Chapter 581: The Middleweight Terror

Chapter 581: The Middleweight Terror

You can do it, Harmless! Kybas cried. Swat that bug!

He chanted a flight spell, and the deadly reptileterror of land and surf became a terror of the wide blue yonder.

Harmless launched into the air like a raptor, jaws snapping, tail whipping like he was driving his body through the deep. His opponent, the Vespara, moved a half step faster, buzzing above Harmless, circling the crocodile; gleaming insectile eyes fixed on him.

Boris cast a haste spell and Skylance became a buzzing blur.

Kybas cast his own haste spell, Harmless shot after the vespara, hissing through the air, spinning as if in a death roll, barreling at the stinging creature like a corkscrew. Skylance, zipped by, dodging rows of fangs.

The goblin wizard watched his familiar chase their opponent, large eyes traced the vesparas movements, simply watching, he uttered no spells or directions, he just let the pursuit go on.

Hmm, I wonder if hes trying to exhaust Skylance? Theresa wondered out loud. Shes flying faster because of Boris haste spell, but shes still flying under her own power. Harmless, who isnt a flyer, is flying and speeding around because of Kybas spells; shes using a lot more energy than he is, especially doing all the buzzing shes doing. Shell get tired, then hell catch her.

You could be right, Alex said, feeling a twinge of summoning magic in the air.

The stench of brimstone and heat of a hell domain hit him.

I think this fights about to change. A lot.

Boris raised his voice and hands to the sky in a display of high dramadrawing ooos from the crowdconjuring a swarm of infernal wasps. The devilish insects were the size of a grown mans hand, with gleaming bodies banded in red and black, the buzzing sounds were like the growls of starving fiends.

The vespara uttered a keening noise, sending the swarm at the crocodile, lancing stingers poised.

Kybas reacted, Spin, Harmless! he gave his first command to his familiar then cast a spell: a suit of armour crafted from plantlife with alchemically hardened bark overlayed with writhing vines, fanned out over the crocodiles scales. Wasps swarmed him, vines lashed the air like whips, clipping the bugs, sending them back to their home plane by the number.

Across the arena, Alex could see Salinger beaming with pride at what his student and the graceful but deadly plants could do.

But, as lethal as the vines were, they couldnt stop the entire swarm and some clung to the spinning crocodile, testing areas to sink their stingers into.

Kybas, however, was not finished.

The goblin wizard raised his hands to the sky and uttered a spell that sounded

Wait, doesnt that spell sound familiar? Alex frowned, looking at Thundar and Isolde.

It does. The young noblewomans brows knit together.

It should, Grimloch grinned. My sis taught him that one.

As Kybas finished the spell, Alex realised why it had sounded so familiar: Nua-Oge would cast it when theyd hunted monsters in the Barrens of Kravernus.

It was the spell for Shield of Darkwater that the Selechar wizard used to protect herself and her brother from the dry air, and burning sun of the Barrens.

Now, Kybas was using it to protect his familiar, but not from the sun. A sheath of water enveloped Harmless, shimmering like a coat of armour that rippled with dense liquid and shadow. Every conjured wasp crawling on Harmless was soon thrashing and flailing beneath a layer of water.

In desperation, they tried stinging him through the liquid, seeking softer parts on the crocodiles body, but darkwater, plant-armour, and hardened scales, stopped their stingers.

As they thrashed about, vines swatted them like flies, sending them back to the hell they were summoned from.

Boris scowled.

Kybas grinned across the cage, a broad smile full of gleaming sharp teeth. Me and Harmless fought swarms of demons beside the very brave Professor Salinger! He shouted. He would be a great ally to the honourable Clan Chulu! Swarms of little devil bugs are no match for us!

The goblin wizard proudly pointed at the magical botany professor, whose face flushed bright red as he sank down in his chair. Multiple audience membersincluding his own familystared at him with curiosity.

His wife patted him on the shoulder, Alex was pretty sure he read the words mighty warrior forming on her lips when she spoke to him.

Professor Salinger turned even redder, sinking even lower.

Boris also turned red, but for different reasons. The young man scowled. Dont get cocky! he shouted. Youve scored no points!

No points! No points! Kybas chanted. No points for you! And you spent all this time running away!

He turned to Grimloch in the crowd. Big, brave wizard, isnt he?

No, the sharkman rumbled, his voice booming over the crowd.

Cheers and jeers rose from the audience; some laughed at Kybas taunts, others booedmostly folk whod bet on Boris, no doubtyet others bood the goblins rival for only using a strategy of fleeing since the match began.

Stop running and fight! someone shouted, seeming to agitate Boris further.

Here it comes, ladies and gentlemen! the announcer shouted. The deathroll!

Harmless rolled through the air, spinning Skylance while Boris shouted commands.

Do what you have to do! he screamed. Just get out of there! Resist him! Sting him!

The vespara screeched, driving her stinger at the crocodiles body, but it bounced off his natural armour. Harmless darted to the sidestill rollingmoving past the cage bars.

The sound of chitin hitting metal echoed through the arena as Skylance was battered on the bars over and over, smashing to the floor each time the repile rolled.

The crowd went wild.

Kyb-as! Ky-bas! Ky-bas! they chanted. Harm-less brings harm! Harm-less brings harm! Harm-less brings harm! Harm-less brings harm!

Chairs rattled.

Salinger forgot all notions of keeping up appearances and screamed at the top of his lungs.

Yes! Khalik cried, as Alex and his other friends shouted.

Fatherhe is amazing! Claygon shouted. So mighty!

Yeah, he sure is! Goooo Kybas! Whooo-hooo! Youre doing it!

Grimloch simply clapped, his palms forming that ominous drumbeat.

The thrashing Harmless gave Skylance had beaten the last of her energy out of her and knocked her senseless. Now all Kybas and Harmless had to do was get as many knock-downs and pins as they needed to win the match.

When round two started, Skylance could barely manage to put up much of a fight as the crocodile threw her around like a paper doll.

Part way through the round, Boris began shaking, he sighed then spoke the fateful words he likely never expected to be saying: I concede.

The crowd jumped up, roaring and stomping their feet. It was like the sound of thunder.

And with that concession, we have our winner! the announcer shouted. Boris and Skylance surrender! Harmless and Kybas of Clan Chulu take their second match! Can nothing stop this scaled juggernaut? This weapon of war forged by magic and nature? We! Shall! See!

Kybas cheered, pumping his fists and hopping up and down like a happy toddler. Yes, Harmless! Best crocodile! Best crocodile!

Best crocodile! Best crocodile! Best crocodile! the crowd chanted with him.

Best crocodile, Grimloch agreed.

Hm, I must admit, Best Crocodile is a toweringly, lofty title, but that young man and his familiar do make a strong argument. King Aksuma nodded in approval. I wonder if one of my familiars could battle himno, I should wait to see him fully grown.

Akie, do not bully studentsis what I would say, but you will likely embarrass yourself, so do not let students bully you, Queen Ishtar said.

Khalik participates in these battles!

He is a student here, Akie.

You do not need to be a student to participate. You know what? Perhaps next year, I will

Akie, Sembrouthes begged you not to do this the last time this idea sank its claws into your head.

But he is not here to stop me, the King grinned.

And I shall not stop you, father, Khalik said. I would thrash you with a smile on my face.

Aksuma raised an eyebrow. Are you challenging me, youngling?

Youngling? Only one of us standing here at the moment is a champion, and it is not you father.

The kings eyes narrowed, and he turned away, clearly plotting.

Below, Kybas walked with Harmless, heading beneath the arena.

Alex cheered their elated friend and his triumphant crocodile until they disappeared into the bowels of the stadium.

So far, it looked like they had a good chance of winning a crushing victory this year.

Kybas believed they would, and so did he.