Immediately, I saw it — and Nisha did too. We were already rowing with our hands, paddling desperately away from beneath them.
Kassie's leg slammed down. But that Inquisitor. He was too sharp-witted. He turned and did something — blocked, but briefly. It was more than a block. Wind moved aggressively in his direction, a burst of defensive force that bought him half a second before he and his wyvern went down under the crushing weight of Kassie's strike.
They both crashed into the river, sending water exploding everywhere and disturbing the current violently.
Both Nisha and I received a great deal of impact damage.
In a battle that was allegedly supposed to be ours, it seemed we were suffering as merely collateral.
It was difficult to keep up with the sheer large-scale destruction. It was annoying too. Incredibly annoying, actually. Here I was, the mastermind, the F-rank who'd brought a Calamity Tier summon to this fight — and I was getting tossed around like debris.
