"Count Seres!"
The knights couldn’t believe the state of their master. The assailant had the count by the neck, having him face the knights with his expression bloody from severe beatings.
His limbs were twisted in awkward positions with bones protruding from his left arm and right leg. The sight was horrifying to see, shedding light on the source of those screams.
"You... What have you done?!"
The commander roared in anger, his body trembling from his suppressed desire to act, but he and his n did not move. Things could get worse if they made any sudden movents to save the count.
They could only grit their teeth in anger, gripping their weapons tightly than ever. On the other hand, Jess stared at the knights with a stoic expression.
She tightened her hold slightly, eliciting a loud groan from the broken count. The sight angered the loyal knights to no end.
"Just stop!"
The commander couldn’t take it anymore. Seeing his master looking broken and helpless made his heart twist in knots – it was too much.
’Tch! Just you wait!’
They were not entirely helpless. One way or another, they were going to rescue the count. They just had to bide their ti.
"You claim you want the count to pay for his cris." The commander said. "Isn’t what you’ve done enough already?"
"Hehe, no." Jess gave a short laugh, shaking her head. "This isn’t nearly enough for the cri of killing my friends." She looked at the count’s pathetic figure and sneered.
"Killing him would also be going easy on this bastard."
"Then what do you want?" The commander was slightly confused. "You won’t kill him, and the count is too roughed up to do anything."
"Indeed," The catwoman nodded. "But who said anything about being the one to exact his punishnt?"
Her statent got the knights extra alert, their eyes and senses roaming around for any other assailant. They found no one and could only assu that whoever the catwoman referred to must be the one from that second explosion outside.
Jess observed the troubled expressions of the knights and couldn’t help but smile. She would never have imagined she would one day be powerful enough to ignore knights like they were nobodies.
’eting Caleb is the best thing that has ever happened to .’ Jess thought silently, her heart racing at the thought of Caleb. ’Let’s teach these morons a lesson.’
She was done venting her anger on the count. Even as powerful as she was, she knew not to go too far – laws were still applicable to her.
Moreover, given what she heard from the count, the royals would be dealing with the count soon enough.
A smirk erged at the corner of her lips when her senses picked up so movents. While the knights were angry and helpless, they weren’t entirely so. They were cooking sothing of their own.
Whoosh!
Without any warning, two projectiles moved from Jess’s right, instantly closing in on her position. She turned to look, noticing the first knight already on her with their sword in a vertical swing, aiming for the hand that held the count in place.
It was a good move and would have been successful had Jess had no domain sense. While it did not cover a kilotre and beyond in radius, it was still big enough to cover everything around.
The second knight was a ter behind, their job being to grab the count the mont Jess let go. Regardless of the choice she made, she was going to let go of the count. Their timing was on point.
At the sa ti, the commander and the others got ready to attack Jess the mont the count was taken away. Their mana flared around their swords, their spells at the ready.
’Hmph!’
Jess snorted inwardly and made her move. First, she let go of the count and bent back slightly, creating enough room for the knight to fly through. This was good, as it was one of the expected reactions.
She chose to save her arm instead of sacrificing it. The first knight smirked victoriously, knowing he had achieved his goal. Unfortunately for the knight and his partner, they were mistaken.
"!"
In one swift and fluid motion, the catwoman perford a manoeuvre that was too fast and unexpected. Even the commander barely followed the move.
A left high kick ca from nowhere, crushing into the face of the first knight, breaking their montum in an instant. The knight felt his world turn upside down, unaware of how he ended up in that state.
At the sa ti, the second knight stretched his hand out to grab the count. He was almost there. However, he noticed a blurry movent from the corner of his eye, and before he could react.
CLANG!
The first knight slamd into him with the force of a battering ram, sending both knights flying. The two ended up digging a trench in the soft ground until they ca to a stop several ters away.
And in that period, the count had not yet touched the ground.
"Wait!"
The commander roared in horror as his knights wasted no ti launching their attacks at Jess. They were already ready to unleash hell and had no doubt their comrade would succeed.
But what happened ca as a shock to the commander and the few who managed to see what took place. The command ca too late.
A rain of different long-ranged spells lit up the night as they rushed towards the count and the assailant. It was ga over for whoever stood in the path of the spells.
"For my friends..."
Jess muttered with a knowing smirk. Her figure flickered and disappeared, leaving the count to face the spells.
It was an unexpected outco, but a welco one. Jess couldn’t kill the count and was ready for Caleb to do his thing. However, knights killing their own lord made better headlines.
"Noo...!"
In an act of desperation, the commander dashed towards the count, chasing after the spells. Sadly, he was too slow.
BOOM...!!!
The spells finally arrived, burying the count in a blaze of flas, lightning, magma, and wind blades. The force behind the combination of these many spells ripped the surroundings apart, the shockwaves blasting the commander backwards.
Without a doubt, the count, who was defenceless and mostly unconscious, could not survive such an attack. He was torn apart by the very n who swore to protect his life – a tragic irony.
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