mountainside, one of the
scattered “archers” had his hands brought together, aimed at me and mother.
We were tricked. He camouflaged himself during the chaos. He wasn’t
an archer or even an Augmenter. He was a Conjurer!”
Shit!
I didn’t have much time to react
before an incoming ball of pressurized water, a couple meters wide was nearing.
What can I do?
To my immediate right was my mother
and to my left were Adam and his opponent not far off; and behind me, of
course, was the edge of the mountain. Even If I can dodge this, mother
won’t be able to and she’ll be forced off the ledge of the mountain.
What should I do?
“Dammit!” I roared!
Willing all of the remaining mana
left in this cursed body, I tackled my mother, propelling both of us out of the
way.
I quickly realized my 40-pound body
couldn’t carry enough momentum to push both of out of range of the water
cannon.
No choice!
If I’m going down, I’m taking that
bastard mage down with me!
I focused mana into my arms and
pushed my mother farther down out of range. In that moment, everything
seemed to be in slow motion as my mother gazed at me in panic and disbelief.
She might get a pretty bad bruise from the push. She was going to be
fine, but that’s only if I can get rid of this conjurer.
I unsheathed the knife Jasmine gave
me from my waist and willed mana into it. What I’m trying to do, I’ve
done with ki in my old world but never with mana.
After willing mana into the knife,
I threw it like a boomerang, aiming it at the conjurer still focusing his
attention on the water cannon. Curving around the edge of the ball of
water, the knife landed straight into the leg of the mage.
Crap! I didn’t kill him. Plan
B.
Plan B was just in case my initial
throw couldn’t kill him. I managed in succeeding in the gamble of Plan B, and
that was creating a thin string of mana attaching the knife, currently engorged
into the Conjurer’s leg, to my hand.
“What the!” shouted the mage in
pain as the knife embedded itself deep into his leg.
Losing concentration, the water
cannon lost shape, but unfortunately, there was still a surge of water strong
enough to push me off the cliff.
I tugged back on the mana string
hard. The mage was hauled towards me from the combination of my pulling
and the remnants of the water cannon pushing me back.
This is it. I couldn’t help
but look around at the battle that was still ensuing. Father and Helen
managed to kill the leader. Angela providing back up for Jasmine allowed
for them to put the whip-user on his last stand while Durden was rushing
towards mother.
Thanks Durden. She’ll be safe
in his hands. Everyone will be okay.
The only thing I’ll regret is not
being able to see my baby sibling.
With that, everything faded to a
black; the last thing I see is the enemy conjurer desperately trying to pull
the knife out of him while falling off the mountain, into the abyss along with
me.
Damn. I always wanted to be a big
brother.
Chapter 8: Questions
I opened my eyes and blinked a
couple of times to process what I’m looking at. I’m back in my old body
from the looks of it. I get up from the couch I was sitting on and open
the door, walking out of my room in The Castle. A maid who was waiting
for me outside of my room greets me immediately on sight.
“G-good morning King Grey.”
Not even glancing towards her
direction, I keep walking as she follows a couple meters away.
Reaching the courtyard where all of
the trainees were lined up with swords held in front of them; I see the
instructors yelling at them about proper stance and breathing. When one
of them sees me, he immediately turned and gave a firm bow, with the other
instructors and trainees following suit.
I motioned for them to continue
before walking to where I
scattered “archers” had his hands brought together, aimed at me and mother.
We were tricked. He camouflaged himself during the chaos. He wasn’t
an archer or even an Augmenter. He was a Conjurer!”
Shit!
I didn’t have much time to react
before an incoming ball of pressurized water, a couple meters wide was nearing.
What can I do?
To my immediate right was my mother
and to my left were Adam and his opponent not far off; and behind me, of
course, was the edge of the mountain. Even If I can dodge this, mother
won’t be able to and she’ll be forced off the ledge of the mountain.
What should I do?
“Dammit!” I roared!
Willing all of the remaining mana
left in this cursed body, I tackled my mother, propelling both of us out of the
way.
I quickly realized my 40-pound body
couldn’t carry enough momentum to push both of out of range of the water
cannon.
No choice!
If I’m going down, I’m taking that
bastard mage down with me!
I focused mana into my arms and
pushed my mother farther down out of range. In that moment, everything
seemed to be in slow motion as my mother gazed at me in panic and disbelief.
She might get a pretty bad bruise from the push. She was going to be
fine, but that’s only if I can get rid of this conjurer.
I unsheathed the knife Jasmine gave
me from my waist and willed mana into it. What I’m trying to do, I’ve
done with ki in my old world but never with mana.
After willing mana into the knife,
I threw it like a boomerang, aiming it at the conjurer still focusing his
attention on the water cannon. Curving around the edge of the ball of
water, the knife landed straight into the leg of the mage.
Crap! I didn’t kill him. Plan
B.
Plan B was just in case my initial
throw couldn’t kill him. I managed in succeeding in the gamble of Plan B, and
that was creating a thin string of mana attaching the knife, currently engorged
into the Conjurer’s leg, to my hand.
“What the!” shouted the mage in
pain as the knife embedded itself deep into his leg.
Losing concentration, the water
cannon lost shape, but unfortunately, there was still a surge of water strong
enough to push me off the cliff.
I tugged back on the mana string
hard. The mage was hauled towards me from the combination of my pulling
and the remnants of the water cannon pushing me back.
This is it. I couldn’t help
but look around at the battle that was still ensuing. Father and Helen
managed to kill the leader. Angela providing back up for Jasmine allowed
for them to put the whip-user on his last stand while Durden was rushing
towards mother.
Thanks Durden. She’ll be safe
in his hands. Everyone will be okay.
The only thing I’ll regret is not
being able to see my baby sibling.
With that, everything faded to a
black; the last thing I see is the enemy conjurer desperately trying to pull
the knife out of him while falling off the mountain, into the abyss along with
me.
Damn. I always wanted to be a big
brother.
Chapter 8: Questions
I opened my eyes and blinked a
couple of times to process what I’m looking at. I’m back in my old body
from the looks of it. I get up from the couch I was sitting on and open
the door, walking out of my room in The Castle. A maid who was waiting
for me outside of my room greets me immediately on sight.
“G-good morning King Grey.”
Not even glancing towards her
direction, I keep walking as she follows a couple meters away.
Reaching the courtyard where all of
the trainees were lined up with swords held in front of them; I see the
instructors yelling at them about proper stance and breathing. When one
of them sees me, he immediately turned and gave a firm bow, with the other
instructors and trainees following suit.
I motioned for them to continue
before walking to where I
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