"I am! The Great Flaming Fist!" Vincent scread as sparks began to appear all around him before they extended outwards by evolving into a fla. The flas rushed outwards with Vincent as the center, but soon, they began to rotate.
A fla tornado was ford and as seconds passed by, it only grew and grew until it covered the entire gladiator ring.
The screams of the gladiators drowned Vincent's own roars and the spectators that were sitting at the front seats were forced to run as far as they could as just the heat alone made them feel like they were getting cooked alive.
Keith who was silently watching, frowned when he saw Vincent's skin peeling off while he was inside the flas. This wasn't supposed to happen as Vincent had complete immunity towards his own flas.
'An ability to redirect damage? There should be a limit to this right?' he asked himself as his gaze locked onto the guy who hadn't shown his awakened ability yet. He didn't have any interest in the rock golem guy as he knew that he'd be effected by the flas in one way or the other.
'It doesn't matter if the flas can't directly hurt this guy. The heat alone will be able to cook him from the inside, but I have no choice but to help this reckless idiot now.' he cursed Vincent before using everything in his power to boost his physical regenerative powers.
Almost a minute later, the size of the fire tornado began to reduce, but the spectators weren't surprised to see Vincent crouching on the ground with burn marks all over his body but they were surprised when they saw the damage reflection guy lying on the ground, burnt to a crisp.
'Good thing that he didn't have the capability to perfectly reflect all damage. It looked more like he took around thirty percent of the damage and returned back seventy percent. Though, it would have been great if I managed to get my hands on this ability but it is what it is.' Keith thought as he felt slightly tired.
Vincent on the other hand, weakly stood up, stumbling a few tis as he tried to stay on the ground before looking up at the golem guy who was still standing. The stone golem slowly lifted up it's leg, but Vincent raised his arm, "I give up."
He knew his limits and since he had taken too much damage, he decided to forfeit as his life was more important then a re win. He was brave and slightly reckless, but he knew when to stop. Or at least this was what he personally believed.
Keith on the other hand, was absolutely annoyed since he had to use quite a bit of his energy to heal Vincent.
'Well, I healed him up so I guess that could be considered as a gift. The free awakened ability upgrade can be saved for later.' he thought, but even though he didn't plan on giving Vincent anything, he still decided to automatically count this as a "draw" for the daily quest and disabled the punishnt for failure just for this one day.
As he saw Vincent safely walk out of the arena, he let out a sigh of relief and got back to work.
It took him a while to set everything up, but once he did, he couldn't stop himself from smacking his own forehead.
"How in the hell is the water going to get filtered when there's no way for it to pass through the leather? Oh god I'm so dumb." he muttered, feeling slightly depressed.
Nonetheless, he quickly ca up with a solution and untied all the threads that kept the leather ends secured to the sticks and walked up to the others to see if anyone was free.
Everyone had taken on so or the other responsibility and were busy doing the work they picked. Brandon and Nathan took on the responsibility of gathering firewood and they were doing a great job.
In just a few minutes, they had already managed to cut more than ten dead trees and chop them up into manageable pieces. Caleb and Laura had gone off to find sothing to hunt while Alia and Clara were busy gathering wild berries, mushrooms and fruits without any knowledge on whether they were poisonous or not.
Keith took out his dagger and poked a few holes in the center of the leather before walking up to Clara.
"Hey, could you stitch a thin cloth on both sides of this leather for ? They must be in the center and cover all the holes that I've made." he said as he got close to them and Clara nodded, "Sure, but we'll need your help with Lady Seraphelle. I'm sure that she knows about the plants in this place, but I'm not sure if she'll help out if any of us ask her other than you."
"Sure. But you guys should have shown so trust in her at the start. Always expect to be treated the sa way that you treat others." he said and looked at Alia, "This applies to you mostly."
"What did I do wrong now? I'll kick your balls, you bastard."
Keith shrugged, "That exact reason, is why I said that. Just keep in mind that I can kick too and I'll do it with all my strength. The pain won't be as high, but I can close the gap by kicking you multiple tis. Will you be fine with that?"
"You... you're like a wild animal! Who in their right mind would kick a beautiful lady's private parts?"
Keith stared at her for a few seconds and shifted his gaze back to Clara, "Please don't let this witch corrupt you, and here." he said as he gave her the leather, "Thanks a lot. I'll go dig up a fire pit for us."
"Don't worry about her, she'll change. She just has the tendency to show all the bad traits that she acquired as a noble and the stuff she learned after getting disowned, to the people close to her. Especially n, so I must pray for the man who'll fall into the pits of hell." Clara said, her voice as calm as always but it hit Alia at the places where she didn't expect.
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