The one leading the attack had blonde hair with red streaks and an otherwise lean build, the other two had identical, symmetrical features that revealed their identities as twins,
The blonde boy or Blondie as Logan had come to call him charged in with a fireball at hand and when with 15 meters of Logan, threw it,
Logan cast one of the spells his parents had left him in the cottage, "Decaying Touch", wisps of darkness gathered around his forearm, forming a membranous gauntlet like structure.
Such a strange contraption couldn't stop the fireball and neither was it meant to. Bending his back, Logan avoided the fireball but his focus barely lingered on it as his hands shot to his sides catching the fists of the twins,
They both had orange streaks in their hair and showed similar shocked expressions at his achievement, "You used that on me the last time, remember?" Logan asked rhetorically, his voice full of disdain as he quickly remembered their first fight two years earlier,
The already paled from shock faces of the twins grew even paler as they felt their vitality draining, "Flame Torrent!" A third voice cried out forcing Logan to let go of the twins and jump away at the same time a torrent of flames flew in his previous position.
"An E rank spell" Logan surmised in shock as he looked at the damage the spell caused but before he could adjust accordingly, a bolt of lightning charged up, ready to fly in his direction,
"Dark Shield" he muttered as his hand performed unique gestures, the dark membrane around his hand gathered in front of him and in the path of the lightning bolt,
The lightning bolt struck his shield and decimated it in an instant but at the cost of its otherwise frightening power, the weakened bolt landed on his hand and sent him flying into a cart nearby.
At this point, the attention of the entire district was on their battle but there was no intention whatsoever to stop it, in fact the townspeople cheered them on,
"Kill him!", "Get rid of the spawn of that infected!", "My husband got infected a few days after that thing's father's explosion, he might have released spores" Their voices formed a cacophony of hatred and disgust.
Seeing this, Logan got angry, not because of what they were saying, it was quite normal for Logan, it was a small fraction of what he has had to endure for quite some time,
But rather because the three idiots that attacked him were making him waste time, Logan glanced at the hand the lightning bolt had struck, the sleeve of the tracksuit in burnt ruins,
"Oh you have got to be kidding me!" He yelled from anger causing everyone to go silent, "I had been saving this tracksuit for a whole year planning on wearing it today, if I wanted to wear rags, I would've. You want to throw spells, let's go".
Logan ran in their direction, his hands forming signs and his mouth muttering, he waved his hand creating fifteen Death Arrows and sent them flying to the three of them, five for each,
Blondie cast more fireballs at the attack, destroying them without a trace. As for the twins, they cast lightning spells that struck the arrows and upon contact, exploded into a harmless dark mist that covered Logan from their sight.
Blondie inhaled sharply and released a wave of fire from his body in a radial manner, destroying all of the dark mist and what he saw filled him with dread,
In front of Logan's outstretched hand was an uneven sphere of darkness that shot out with a bang.
He barely avoided the attack causing it to go through his arm, creating a hole that threatened to expand unceasingly,
"On any normal day I would have let you did slide but today, I am not in the mood" Logan's spoke from where he stood, his figure appeared pale and sweaty,
Gritting his teeth, he formed signs with his hand and his mouth followed muttering in an unheard language, six Death Arrows appeared in front of the twins.
The people in question quickly ran away, taking Blondie with them,
Logan dismissed the arrows and a wave of dizziness hit him, he had certainly over exerted himself,
Inhaling, he stabilized his body before passing through the still present crowd and heading to his destination and soon after, he had arrived,
A small, otherwise mundane looking wooden shack stuck out like a sore thumb due the Crest embedded into it.
It was a three headed dragon wrapped around a tower that appeared to pierce the sky but everyone in the Dawn Kingdom knew it to be the crest of the royal family,
Logan approached its entrance and stepped in, space twisted around him before he vanished into thin air.