acceptable. If you don’t want me to cast this spell, you should speak to the rest of my party and let them know that you decided to take away from them their greatest joy.”

Oliver stared at the tower. “May I take a bath later?”

“Yes,” Adam said, smiling. “Of course.”

Oliver remained staring at the tower. ‘Did he... did he cast four Third Gate spells? Is he secretly a Grandmaster?’

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