“This guy is really tough, contrary to his looks,” Marcel exclaimed half joking and half annoyed through his gritted teeth. He and Elza had started fighting together after her powerful entrance. His three original opponents had quickly fallen, but the man the ice queen had thrown over here was like a cockroach.
“Are you jealous? I'm used to jealousy. Not everyone can be strong and handsome. i don't hold it against someone who lacks both like you,” the young man with the silver mask taunted. Despite looking like a potato after his fight with Elza, he had only grown stronger and more handsome.
“Tsk, to think he held back against me, despite the beating I gave him,” Elza said, slight annoyance audible in her cold voice. Since the couple fought together, the young man had revealed that he was not only proficient in ice magic but also in fire magic.
He spoke some mumbo jumbo about Ying and Yang and how he had perfected controlling the properties of opposites. it sounded like a lot of bullshit and bragging to them, but his power was undeniable.
“What will you do now? You don't stand a chance;” the young cultivator said with a smug face. He was right, they were in a stalemate and it was uncertain who would tire out first. Marcel and Erza shared a glance.
In sync, they pulled out a potion bottle each, popping the cork, and chucked it. The young man could only stare in surprise, by the time he wanted to act, they had already thrown away the empty bottles.
““Time for round three.”” They spoke and attacked together. Connecting the fire and ice, to create a storm to accompany their attacks, their powers had grown by several times. They doping. it was super effective!
Facing their combined attacks, imbued with holy power, the cultivator had no more chance to catch a breath. They weaved their attacks together, quickly pushing into a corner, when suddenly-
The constant banging in the city fell silent. The barrier above had vanished. in shock, the battle halted.
“That's my sign! Bye!” the handsome man called out. Using the chance he turned into a streak of rainbow light, fleeing from their fight.
...
When Dumm Ting looked up to see his vertically challenged opponent, he saw his silhouette with the big waning moon as the background and slightly illuminated by the bright lights of the adjacent city. The hits on the barrier were now visible ripples of light across the dome that covered the city.
The dwarf didn't follow him. Why had he suddenly become so calm, just glaring at him from above? Dumm Ting used the moment of silence to circulate his Qi and recover some of his wounds. he didn't know what had happened to the dwarf, but driving out the dark flames had become much harder than in their first fight. Overall, how had he become so much stronger?
“Are you hiding from me now?” the dwarf's cackle came from above. Dumm Ting took a deep breath and with one push of spiritual energy, he drove the dark flame from his wounds. He was ready to end the midget once and for all.
Returning to the rooftop, he felt ready to face the dwarf until he met him in the moonlight. His senses tingled, signaling him extreme danger. Suddenly, Polter vanished from his view.
“<Shield Saint's Charge>! <Shield Bash>!” the words reached his ears when the shield already towered over him. He crossed his arms but couldn't mitigate the force. The martial artist was catapulted across the rooftop. With the terrifying acceleration, the dwarf followed the cultivator.
“<Lunacy Unleashed>! <Shield Bash>!”
Dumm Ting had just come to a halt after rolling across the rooftop when the dwarf was already on him. He wasn't wearing the shield anymore. What bash was he talking about? He was holding the shield with both hands on the rim and hit his upper arm with the edge!
An audible crack betrayed the fact, that his arm actually broke from that strike. He kept repeating the word “Shield bash” as he hammered him with the shield, the normal hits had him winding in pain, Empowering his broken bones with energy, Dumm Ting could only cower on the ground and protect his vitals.
“Star Breaking Shield Bash!”
Instinctively, the martial artist moved to protect his stars, however, no attack below the belt came. Instead, he got a massive hit to his now-exposed head. Was this how it ended? Suddenly, things went dark.
But it wasn't that he was gone, but the barrier in the sky had vanished! The elder did it! Ha! As long as he got out of this he could- He heard a crack and things went dark. This time for good.
Only Polter was left on the roof, looking at the sky, breathing heavily. He had gotten his revenge, but.. had they lost the war?