7 vs 1
As the very thought came onto 07's mind, he immediately shouted, "STOP! it's the magi-C!"
He was trying to say it's the magic Elliot explained before. The Owlers were not surprised, they have been a group for a year. And they have been training together also even without someone's order. So cooperation like this isn't a problem for them.
They immediately stop their nonverbal spells, from which it ranges from Expelliarmus, Stupefys, Immobulus, Pretrificus Totalus and some basics. They know dark arts but isn't too daring to try it onto the 'kid'. And Elliot was relatively getting annoyed by it.
Some were using wands, like 07, the teenager, and 05 Richard while doing nonverbal. The better ones were using wandless as well as nonverbal. But the strength of their spells greatly decreased as they were not controlling it properly, they were wandless after all, unlike Elliot who have always use his hand to conjure spell, haven't got a problemo with that. He's used to it. He might even have a hard time using wands even. Now that's over flexing...
"I h-have to say! Your good ki-ddo!" Richard was trying to converse as they all dodge one another.
They continually surround Elliot, preventing him from escaping from their grasp except if he apparates again. As 07 said that it's indeed the 'magic' they talked about, the 'simple magic', they started going melee.
They knew spells were useless, as Elliot's defensive magic was always defending him.
Elliot made a way to the right, where the determined Kennedy, 04, blocked him using his hard rock hands going on combat with him.
Elliot unleashed his sword, strengthening it with mana. Others started going for his back, they were all practically floating and flying in the air like it was normal.
Elliot countered all combat attacks with his sword blocking all of them well. He was starting to get exhausted after the training session they had, and now, this fight, where he used his mana finally.
But nevertheless, they kept continuing.
Grey was good with her kicks, but Elliot countered it with his feet too. Feeling the strain every counters they take. Richard was very determined, he's like the tank, he was in the front of everyone, using his body as a shield while also attacking as others try to find a way to hit him for once.
They were all surprised, they only expected for the fight to be at least a minute longer, the prideful Hans Travers, the pureblood, thought Elliot won't last a second even.
Might as well include the spectator Raizel. His eyes were luckily fast enough to catch up with their attacks. Seeing their movements, blockings, dodging.
Elliot was then studying their fighting patterns. It's a simple observation that can end every fight possibly. Grey, 06, the girl was mostly using her feet to kick, she always aims for the upper part. While Ezmond, 01, he was pretty going for it and was not thinking much, the reckless stype, he started again with his charms, and he almost caught Elliot as he didn't expect for Ezmond to change suddenly. But well, Elliot then put up his defensive simple magic again, his barrier, as well as doing melee with his feet and one hand, his other hand going around with his sword slaying. He started getting used to their patterns, while he changes his for every minutes that passes to be not recognizable.
Ezmond, Ezekiel, Hans, Kennedy, Richard, Grey, Vail and Elliot, possibly Raizel also, started breathing heavily, estimating, almost half of an hour have already passed in just that 'simple fight'. Their moves were too fast that many things were already happening within a second.
Elliot felt his adrenaline rush. Should he finish it?
He never fired off a single spell nor really used magic except for the barrier. He only was in melee and sword arts. He was keeping the best for the rest. He was giving them time to keep up with him. And was only defending.
With his adrenaline rush, he smiled for a bit, feeling his core strengthen his body in its max.
He unleashed a heavy loads of aura that you can feel the bloodlust within it. His senses were heightened, while the Owlers have a hard time keeping up with the pressure that is unknowningly coming from somewhere. From Elliot.
With Elliot's heightened senses, he was faster in move. His pattern completely changing surprising the Owlers once again. He's like a cockroach that can't die. He's a snake when it comes to dodging. He's an elephant when it comes to defense. He's a beast when it comes to strength.
His amplified power was obviously noticed by all, simply by the tension and the gravity that were pulling them more than usual. He then waited for the moment, he made his hand available, leaving his sword in the ground from which the others were confused why so.
After that, he balls up his palm, like he's holding a ball. Others were glancing it from time to time, waiting. It then made a glow, a faint glow that was starting to increase blinding their eyes. It was shimmering. It was beautiful yet deadly.
Elliot backs up making a space for the Owlers and himself for long distance combat. He started firing off the balls in his hands, continually making and making it again firing to the Owlers.
The Owlers immediately got some wounds unconsciously in their arms, wrist, and body. The power of that simple ball was unimaginable. Unbelievable perhaps.
What if it became bigger?
Denser?
In terms of looks, it's just circling in his hands like a transparent ball that is spinning around. It's relatively thin. That means it can get more stronger.
The Owlers made their defense greater, unprepared by the sudden power heighten.
Some were starting to lose their hopes and expectations of winning.
They all were gritting their teeth, groaning, grunting, keeping up with every move.
Elliot for the seven.
Owlers for Elliot.
CREATORS' THOUGHTS 
short chapter but I think imma make another one to this day. and also if your wondering why I use the Owlers name as well as their code name, their numbers, it's for ya gusy to get use to. soon I make their charac. portrayals.
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