If Jon Stones had a virtual interface status, at this mont, he would be receiving a spam of warning notifications about his current state.
The simple act of breathing now beca a chore to this powerful Pugilist.
Every breath that he drew in left his lungs like they were on fire.
The light that shone into his eyes now felt so penetrative like he was a demon that was being purged by the purifying light of the Light God.
His body felt like it was on fire, from his bones, his blood, everything felt so painful like a thousand knives were constantly stabbing at his organs.
"Urggh…!" Jon Stones groaned and growled deeply at the pain.
At this mont, not only was his health points below 5% and at a critical level, but his mana points were also at a critical level below 10%.
He was already at his wits end and he was realistic, he recognized it and was why he no longer deed it fit to keep on resisting.
If he was going to die, he would die like a warrior.
That was Jon Stones' creed.
With his bloody eyes, he glared at his 4 opponents who at this mont were looking down at him with victorious smirks and relieved expressions on their faces.
He chuckled. "I lost…"
"Do not defile , give the honor of dying a warrior's death".
Jon Stones said this with so much pride and emotion that even his opponents were affected. He may have lost the battle, but his pride was not lost.
He still viewed himself as the strongest superhuman to have graced Planet Darvis. The re fact that it took an Ancient Red Dragon, an Ancient Orc Warlord, and 3 talented Grade C humans to overpower him further solidified this fact.
Clown looked down at this warrior with strange emotions on his face.
"I admire you as a warrior, but to further my plans, you must die".
Clown raised his Elentalist staff as an aggressive fire energy started gathering at its tip, the atmosphere grew tense and even slightly sad.
Jon Stones accepted his fate and closed his eyes.
…
"Commander, what are your orders?"
A blonde-haired middle-aged man turned to face the group of powerful Pugilists that were standing before him. He may not have gone through any battle yet, but the weariness on his face suggested that he was ntally exhausted.
Commander Kratos was the residing Commander of the headquarters of the Pugilist Academy, the whole Might Dojo answered to him.
Jon Stones may be the founding leader, but he was too engrossed in his martial arts training to pay any attention to the day-to-day governing of his organization, it was Commander Kratos who relieved him of these duties.
At this mont, this Commander was now faced with a difficult decision.
For the past 2 hours, they had to watch from afar as their leader fought alone. They didn't feel it much since Jon Stones dominated the battle, but once the Red Dragon and its rider ca, everything changed.
Jon Stones could no longer dominate, he was now dominated.
The thousands of Pugilists in the Might Dojo were forced to watch from afar as their leader was beaten to the point of near-death state, and now they also had to watch as Jon Stones was about to be killed.
Commander Kratos pinched the space between his eyebrows, his face showed extre stress. "My wife and my daughter?"
"They are with the other evacuating female and children in the tunnel".
"All they are waiting for is your final order to finally evacuate them".
As the Captain said this, tears were already welling in this Commander's eyes. He looked at his dying leader, then he pictured his endangered family.
"Captain Dawn".
"Yes, Commander".
Commander Kratos turned to look at him. "Tell my wife and daughter that I am sorry".
Captain Dawn was confused. "What do you an?"
"With the power vested on as the Commander of the Might Dojo, I appoint you as the leader of the evacuating party".
"…" Captain Dawn was shocked.
"You can't do that sir…, I am needed in the battle…"
Commander Kratos glared at him. "This is an order!"
Captain Dawn gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, then he bowed his head even as his body shook. "Yes, Commander".
Commander Kratos patted this warrior on the shoulder as he wiped his tears. "Please keep my wife and daughter alive".
"Now go!"
Captain Dawn paid his last respects before turning to leave.
As the Captain left, Commander Kratos closed his eyes and clenched his fists as he let the guilt and realization of what he was about to do settle in his mind.
The next mont, he opened his eyes and they glead with a fiery zeal.
"Jon Stones gave my life…"
"I will repay this debt and give him mine!"
"For the leader!"
"FOR THE LEADER!"
An army of Pugilists rallied behind him.
The Pugilist Academy was a peculiar organization. Despite the fact that their leader was the strongest superhuman on the planet, they had no 2nd Grade C Pugilist, Jon Stones' student deserted the academy long ago.
Though they never prayed for a day like this, Commander Kratos kept up to date with all the latest ans that were available to superhumans.
The next mont, he brought out 3 scrolls.
All 3 scrolls emitted an aggressive aura.
Without hesitation, Commander Kratos opened the first 2 scrolls.
"ROAR!"
"HISS…!!!"
From the 2 scrolls ca out summoned beasts, a Grade C Ice Salamander and a Grade C Myriad Poison Snake. As soon as they arrived, they received their target as without hesitation, they charged towards their target.
BOOM!
A mighty water beam was unleashed by the Myriad Poison Snake the next mont, right at the mont when Clown was about to end Jon Stones' life.
After a mighty collision, water and fire cancelled each other out, buying just enough ti for the 2 Grade C beasts to arrive and rescue their patron.
With Jon Stones temporarily saved by the 2 powerful beasts, Commander Kratos decisively opened the last scroll, exposing its contents.
A sturdy Grade C Water Elentalist Barrier was exposed from the scroll.
This Elentalist barrier covered Jon Stones and the 2 summoned beasts in its periter, isolating only the 4 Grade C enemies outside the periter.
As soon as this happened, Commander Kratos finally pulled out his twin Sabers. He may be only a Grade D superhuman but at this mont, he exhibited no fear even when he was going up against 4 Grade C superhumans.
At this mont, his zeal to protect his leader burned in tandem with the other thousands of Pugilists who now stood behind him.
"United we stand…, divided we fall".
"We either save our leader today, or we die trying!"
Like the leader that he was, Commander Kratos led from the front.
He led the charge out to go et the 4 Grade C superhumans, no fear or suppression of grades could affect him any longer, he was in a special state.
Thousands of Pugilists charged after him at the Grade C Superhumans.
On top Craxes, Din looked down at the Pugilists with disdain.
"Bruciare!"
With a mighty roar, Craxes breath Dragon Fire.
The Pugilists ran into it without fear.
"FOR THE LEADER!!!"
BOOM!
*****
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