Chapter 106: Cousin In Danger

Chapter 106: Cousin In Danger

Delia ran through the maze-like hallways of the Colosseum.

She didnt even look behind her, the noise of the barbarian smashing through walls behind her was enough to convince her to keep running.

The mans Ord was so dense, and she had never felt something like that before. Delia threw sharp projectiles and explosive talismans and even used barrier talismans.

Nothing worked against this monstrous guy! Was his skin made of steel?!

BEEEEP!

An alarm rang through the intercom.

It was so loud that Delia felt like her eardrums were about to burst. But she kept moving and didnt cover her ears. Keeping her hands on her weapons was more important.

Ladies and gentlemen, dont panic. But we have sighted thousands of demons behind the city walls. Evacuate safely to the bunkers- the announcement cut off.

As she was running away, the commotion of the crowds above drowned out the racket of the man chasing her. The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

But as she was running, she stumbled upon a man wearing small sunglasses, and he had a nose like a sparrows beak.

He had a lit cigarette on his lips and after taking a deep puff, he flicked it onto the ground beneath him, stomping it out.

Ord burst out and covered the man in protective armor.

Was he an enemy or an ally?

Delia wasnt sure, she kicked the wall next to her and caused it to cave in.

She quickly sidestepped into the empty dark room. The glasses man charged to intercept the person chasing her.

Seems like hes on my side. Delia breathed out a sigh of relief.

This should buy her enough time. But the next thing she saw was the glasses guys headless body flying past the hole she had come through.

He hadnt slowed down the mans advance for even a second!

The barbarian smashed through the wall and charged at Delia without a second thought. She knew if she didn't protect herself, she would be dead where she stood!

Using her affinities as a Warrior and Creator, Delia surrounded herself in Ord and imbued some of that energy into her weapons.

Her Ord turned more bloodthirsty, and a mask manifested on her face.

{Nightmare Time!}

Baam!... He struck like a freight train. It felt like smashing against an unstoppable force. Even her daggers that were imbued with Ord shattered into dozens of pieces.

Delia jumped back to lessen the impact of the opponent's punch. But the man's fists grazed her mid-section, and her ribs snapped like twigs from the contact alone. A piercing pain stabbed through her chest, and she realized that one of the broken ribs was poking her lungs.

Each time she breathed, it felt like the air itself turned to fire as soon as it touched her lungs.

She smashed through the wall, and more pain rippled through her back. It felt like the broken stones had pierced her skin, and another rib broke.

But as soon as her feet touched the ground, she started running.

She got closer to the VIP rooms and saw a young man walking along the hallways.

He was someone familiar.

***

Oh, so you were amongst your peers?

What a bitch!

Though Delia was being annoying, she was right. I couldnt outrun a warrior of Rocs caliber. He looked like a bodybuilder, but he was also fast as hell. If you break my weapon, youll have to find me a better one.

Better weapon? What the hell are you talking about? Why does it have to be better?

Added interest, of course.

Delia didnt seem pleased by my words. But she couldnt keep arguing, Roc was already too close, and she had to concentrate on the fight.

Though Delia was acting annoying, she could have escaped and left me behind, but as soon as she saw me, she stayed.

Delia had tasted Rocs power and knew she stood no chance.

Now, if I ran away, and she bought me time, I could escape. But betraying my psycho cousins trust would leave a foul taste in my mouth.

Also, she was a psycho. What if she survived after I escaped? She would skin me alive!

Roc glanced at me, and his eyes turned murderous. His arm was still missing. Brat! Its you!

Hey now, you cant just ignore a beauty like me! Delia taunted him and slashed the berserker across his chest. But it only ended up creating a small razor-like cut on his abs.

The man frowned and swung his arm at Delia. Despite the danger, she had a blood-thirsty smile and dragged her hand across her face.

{Nightmare Time!}

Her Ord intensified, and she imbued the cursed blade with enormous energy.

Unlike when I did it, her Ord and the cursed blade resonated together, multiplying the swords power. She used the sword's edge to block Rocs arm swing.

The sword dug into his flesh, cutting through his forearm muscles like a hot knife through butter, and only halted at his bone.

The cut hadnt stopped, but Roc had paused his attack. Otherwise, he would have lost his only remaining arm.

Delia looked down at the blade. I really wanna keep this bad boy. We get along well.

Was she a serial killer? How did she have such synergy with a cursed blade?

The obsessed spirit possessing the sword was that of a serial killer who wanted to murder more people. It seemed like Delia had an absurd connection with that.

Was it because of her twisted mindset? Or she might be a serial killer? I wasnt gonna think too deeply about that right now.

But Roc wasnt done as he concentrated his Ord on his foot and kicked at Delia. The latter brought up the cursed sword and used it to block the attack.

Clang!... The sound of metal breaking rang out, and Delia was thrown back like a boulder. I immediately went and caught her, trying to break her momentum, but I also ended up smashing back-first into a wall.

That hurt like hell!

But I didnt have time to think about that and shook Delia. She was half-unconscious and still held onto the handle of the broken cursed sword.

Hey! You cant just fall asleep! I shook her a bit, and that woke her up.

She smiled. Ah, why do I have to see such an ugly face in the afterlife?

This wasnt the time to be joking!

Then Delia stared at the figure behind Roc. Youre finally here, father.