Chapter 119 The Fight Outside, Part Six

Chapter 119 The Fight Outside, Part Six

Lilia's massive blood whips hovered over her back, their edged tips trained directly for my chest.

"So... You've got another trick up your sleeve. I'm somehow unsurprised," I said with a light chuckle.

"You shouldn't be surprised. Something like this is to be expected from fullkin royalty," Lilia arrogantly gestured to her blood whips. "Consider yourself lucky you got to see it before you perished."

"Oh, I do. It isn't often one gets to see a member of your kind in a fight; you fullkin prefer manipulating others into fighting your battles, so it's quite an honor!"

Lilia crossed her arms and proudly asserted, "Of course! Why waste time frolicking with oafs? It's just...so tiresome."

While Lilia shrugged in exaggerated fatigue, I averted my sights downward toward my hands, more specifically, my shield and flail.

'Yeah...these aren't going to cut it anymore,' I sighed and tossed them to the floor. The shield created a deep dent in the earth with its landing.

Lilia tilted her head in obvious confusion. "You're throwing your weapons away? Have you gone mad, or have you just given into hopelessness?" New novel chapters are published on

I smiled back at her. "Neither. I think it's time I let loose, too." I dug my hands into the ground and performed the motions to reapply my armor.

I thought to myself, 'Hopefully the captain is ready, because I can't wait anymore,' as I simultaneously gave an order to my golems using a subtle seismic vibration to begin their work.

"Oh, really?" Lilia's curious expression formed a wry smile as she crossed her arms. "And you think I'd just let you prepare? That I wouldn't...say...CHOOSE TO KILL YOU BEFORE YOU COULD?!"

Lilia leaped forward; all her inflamed whips grew in length and roared through the air as they swiped for me.

"Of course not," I mumbled with a smirk. I wasn't worried. After all, I had a hidden hand left, literally.

A huge stone arm that was crafted from dirt and stone sprung up from the ground in response to Lilia's presence. The hand's rigid fingers wrapped tightly around Lilia's body and flung her backward with great force.

"When will you learn? Your tricks only serve as irritants! They mean nothing to me!" Lilia scoffed and swiped half of her inflamed whips for the stone arm, shattering it to pieces.

The other appendages acted as extra legs and impaled the ground to recover Lilia's balance.

"I-" Lilia began to speak when a dozen spears formed at her feet. They ejected out from the ground as a storm of skewers.

Two more of her whips glanced off my defense as I leaned to the side. They screeched and scraped over my left shoulder before being reflected, leaving darkened black streaks across the quartz-white surface.

I shot several impaling spikes from my armor in retaliation. The sharpened stone stabbed the attacking appendages and blew them apart in blasts of blood and dust.

The last whip was a direct hit.

'No evading this one!' I leaped backward, knowing a collision was imminent. The blood whip's tip crashed into my gut and sent me skidding across the ground.

"Agh...shit," I said through wheezed breaths. My knees buckled slightly as I recovered from the dull throbbing within my insides. "I can't take too many of those."

I averted my sights downward to see that my chest armor, though fortified, was noticeably caved in from where Lilia's whip attempted to piece, and a webbing of shallow cracks surrounded the small crater.

'Sure am glad I made the jump...' I sighed. If I hadn't, her whip would've hit at full force and likely pierced straight through. 'So even this isn't enough to resist her strength.'

I brushed my gauntlet-encased fingertips across the damage; it quickly repaired and fused over.

Unfortunately, the damage Lilia had suffered disappeared too. The whips I worked so hard to destroy had already regenerated.

Seeing Lilia's healing capabilities, I sighed to myself. 'So this is the strength of a fullkin... How the hell is she restoring so much? If fullkin have this level of strength and endurance, what separates them from gods and goddesses? What is their weakness? They have to have one..."

Meanwhile, Lilia snarked as always. She taunted me with curved lips that formed a condescending smile. "That was quite a hit you took; I wonder how many more till your flesh fails you."

I beat a fist to my chest. A loud thud and grind of stone against stone echoed through the air. "You've got to hit my flesh first for that to happen, don't underestimate proud gebbranian craftsmanship!" Though I feigned confidence, a sheet of nervous sweat appeared beneath my helmet.

'I need to find her weakness...soon. I can't keep this up forever.'

Lilia laughed in response with arrogance as she crouched low. "Heh, such a foolish man. Your confidence is misguided!" Her whips fully grew back to full length. So she began an offensive rush with speedy malice.

"And your arrogance will be your undoing!" I replied back and matched her approach with equal aggression. Using the buffing magic that I'd charged up from before, I leaped several meters into the air. Deep imprints of my greaves were left in the soil as I left it.

"Prepare yourself, girl. I won't go easy on you!" I pulled my fist back and wound up a tremor-inducing strike. Dozens of fortifying spikes grew across my fist, arm, and shoulder.

"I could say the same to you, fool!" Lilia replied as her dozens of deadly appendages swiped and stabbed and thrashed for me. They filled the space between us like a cage made of black skewers.

The air stood still as the two fighters braced themselves for a lethal exchange of blows.

Above them, a suffocating shroud of smoke, as dark as midnight. Surrounding them, an envelopment of flames from a fiery ring that had formed from the blazing fields.

This was their arena... An arena that could very well become one of their graves.