Eiro looked at Krog as he stepped out of the arena, having to be supported by so healers. With a flick of his wrist, Eiro quickly helped heal him as much as much as possible.
"E-Eiro, I... I'm sorry..." Krog muttered, looking down at the ground, but Eiro simply let out a deep sigh, "What are you apologizing for? It's not your fault in the slightest."
"Yeah, but your plan was... to have the four of us be at the peak, right..? Now that won't happen... just because of ..."
Eiro rolled his eyes as he stepped up to Krog. He stood in front of this man that towered above him, and proceeded to hit his stomach. It clearly had an imnse amount of power, so much so that a shockwave seed to continue even beyond Krog's back. However, the warrior just stood there, having taken that attack easily, despite the clear shock of the two people still trying to support him.
"What was that for?" Krog asked annoyed, and Eiro smiled at him, "Nothing. Co on, the others are waiting."
Krog rolled his eyes annoyed as he placed his arms behind his neck, and walked toward the stairs with a loud groan, "But seriously, that guy was super strong. I wonder if I could beat him if I tried again."
"I'm sure you will." Eiro said with a smile, as he slowly turned toward the two healers, "Oh, and you guys... I'm sure you can keep what just happened here a secret, huh?"
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"What? He has a-" Solomon asked, shocked as he heard what Eiro had just explained, when suddenly soone else ca rushing into the room.
"Dad! That guy, he's not from here! He's-" Arc exclaid, his face so pale as if he had just seen a ghost, and Eiro let out a slightly annoyed sigh.
"I know. He's a quite special case. But... I wasn't aware of that yet, Arc, thanks for telling . I guess that supports my theory though." Eiro pointed out, "He really does seem to have a unique skill."
Arc looked back at Eiro with a deep glare, "A unique skill? What kind?"
Eiro turned toward his son and locked eyes with him for a few monts, before shaking his head, "You're not eting him, Arc."
"But-"
"No. You're not." Eiro interrupted Arc imdiately, "That guy is incredibly dangerous. Depending on the extent of his power... even I might have trouble dealing with him, considering the type of ability it seems to be."
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Eiro stepped into the arena once more. Jess had won her quarter-final fight easily, so in the semi-finals she would have to fight that man. Eiro tried to inform her about what he thought his ability to be as much as possible, but soon, it had gotten to the point where it was Eiro and Jas' turned to fight. And he didn't want to be rude toward him, so he concentrated his attention toward his friend instead.
The crowd cheered as Jas and Eiro stood in the arena, as the two friends looked at each other. And soon, the bell was rung, signaling the start of the fight. The second that this was the case, Eiro swung his arm to the side, and caused an explosion of force right in front of Jas. However, despite Eiro not weakening the attack just because Jas was the one he was fighting, he stood there unbothered by what had happened.
Or rather, that's what it looked like, since the cloud of dust that had ford around Jas made it hard to see what just happened.
Jas used an ability given to him by the special class that he had finally achieved. His physical ability and his stats had risen so much, on top of the amount of classes that he had cycled through before this, so that he was given a special class. He was the first out of the three to get to this stage.
His class was the 'Assassin hiding in the Light'. A special class that only Light Elves can reach, due to its nature. This special class allowed Jas multiple new things. First of all, his speed had been considerably increased, and his agility and dexterity stat growth was incredible in this class. But that wasn't all that this class allowed him. By exchanging his stealth-based abilities after attaining this class, he beca an assassin that stood in the forefront. A being that was supposed to hide was now wide in the open.
And of course, that ant that he had to receive abilities that let him live in the world of light. And this is where the nature of light elves ca in. A light elf. A special sort of hybrid race. Elves were a folk that had achieved sothing that others hadn't. They didn't have clans, they had entirely different races. And that gave their hybrid offspring certain qualities as well.
The high elves, a race blessed by magic, and the dark elves, a race rejected by magic. Their offspring created light elves. A race both blessed and hated by magic at the sa ti. Until now, Jas had never been able to so much as push out the tiniest ounce of mana out of his body, but now, that was different. His body had started being capable of using magic for a specific sort of magic, only possible due to the special nature of a light elf's mana.
Jas was able to solidify his raw mana, forming it into weapons that seed as if they were made out of pure, solid light. Right now, he was using it to simply coat his daggers, since it was easier and quicker to use this way, and he didn't have the chance to experint with this new ability too much, but there was one quality that he certainly was trying to make use of now.
Mana rejected other mana. That was why a mage could not suddenly control sothing influenced or created through another's mana. And this being the case, Jas was able to use this ability to create solid barriers that protected against magic nearly perfectly. And with the way that he was using it now, coated onto his weapons, he could cut through another's magic in a quite surreal way.
So what Jas had just done was cut through the blast of force created by Eiro's magic. This was the sort of fight that the two agreed upon.
If Eiro went all-out against Jas, Jas would never be able to win against him. That was an undeniable fact. So, Eiro was only allowed to use magic in his fight against Jas. If Eiro ever used non-magical ans of attacking or defending, it was his loss.
Of course, at the end of the day, this loss just an that Jas would quickly give up so that Eiro could proceed anyway, but the two of them would know that Jas was the one that had truly won this fight between them.
Just that there was one part that still made this fight incredibly tought for Jas. He jumped to the side, holding his ribs in pain as he looked to the side, seeing a thin bar of rock that Eiro pushed out of the ground during the explosion.
"Well, shit..." Jas groaned with a broad grin on his face, "Guess I really have to be more careful, huh?"
Quickly, Jas rushed forward toward Eiro, while the demon was throwing all sorts of magic at him. But Jas was able to react to everything rather quickly. He either cut through the projectiles that Eiro had shot at him, or he dodged the other magical attacks that he wouldn't be able to cut through too easily. But as the fight went on, and Jas actually got rather close to Eiro, the Demon noticed that sothing had changed. Jas had done sothing to his skin, sothing that he hadn't seen from him before. He imitated Eiro to an extent, and fused this new ability into his skin.
Like this, raw magic wouldn't be able to hurt him as easily anymore. Of course, the heat of magical flas could still scorch him, and the montum of a rock thrown at him with magic would still hurt and rip his skin. That was sothing that Jas could not defend against, so this was certainly no omnipotent ability.
However, it didn't have to be. It was incredibly powerful. Jas was an incredible fighter, just from his raw skill. Since Eiro made him a new arm that he was able to move as if it was his real arm, Jas beca able to display his true capabilities again. And now that he had the ability to defend against, and even to an extent use magic? That really changed things for Jas. Eiro was glad that he had grown this powerful.
If Jas had turned out to be soone that Eiro had been able to knock out in an instant, just like all the others that he fought in this tournant... Eiro would have been nothing but disappointed. He wouldn't have been able to call Jas a true friend. But now he can. With a smile on his face, as Jas got even closer than before, Eiro shot forward a compressed ball of magic. It was basically just raw mana that he had compressed an incredible amount. It was unable to do a lot of damage, but it had quite so force.
It shot at Jas. It moved incredibly slowly, but sohow he wasn't able to dodge it. Instead, Jas tried to cut through it with his dagger. It cut half an inch into the orb, and then the solid mana simply shattered into pieces, overwheld by this raw amount of mana.
It pushed through Jas' normal blade, and hit the center of his chest, pushing Jas back to the other side of the arena in an instant.
But instead of being pushed into the wall and falling unconscious there, Jas had been able to catch himself, and kept standing there.
"I'm not done yet." He practically roared, but Eiro couldn't help himself but chuckle. He walked up to Jas, and extended his hand forward. And then, Eiro flicked Jas' forehead with his finger, before the light elf simply fell over backward.
"Hah... hahah... Alright, I give up." Jas laughed, with an incredibly broad grin on his face. As the fight was announced as over, and as Eiro was nad the first of the two people that would fight in the finale, and the crowd cheered after watching this incredible battle, Jas looked into the bright sky, happy about beating Eiro in a fight for the first ti in eight years.
After all, even a simple flick of the finger that did just a single point of damage counted as a non-magical attack.
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