[Irene Campbell's POV]
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"Sweetheart, you are hurting my feelings right now," spoke that scythe wielding guy as he took a jump back, getting out of my range of attack before he appeared right behind me using that strange space magic of his.
Pressing his back against mine, he spoke,
"You know. There was a girl that I once liked."
-TRRRRRR!!!!
I did a 360 degree slash, trying to get him, but he vanished again, appearing a few meters away from me.
"She was beautiful as a fairy. Strong as much as an Ingrate. Braver than my entire nation could be," he continued his gibberish, as he looked at me as if he was telling a really heart-touching tale to me.
'How the heck did I end up with this creep? And that power of his… annoying,' I thought as I felt the energy rising from the other side of the city where Miya was probably fighting.
'I need to finish this quickly or else…' I thought with a worried expression as that guy observed me and spoke,"Worried, girl? Don't worry. That guy might look like a hooligan, but he sure has a big heart when it comes to beautiful women. You are probably going to lose one of your allies to us, though. Now that is something to be worried about, isn't it?"
He chuckled while I was worried about how to finish this more quickly. I don't want to lose to the others.
"Pheww!... Man. I didn't think I would have to rely on this so early in the game but… Well whatever," I spoke as my eyes turned deep red and I observed him from a distance.
He made an amused expression before
-Zrrrrr!
"Huh?!" confused he found a part of his leg cut apart as he jumped in the air, with a surprised expression. Though it grew back with an equally fast speed.
He then looked at me with a narrowed gaze as I had planted my chainsaw in the ground. My eyes were still red and all my energy was being radiated into the ground.
I stopped using my eyes and completely relied on my senses to locate him. Waiting for him to come down from mid air, as soon as he touched the ground again
-ZRRRRRR!!!!
A chainsaw appeared right below him, though he vanished, appearing right behind me he spoke,
"That's a dangerous mov-
-ZRRRRRR!!!
Another chainsaw appeared from the ground below, making him jump aside, but two others followed behind. Making him vanish from there and appear in the air. This time, however, falling on the ground, he looked at me from above with that scythe placed on his back.
"Looks like I underestimated you, sweetheart. You pack a bit more punch than I had thought. Shame that you met me of all the people," he spoke with a slightly pitiful face before.
-ZRRRRRRRRR!!!!!
Another one, my chainsaw, this one much much bigger than the others, came out of the ground and almost reached him, yet again, not caring much, he just vanished before he appeared right in front of me.
"That's enough," he spoke as he gripped me by my neck, though as soon as he touched me
-ZRRR!!!
Small chainsaws about 100s in number tore apart his skin, as he traced back his hands before vanishing again. This time… it was a bit more different from before. While I can't exactly control the amount of energy I use on the chainsaw from afar,
If it comes to my own body, the amount of energy is much more refined.
Simply put, when I use the chainsaw, from a distance, or not connected to my body, I kind of give a command for a specific action. Think of it using a computer code that will perform only the task which it was assigned. Though with my own body, I can use the chainsaw, literally, as a part of or as an extension of my own will.
"You really are like her in some aspects. I will give you that," he said as he cut off his arm, in which I sent a trace of my own elemental energy. Looks like he figured it out, huh?
"You're not a human, are you?" I asked as I looked at him and he smiled,"not really."
Mostly because of the way he uses his energy, but the amount of energy he is using and the amount of things he is doing don't match. More like… I can feel another sort of energy spiraling around me, making me consume more energy than I should.
I tried shaking that stupid energy off, but it doesn't seem like I have the capability to do that.
"I am what you may call a Dragonborn? More like a Night or Space Dragonborn,"he spoke as he started reminiscing about something. His eyes closed as he got lost in deep thought.
Using the chance, I tried attacking him, but he simply disappeared and reappeared a few meters away from there as he spoke,
"We, Dragonborn, have the power of our ancestor dragons, the true divine being. But mostly we can use only 10% or something, that too varies depending upon the race-"
I jumped at him with all my might as I reached him immediately and then
-ZRRRRRRR!!!!
Once again I tried slashing him with my chainsaw directly as he barely dodges me and continued,"And if you are a bit too low in the hierarchy, you might or might not even lose the capability to use the powers of your ancestors."
I tried slashing him as much as I could, while also making use of the terrain, but like a slippery eel, he always dodged me while continuing at his own pace.
"Well. It doesn't seem like you are interested in my words, sweetheart. It makes me sad, you know," he spoke before he sighed with a slight pity in his eyes before he spoke,"I guess there is little we have in common. Let's end this then." I cautioned myself as I looked at him
-BOOM!
But before I could realize, he had already kicked me in my gut, pushing me behind
-BOOM!
-BOOM!
-BOOM!
And then a barrage of attacks followed, hitting me from every direction possible. I was trying to break free from the chain of attacks, but predicting it was much harder than I thought it would be.
It felt like he knew where my weak spots were and attacked those as much as he could. His every punch felt calculated…
-BOOOM!!!
He pushed me towards a building. The impact broke the wall and I was thrown inside as I questioned the state of things.
'Is there any chance of winning at all?' My eyes pondered as I stood up from the pile of rubble as I slowly walked outside from there. Looking at that guy waiting for me outside, I just sighed as I cracked my knuckles a little.
"Who are you?" he asked as he looked at me more cautiously than before. For the first time, he was being careful, dealing with me, the first time he was not having a nonchalant attitude.
"All that beating should have killed you a hundred times over. My eyes never lie… how come you are moving… that too without a single scratch on you," he spoke again as he narrowed his eyes and prepared to fight again.
"Beginner's luck?" I smiled as I too prepared for the next round.
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