Upon coming back, Vayve spotted his friends that had their blood being sucked off. It was a painful sight, but no more.
The ownership and power behind a letters of the blood coin will change everything. Vayve was putting everything onto it and as soon as he appeared in his special room, he imagined his fist getting stuffed with that unique coin.
Then, his body thrown itself straight at the killing intents born out from a bribe skill.
Vayve has dominated most of these silhouettes already as he was keen on getting up a power. Now, with a blood coin within his grasp, his goal was to build up a technique that can bring out a vicious energy to counter Cerze!
This battle has lasted a whole night, but thanks to the unique place Vayve felt all refreshed when he woke up.
He didn't get a technique, but he could feel some effects of it working up.
Everything related to money is going to be unrevealed in front of him! The plot armor of MC that awakens his affinity and sensitivity towards a magic is also going to do its job...
The plot armor of a MC!
He shall use his system and get them out from this situation!
'A kids like them should have... better childhoods.'
Vayve swore inwardly as his eyes opened up to look at the incoming bullies who were all ready to pull them straight towards the mine.
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Yuna's hands grasped a huge bag of a mined stuff.
She raised it effortlessly, her strength surely way bigger than before an imprisonment. Though Yuna was supporting herself with a sword intent, so it was not that visible on her body alone. The lady was using her sword intent to lessen up a burden unknowingly going in the direction she was hoping for.
Nevertheless, Markas' voice suddenly rang out in her ears.
"Guys, we are leaving today."
Only a few days happened after Vayve got his items back.
Though he only had a little, Vayve knew that at least few days are needed to plan some escape route. His eyes moved a little and taking out a coin with a slight pain on his stomach, Vayve hid that coin in his sleeve.
Vayve could tell that Markas was serious.
So he didn't waste any time and prepared his stuff.
Markas noticed up that his friends tensed a little, but due to that experience together, his eyes could also see that both of them are ready to fight for a survival. He glanced to the side, then his pickaxe went up.
After all this time, his body got accustomed to feel that exhaustion.
Furthermore, he was saving up a lot of strength, so this time, he will help everyone for sure.
"WE ARE LEAVING!"
Shouting widely, Markas notified the bullies about his plans. However, before they could react, a crowd of other young people shouted after Markas. He had convinced everyone and it was thanks to the power behind his gloves.
It was also thanks to these gloves that Markas had saved up a lot of strength.
His scream was the beginning of an escape.
Everyone was running towards their direction as it was the closest to the east.
On this day, Markas and his friends were working the closest, so it was also the reason for him to choose this day. He glanced at them and nodded showing that everything is planned.
"Once we step into these tunnels, we just have to run forward and pray for a success."
Markas spoke brightly, then his attention turned to the closest bully. Of course, a bullies were everywhere, so before they go to those tunnels, Markas planned to take care of them! Though he surely had Vayve and Yuna already escaping in his mind!
But both of them stood next to him and planned to fight as well.
"I thought you were an adventurer, Markas... Not a hero, hah."
"Stupid, I wanted to use them from the very beginning... I am far from hero."
"There aren't any heroes in this world anyway."
Not wasting any more second, everyone began running in the direction of the bullies who used an unknown to them call. They were standing in a way, so them being killed was only natural.
There were two bullies and Markas jumped forward to take one by himself.
His gloves were looking very thin, but rough. Covering his hands flawlessly, these gloves let out an ear killing explosion as he stuck his fist forward! Then a continous punches rang out.
In between those, Markas could see himself getting punched back.
However, a pain was something he had long forgotten.
Just going forward was all Markas could think of. Going for such way of a fighting would tell many that this young man is ready to give up his life, but Vayve and Yuna weren't aware of it. They themselves went for the other bully.
Yuna held a stick that came from the pickaxe.
As for Vayve, he just took out a blood coin, then clenched his fist. He was thinking of using that magic, that coin toss. The effect of a magic would disappear soon, but as long as he moves fast, then his punch should inflict some damage.
Vayve's experience with a close contact 'human' battle was strenghtened by the red silhouettes. He dodged many knife thrusts that went towards him, then even slapped hard a forearm of the bully! His punch then went forward.
It was one of many punches.
"Ughhh! Brat!"
But this one special punch was so strong out of sudden that the bully took a few steps back. It allowed Yuna's stick to smash itself against his skin too. It sunk in that disgusting face, slapping him to the side.
Then a lady let out another continous 'sword' slashes that brought a man down.
A few moments later, a horde of the young people passed through them. They stepped on the fallen bullies so hard that they already died out from this.
Vayve and the rest had done a good job by beating those two bullies.
[You have learnt a new skill - Coin Punch.]
"Let's run! Run!"
"Markas, your face..."
"I said let's run!"
Markas didn't want to wait even for a little. He urged his friends to run, then ignoring all the wounds on his body, Markas just threw himself straight into the crowd that was stopping them. Soon, a huge obstacle appeared in front of them.
It was another pile of stones that fell from the ceiling...
The same... trick!
"Not again! I won't allow my friends to die!"
His gloves just exploded with a power. A strong barrage descended onto an obstacle, but a young man was only ten years old! Fighting against such power of nature was not something his young self could do.
Nevertheless, Markas punched with a tears falling down his face.
He was as if crazed, but this all was a desperate attempt to save his friends from even worse treatment.
'They had prepared some formations... It was our stupid thinking... that this is going to be easy...'
Vayve muttered inwardly while Yuna's hands went up to cover her face. She was crying even more jsut from looking at Markas whose arms were looking as if withered. This young man was using so much power that his body was getting affected.
"Markas... Why... No one was blaming you..."
"..."
Only a small dent could be seen...
Then, a voice of the boss reverberated throughout the whole tunnel.
"The rest of the brats also got stopped. All of you are going to have a lot fun soon..."
There was not even a hint of laughter. His voice was simply too eerie, soaking everyone in that fear and pain on the spot.