Bab 127: [Club House Competition] [15] [Oliver and Aimar v/s Mikhail]

"Argh."

A low groan escaped from Bradyn, a burning mark appearing on his chest, the residual lightning still lingering on his body.

"Huff... bloodly hell"

He exhaled softly, his eyes calmly looking forward where a girl had already separated him from Azariah and Alan.

She stood in front of them, twin swords in her hand, lightning radiating from her body.

"...You have to arrive at the last moment, don't you?" Bradyn complained while Mikhail took his sword out, ready to attack her.

"A-Az." Her lips trembled as she glanced back at both of them.

...Both of them were in worse condition, with her brother's hand broken completely, the same with Azariah's wrist.

'They both need medical care,'

she thought, making their safety her first priority.

"Don't make a death wish," Bradyn advised, his body accumulating the mana from the surroundings, "...Take your brother and leave."