John climbed up to the allure of the base’s curtain wall while a group of survivors threw water spells around the base to put out the fire.
John scanned the forest and narrowed his eyes when he spotted Theodore and his army.
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"Fuck," John muttered as he looked back down at the base. They were caught off-guard and they might be unprepared for an assault.
"Echo, close the dome when they’re done putting out the fire." John glanced down at the courtyard and the survivors seemed to be handling the situation, so he had Echo close the dome.
"Everyone inside, they’re attacking!" Lydia yelled out as Theodore’s men appeared within the forest, rushing out like a tidal wave towards the base.
"Get ready!" Lydia said whilst everyone readied their weapons.
Everyone within the base was divided into two groups, the defenders who manned the curtain walls and turrets and the support group who assisted the defenders and healed the wounded.
John didn’t waste time and jumped off the allure and rushed out with a dagger in each hand. The defenders manning the wall released waves of arrows and bullets and a few fireballs that sent Theodore’s men back to the forest, giving John an opening to charge forward and stab their enemies with his dagger.
Blood splurted everywhere and screams echoed through the outside of the base, but Theodore’s men persisted, like a tidal wave they broke into the base’s walls and began their assault.
John’s hands moved in a blur and sliced through throats and stabbed torsos and bellies. Theodore’s men fought back by wielding axes and swords, some punched him whilst others aimed their guns at him, but John moved like a shadow and stabbed their limbs or slashed their thighs and calves, crippling them.
John’s figure blurred and disappeared before their eyes. Theodore’s men were confused as they frantically looked for him.
John flickered in and out of existence, stabbing and slashing his enemies from all sides. His movements were so fluid, like a well-rehearsed dance routine, and blood flowed in waves like water from a ruptured dam.
His plan was to aid his comrades in the fight, but he soon realised that would not be possible as Theodore stood behind enemy lines throwing powerful spells and slowly, but surely destroying the walls. If they all swarmed inside at once, it would be carnage.
John clicked his tongue and tightened the grip on his Venomlash, but this one-second distraction was enough for someone to sneak up on him. John’s eyes grew wide as he realised the spear coming at him.
He took an instinctive step back, but it was too late. He braced as the spear reached his chest, but the spear wielder’s head exploded as the bullet from Maria’s artillery pierced his skull, sending blood and gore everywhere. John’s gaze snapped to the top of the base and Maria saluted before firing her artillery at Theodore’s men again.
"Thanks," he murmured while Stephanie approached.
"John, are you going to fight Theodore?" She asked, holding his hand gently.
"I’ll have to, Stephanie," he replied and gripped her hand tightly before rushing off to Theodore.
Stephanie’s brows furrowed and her lips twitched before a smile blossomed on her face. Her eyes glowed brightly as John left her presence and she joined the defence.
The survivors defended the base while John ran across the forest until a voice called out to him from behind.
"My boy," Theodore’s voice echoed throughout the forest and John stopped and turned around to face the man.
"Old man," John’s lips arched in a cold smile as he spoke. Theodore didn’t have that usual smile, his lips were thin and pursed and his eyes were narrowed and burning with anger.
"It’s been a while. I’m glad you’re alive." Theodore’s lips stretched into a thin smile as he approached John.
"Yeah, so am I. I thought maybe you’d die of old age," John’s lips stretched into a wider smile and added, "but I’m glad you’re not. You see, I’ve been waiting to see you again and finish what I started."
Theodore sighed and the smile left his face. He rubbed his temples and took a deep breath, "boy, can’t we just forget the past? Look, I know you don’t want this, fighting me, all of this bloodshed." Theodore stretched his hand towards John.
John stared at Theodore’s hand and shook his head, "I’ll pass." He smirked.
"Fine then, let’s settle this."
John stomped the ground as his muscles bulged and a glow enveloped him, using both Stephanie’s Muscle Strengthening and Julia’s Strength Buff. He still couldn’t see Theodore’s stats, which meant that he had tricks or he was just that much stronger than him, but John believed in his own experience and battle senses.
Theodore’s fingers started emitting smoke and electricity crackled on his body as his face remained calm. John couldn’t discern a single expression on his face, but he didn’t care and threw himself at him, making the first move with the Venomlash in one hand and a Shadow Claw in the other.
Both of his deadly weapons swung in a wide arc and slashed at Theodore, but John’s attack only struck a mirage of Theodore’s figure. It was at this moment that he noticed his eyes glowing red and bloodlust oozing from his eyes as they were full of rage, rage directed towards him.
"I can’t say I didn’t try being nice," he snarled with an emotionless face. Theodore vanished, then reappeared behind John with his fist flying fast and striking his spine, but John twisted his body and avoided the critical blow by a hair’s breadth. He lashed out with a sweeping kick and used the chance to slash at Theodore’s belly with a Shadow Claw, his palm aiming at his opponent’s chest.
Theodore growled and parried both attacks with an iron rod, stepping away and widening the distance between the two. He scowled as his red orbs rested on John.
Theodore lifted his iron rod into the air and brought it down in a brutal motion. The forceful impact of the strike shook the earth as an energy field was sent hurtling in his direction.