Chapter 304 Aftermath Of Destruction

As he hit the ceiling of the towering library, he watched as the Dragon Buster crumbled away, relieving its steel form into soft, unwieldy ash as it vanished from his arm from one moment to the next, unable to maintain itself after enduring the throttle of the Dragonheart.

It was difficult to see anything, past his own flickering sight as his draconic armor crumbled away just like his weapon, only able to last mere moments from just the side impact of the Dragon buster shot.

"...Ungh..."

Blimpo managed to pick himself up, pushing the fallen books off of his body as he quickly tossed the drained rune from his glove and popped in the necessary runes with speed.

"I gotcha, Emilio!" Blimpo called out.

The young man didn't even hear his elven companion call out to him before he suddenly felt something soft catch him amidst his descent, feeling as though he had landed on a cloud. It was a bed of foam, formed in the middle of the air and cushioning him like a mattress.

...Blimpo? Ah, nice save, he tiredly thought.

For a minute, the two were silent in the aftermath of the chaotic encounter; the flames that chewed on the black wood of the forgotten library were snuffed out by the shockwave, leaving silence now brewing.

The elven man lifted his goggles from his eyes, straightening himself out as he caught his breath before he walked closer to the edge.

In the wake of the Dragon Buster's release, the floor below was completely ruined; it crumbled on top of the unseen War, burying it beneath unknown amounts of tonnes of weight.

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"Ha...ha-ha-ha...Ha-ha! We did it...! You did it!" Blimpo stood up, gazing down from the nearly-shattered balcony towards the crumbled ground floor.

Despite attempting to claim he was fine to move on, he was unable to convince the elf who was adamant about taking a moment to rest.

"Ngh..."

A brief noise of pain left his lips as he carefully sat down on the floor of the library's upper area, resting his back against the portion of the railing that was still intact.

"Just wait a second! I've got something in here that'll help you," Blimpo assured him, rummaging through one of his satchels on his belt.

While he waited for whatever questionable medical care his companion had in store for him, he glanced down to the ground floor where all of the rubble had collapsed in.

Though it was silent, save for the subtle trickling of wood chips and dust, he couldn't shake the feeling that War wasn't completely down for the count.

"Hey, hey, focus up!" Blimpo called to him.

"Huh...?"

As he looked forward, he found the elven man flipping his goggles over his eyes while wielding a completely oversized syringe that was intimidating in appearance with a shell of steel.

"What the hell is that!?"

Despite his condition, he was quick to scoot away at the sight of the frightening needle. It wasn't that he had an outright fear of needles, but the length of the one wielded by the less-than-trustworthy "medic" in his eccentricities and wild inventions, was akin to that of a rapier.

"Be not afraid, friend! This is my recovery invention: 'Angel Piercer!'" Blimpo told him, pushing the piston of the syringe up as it activated the dormant rune inside.

"That sounds like an ultimate move that'll wipe me out!" He contested.

–Eventually, after enough scooting away from his companion, who was scarily invested in testing out the magical syringe on him, he was too tired to resist Blimpo's help anymore. It wasn't entirely made any better by the constant maniacal laughter that emitted from the goggle-wearing inventor, who truthfully seemed a bit too excited to stab him with the needle.