Nihilith charged his spear at Sera, but she dodged it at an equal speed, then she did a spinning kick landing the kick on Nihilith who blocked the attack with his arm, which sent a few feets away from Sera.
Launched a fire ball at him before he gained his balance, which gave her the chance to vanish into thin air, Nihilith couldn't find Sera anywhere, before he could fully comprehend how Sera can hues into the thin air, she appeared behind him.
Nihilith's eyes widened, "Such a profound speed!"
A blow landed on his cheek with brute force, which sent him crashing on the floor. She held his leg and threw him meters away from her, sending crashing into buildings.
Sera opened a portal and appeared behind one of the orc Amezors, her hand became a consuming fire, with the intent of driving it into the Amezor's chest, in a matter of minute, something held her hand and it appeared to be Nihilith.
"What are you doing… I specifically told you that I want to fight you myself" Nihilith said in a solemn and disappointed tone.
The moment he finished saying this, he landed a sharp blow on Sera's face in a brute force that sent her away from the scene and crashing at a nearby abandoned car. She stood back on her feet properly but staggered a little bit before gaining full balance.
"Going for lackeys… that's really demeaning, don't tell me you see them as a threat!"
Nihilith snarled, malice dripping from every syllable, as he hurled himself at Sera, grudge-fueled and savage. Their fists crashed into each other's faces at the same instant—and the street screamed. Shockwaves rampaged outward, devouring every obstacle too weak to stand; lampposts folded, carts splintered, and the very air compressed into a suffocating fist, crushing all in its wake.
They were both sent across the street, several meters away, Sera realized this is not the time to complain about pain. She swiftly opened a portal which sent her a few yards away from Nihilith who was just standing up.
"You're strong. Remind me why you took joy in hunting lackeys instead of facing the real threat." Nihilith's words hung in the air as a wakizashi tore itself from nothing into his left hand, eager and gleaming.
He stretched his right hand into the empty air. For a moment, silence held its breath, waiting. Then a screech tore through the distance—sharp, hungry—and the spear came alive, slamming into his waiting palm.
"You still haven't given an answer to my question" Nihilith said as he closed the gap between him and Sera steadily and hastily while almost like he was jogging, but faster.
On seeing this, Sera created a long large sword out of green flame from her left hand, and then held tightly unto the dagger on her right hand, while she also approached Nihilith in swift.
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Aiden is seen helping out the refugees pass through the ruin, moving them to a safer Zone, however their population has increased more than the initial population he had in mind.
Owen is seen standing beside him, they both stood on a large rock that gave them a bird view of what is going on in the vicinity.
" I thought you said there were fifty people in total, this population is more than one hundred and fifty refugees" Aiden said solemnly in confusion.
"Well, it seems you were able to convince more than enough people to come out of their borehole" Owen said, lazily almost looking exhausted but he managed to put a smile on his face. As a strand of hair fell on his tired and masculine face.
While things seem to be moving pretty well and peacefully four silhouettes emerged from the four cardinal points of the vicinity. Owen was the first to view them. They stood there, the distance concealed their identity, making it hard to pinpoint who they are.
"Hey," Owen jabbed Aiden silently,to call his attention to the silhouettes. " Friend of yours?" He asked silently as he leaned towards Aiden and whispered.
Aiden glances at the Silhouette with a rather cold expression, but one could tell that he is rattled, Owen could tell that he is rattled.
" I …guess… not then" Owen said as he had already understood Aiden's reaction to the foreigners.
Then one of the silhouettes stepped closer, and his identity became clear. He was coming from the other side of a tarred road that cut between them—a road crowded with refugees making their way across. On that far side stood another massive rock, as big as two bungalows stacked on top of each other, just like the one Aiden and Owen were standing on.
The silhouettes appeared to be Daniel, the executive of Vormirem highest floor.
"Who is he? " a voice echoes from within the crowd, the moment everyone hears this, panic and whispers spread across the crowd like a stream.
"Are you perhaps an acquaintance of the Sojourner?" Daniel asked, his voice firm. It cut through the whispers like a blade, and silence descended on the scene like a veil.
" Is there something I can help you with?" Aiden asked with an equal firmness, but not as firm as Daniel's.
A chuckle escaped through Daniel's mouth, a little grin emerged from his face.
"Ah, what can you help me with… I love that " Daniel responded solemnly. "Actually, there is something you can help me with" Daniel said with a much louder and sharper tone that echoed through the entire crowd.
" Sorry mate, but help us close for today!" Owen took over the conversation with a much broader and dominating voice.
"Did I say you can join the conversation?" Daniel said solemnly as he faced Owen who was a few steps ahead of Aiden.
In a blink of an eye, an eye end emerges from the thin air and charges towards Owen.
"Oh God, things are getting out of control, never knew there was an ambush"
"Sera or Aldric aren't here… can't afford to reveal Annahilator's power here" Aiden thought ran through many possible outcomes.
While he was thinking about this, a shockwave triggered him back to life as he saw Owen smashing a High End on the rock.
Aiden's eyes were widened… "What an incredible strength, how… is… could … he…" Aiden couldn't comprehend how Owen, who seems to be a normal human being, was able to perform such a breathtaking feat!
"I know what you're thinking, but I'm not a High End, neither am I an Amezor… I'm something much more"
Daniel is seen still standing in one spot, unflinching, his hands still casually buried inside his pocket, watching the event unfold… "What an interesting turn of event" He thought to himself, carefully observing Owen.
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