Kapitel 44: Aftermath?
Michael watches as the soldiers drag the surrendered enemies back towards the clearing, he lowers himself down to the ground as he looks to Anders and his officers, his expression sombre.
Anders sighs, knowing that the situation now has spiralled out of his control. He looks around to see the men's nearly fanatical reverence towards their saviour.
His officers meanwhile, look to him in worry, their faces marred with confusion and reluctance. After all, how can you not follow a man that destroyed an army, which a few moments ago nearly wiped out a thousand men.
Anders looks to his officers, "Our benefactor already bought us enough time, let's make good use of it." He looks up to see the smoke, instilling in him an uncomfortable feeling, something which he shakes off.
Michael walks back to the carriage, ignoring the reverent gazes behind his back. He enters the carriage and closes the flap behind him as he mutters to himself, "Oh god, I'm so tired."
He leans back at the carriage as he answers a call with a tired voice, "Hello, still alive." he coughs a bit as two screens enter his vision.
Two worried shouts enter his ears, "Are you alright!"
He weakly smiles at them, "Well, I've been better, I'm probably a bit drained at about half?" He looks to Madelaine, "So do we have a shipment of food anywhere near Ivern?"
Madelaine shakes her head and Michael only sighs, "I guess we'll just be raiding some of their supplies."
Mary then interrupts him, "Were you wounded?"
He shakes his head, "No, not really. I actually floated up the sky to avoid battle."
The two girls sigh in relief, "That's a relief!"
Michael smirks, "Aww, you guys are worried."
Madelaine replies with a teasing smirk, "Yeah, who else is gonna pay me my salary."
Mary nods with a small smile, "Mhmm, you still owe me after everything you said."
Michael cackles before, "Yeah, I guess. I gotta keep my promi-"
An explosion destroys the carriage to smithereens, Michael coughs as his automatic defence ring kicks in and his call ends, the last thing the two girls see was Michael being swallowing whole by an explosion.
He looks around to see a familiar robe in the sky, closing in with a ridiculous speed. He widens his eyes in recognition as he shouts to the men, "RUN!"
He locks eyes with Anders who understood his orders, the men look at him in shock.
Michael realizing their frenzied state, shouts, "Waste no time! Take back our camp!"
The men shout their agreement as they hurried towards their lightly defended camp, unaware of the oncoming danger.
Michael looks to Alfred as he gestures him to follow them, he nods before he runs.
A few minutes pass and Orvin inches closer, he notices the troops but pays them no mind. After all, they can be taken care of later, the powerful source of magic meanwhile, would be a problem.
Michael sees this and breathes a sigh of relief, 'I gambled a bit but there was a high chance he was targeting me.' He thought as he looks at the burning carriage, 'Yeah, definitely me.'
He focuses his eyes as he takes his handgun, and aims it at him and fires. Orvin only squints his eyes as he speeds up, dodging the bullet, he then launches a hundred fireballs, all of which seemingly misses.
Michael then realizes something as he looks around in shock, to see the scattered stones destroyed from the explosion.
He looks at the twenty-five tied prisoners before shooting at them and an explosion rocks the clearing, injuring some and incapacitating most in the process.
Orvin seeing this retaliates with a barrage of fire, burning the already scorched clearing. he bursts forward with a jet of air and as he gets closer.
Michael smashes his shoes to the ground as runes crawl out in a burst of speed. Before Orvin could react, earth spikes appear from the ground, something Orvin dodges with no effort.
Michael shouts, taunting him as he aims his gun once more, "Hello little Mr Priest, What brings you around these parts."
Orvin ignores his words as he glares, dashing with a barrage of fire, "Who are you?"
Michael dodges with a ring boosted jump as his area was consumed with fire, "I don't know, how about you tell me first, why you're here." Michael shouts as he fires at him.
The resounding explosion was extinguished by a burst of air, Orvin glares up at him before slamming his hands down and summoning a downdraft.
Michael raises the earth with a flourish, finding stable footing. Orvin meanwhile keeps glaring before shouting, "Who taught you the Ancient Runes?"
Michael smirks, "Why don't you come here and find out?"
Orvin grits his teeth before flew upwards, Michael sees this and jumps down, he summons his sword as he stabs it to the earth, slowing his descent.
As he fell Michael thinks to himself, 'What the hell, am I supposed to do!?'
He quickly looks around, his only really powerful magic was all on those stones. With that, he cannot perform the magic he did before.
'Dammit, what can I use as a catalyst for programming.' Michael thought as he steps to the ground, slashing away the fireball Orvin sent.
'The ground? No! too large.' He looks around as he continued running, 'Stones? There's none here!'
He then coughs blood, he wipes it with his hand as he thought to himself, 'This is bad, the burden is starting to catch up.'
He looks down to his blood and his eyes light up in eerie darkness, he grins as he slashes another barrage of flames.
Orvin screams as he lands, air slowing his descent, "How can you create such complex forgotten magic! If you do not tell me, I will be forced to have you interrogated in the Church of Deia."
Michael grins, as blood trickles, he looks down as he wipes it with his hand his eyes glowing with a burning intensity, "Why don't you get closer so I can show you!?"
Orvin then enters a running position as air blew in increasing intensity, he dashes towards him at a speed, so fast that he travels to a spot a meter away from Michael, all done in an instant.
Seeing through this, Michael smiles as Orvin grows closer along with his barrage of flames.
Unexpectedly, Michael takes it head-on as both his clothes and skin burn, he throws his blood on Orvin's chest as a black flame erupts.
Orvin steps back in panic and Michael take aim with his gun. Orvin jumps with a burst of air as his spot exploded.
Orvin summons water from the air and freezes his chest, he grits his teeth in pain as he realizes his magic supply was nearing empty.
Seeing this, Michael coughs up blood as he takes aim. Orvin readies his magic to blow it back before realizing a pain in his arm. The fire has consumed his arm
He immediately freezes it with water, something that made him unable to defend himself from Michael exploding him off the sky.
Seeing Orvin unconscious, Michael grins, before slamming back to the ground, powerless as his body was wracked in pain. His body was too broken to regenerate in enough time for him to survive.
He smiles as blood trickle down his face, he sets his last sight on the sky as he thinks to himself,
'I'm gonna die here, huh'
Geschenke
-- Geschenk
erhalten Wöchentlicher Energiestatus
-- Power-
Rangliste 
-- Power-
Stein