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| Adler von Bachmann, the Greatsword Knight from Borgia |
‘Oho, that rat of a man? You should’ve seen him when I
drilled through him like a shish-kebab. He squeaked your name like a rat with
his dying breath. His remains splattered everywhere and the zombies devoured
it!
And where
were you? You just went away and satisfy your selfish vendetta in Lore, far
away from your master’s side. Shame, shame on you.’
Hearing
this kind of accusation again, Adler lowers his head. His aura intensifies in
synergy with his sword. It always happens whenever he is angry. Seeing this
‘opportunity’, Nöac attacks with his lance and spider-legs all drilling, the Five Abyssal Gates. Adler, unexpected to
him, is still ready and focus, blocking all five blows with his five-way
attack, Fingers of the Blade.
And Adler doesn’t stop there. He counterattacks
with a jump slash, Pouncing Tiger Slash and
is about to hit his opponent’s head when suddenly the lance comes up and
parries!
‘You didn’t
expect that, huh? I left Borgia in his protection because he was the person I
trust and respect the most, and Sir Heinrich, despite being able to escape,
decided to stay behind to make sure the burn-down tactic a success. So, it’ll
be an insult to his memory to regret about not being there, and a greater
insult to be there but didn’t die in his stead. As I have a greater
responsibility as a Paladin, I believe I’m in the right track, to vanquish you
once and for all in honor of my mentor.
So, better
keep your worthless taunts to yourself, because I shall never buy it, even for
a zenny!’
‘Great,
let’s get to business then. HEEYAAAGH!!!’
Nöac drills
again! This time, not one, not five, but ten drills at a time! This skill, the Ten Pits of Underworld is both powerful
and quite versatile. To handle that, Adler goes defensive by spinning around,
blocking every blow with Eagle Whirlwind
Slash.
Nevertheless, one drill still manages to
breach the whirlwind barricade and hits Adler’s armor on the left waist! The
armor is cracked and the lance tries to penetrate Adler’s body, and before it
can go deeper, Adler’s hand grabs that lance to a stop! Luckily, his armor is
complete with iron gloves and the Eagle
Whirlwind Slash halved the force, so only the iron glove is cracked.
Adler gets
a flesh wound on his waist, which gets him thinking. I can’t go on like this! It’s time for some serious offensive!
‘Appetizer is over, Nöac! Now eat this! Tusks of Myriad Elephants!’
Again, the combo of
uppercut-straight-downward thrusts and slashes strikes randomly. The Spider
Knight might’ve seen it when Adler fought the giant spiders, but still, he
can’t predict so versatile a move, just parrying each and every blow that
comes.
Adler comes
behind Nöac as he finishes, and the result of his attack shows: black blood
sprays here and ther, and the spider knight limps a bit.
‘URK!’
Blood comes out from the x-shaped hole on the black knight’s visor. It’s clear
now that he suffers more wounds than Adler. The next moment, the dark aura all
over his body intensifies, and Adler can see its shape – like octopus tentacles
flailing here and there – a sign of maximum power.
Looks like he’s angry now. All right, time
to end this charade.
Adler also pumps his aura to the maximum by
drawing mana from his natural surroundings. For those who can see it, it’s as
through green leaves are swirling speedily around him.
Seeing
that, Nöac comments, ‘Hmm, I have to admit you’re strong, Adler. But your aura
is not compatible with Kraal’shazar, and
it’ll backfire on you sooner or later. I hope it’ll be now.’
Adler answers,
‘Thanks for your concern, Black Prince. But before it happens, I’ll destroy
you, the Heir, the Dark Forces and even the Sodomos himself to free this fair
Freidle. So, enough chatting and let’s get this going! HEEEAAAHHH!!!’
CRICICICICICICIIIII!!!
Sparks fly as
the Viscount rushes forward, dragging his sword on the ground. Nöac also
dashes, and then jumps! Adler also jumps!
Adler
unleashes his finishing blow, Shattering
Heaven and Earth. It’s the move he prfected in each battle, namely with
Chimera, Robert Chandler, and Archdevil Arachus. He slashes to all angles and
with a great improvement to his lack of speed, the lines of attack looks like a
sun shining so brightly.
On the
other hand, Nöac keeps into drilling. Only this time, he attacks like sharp
teeth of a giant jaw, closing in to – ironically – Devour the Sun. Yup, that’s the name of the skill.
Soon, only sounds of clashing metals are
heard.
CLANG!
CLANG! CLANG!
And blood,
red and black, is sprinkling down like a drizzle.
CLANG!
CLANG! CLANG!
They exchange blow after blow like it’s going forever, until
at last the two push away from each other! Gritting his teeth, Adler dashes
forward again, this time to deliver a single, final blow! Nöac also dashes with
the Carrion Lance drilling in top speed and full power.
CRRRANNNKKK!!!
The lance
and the great sword are pushing against each other, tip-to-tip! The forces keep
culminating, concentrating on that impact point, going... going...
KA-BLAMMMM!!!
Gone. The
explosion throws the duelists apart from each other. Adler flies and hits a
wall, slides down and falls face-down on the ground. He is seriously injured
(and never too bad thanks to the protection field from an Alliance mage). Still conscious, Adler looks
straight towards his opponent.
Nöac is
also down on the ground. He seems immobile, but then Adler sees his spider legs
moving and he sighs, thinking.
Damn! That brute is stronger than me! Even
with a stronger weapon, and my finishing move, I still can’t finish him off!
Darn it... my body feels numb. I... I can’t move a muscle! Oh... no, no! Nöac
is getting up! And... he’s coming right here!
Come on, Adler, get up! Get up! You don’t want to end up
here in disgrace, do you!?
Adler now feels the terror of seeing his
death face-to-face. He has done his best, and yet it’s not enough. Will his
journey end on his opponent’s lance? Will he become a ghost, trapped between
this world and afterlife because of an unfinished business?
His eyes
widen. He screams a protest to this unfair, cruel world as the lance is
drilling a few inches away from crushing his head into pulp...
C-THUNNNKKK!!!
‘AAARGGHH!!’
Huh? I feel pain, but it is not much! I
must be dead now, but I still feel my wounds painful!
Adler looks up again and is surprised.
The... the lance is stopped! And... and this
big guy, Desmond deflected it!
No! Adler is not hallucinating. Desmond
Edmundsen, the hefty blacksmith from Bjordan, one of the Twelve really did it,
driving Nöac into an extreme rage.
‘DAMN YOU!!
DIE!!!’
The four spider
legs attack in unison to teach the lightly armored berserker the last lesson of
his life. And again, he is stopped! Kyflynn parries the two right legs with his
twin daggers, and Tina blows the tip of her wand after blocking and freezing
the other two.
‘Humph, now
I’m convinced. You Alliance
scums always band together to engage a single enemy. Such cowardice is
what I expect from you maggots!’ Noac sounds disappointed – again.
Kyflynn
always does the talking, ‘Sorry to disappoint you, spider-man, but you are a
disappointment yourself. Attacking a helpless opponent, such is expected from
the typical dark scum like you. So, we just returned that favor. Since you’re
so strong, why don’t you take the three of us altogether? I think that’ll
satisfy your thirst of a good, fair fight.’
‘No,’ says
a voice suddenly. ‘Stand aside, you three, let me handle him.’
Kyflynn
looks back from the corner of his eyes and is shocked to hear that from a
heavily wounded warrior, Adler. But, what shocks him more is the supposedly
wounded Viscount just walks firmly like he never been injured before, and this
time his body is emitting dark aura so thick and intense like all hell is loose
inside him.
His eyes
are bloodshot. He is consumed by rage and the fear of failing and losing his
self-esteem, plus his body is so weakened that the dark power accumulated
inside the Deathblade begins flowing inside him, amplifying sevenfold until
it’s too much and demands release, or it’ll consume Adler’s body instead.
Experience
and understanding of such mechanism drive Kyflynn’s party to move out of the
way.
‘GYAAARGHH!!!’
Adler and
Nöac charge on each other, exchanging blow after blow, giving all they have
until...
‘GHRAAAKK!! GHRAAAKK!! KRAAL DU EGA
BHARRROOOMMM!!! (Attack! Death to all enemies!)’
Adler knows
it at once. Orcs! Damn! I must alert the
troops, but I can’t break away from this fight! Kyflynn, Dar’gum, I hate to
admit it but it’s up to you now.
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