"A teor?!" Zaroth cursed aloud, his voice laced with disbelief.
"Oh, of course! Thought I'd finally caught a break? How naive. Spend a single night with Luna and fate decides to throw a fucking teor at my head!"
There was no ti to rant. Rage was a luxury he couldn't afford right now. He got to action, sending a command to flee.
ROOOAAAAAARRR
Following its master's command, the colossal serpent went full speed ahead. If the teor was going to hit their general spot, then the best they could do was to get as far away as humanly possible.
Due to the sudden change in speed, Luna woke up in a heartbeat, getting ready to defend her master if the need arose. "What is happening?!" She spoke, getting out of the bed.
Unlike Zaroth, she quickly noticed she was naked and materialized clothes with a small portion of his mana.
"There is a teor heading this way!" Zaroth replied, summoning Nightshade.
While the panther saved the bed, as it was the only thing that could potentially be lost, Luna shifted to her dragon form. Zaroth and Vera got upon her back, and flew away.
While the serpent was useful if they wanted to travel while conserving mana, it was a slow thod of transport when compared to the mighty dragon.
Having fulfilled their purpose for now, Zaroth dismissed both the panther and the serpent.
"How long until it hits?!" Zaroth shouted to Vera. Thanks to the speed they were going at right now, it was hard to hear each other talk.
"Less than a minute!" she shouted back, barely able to hold onto Luna's bones.
"For fuck's sake, Luna, go faster!" He scread, getting next to Vera, who was about to be blown off, and pressed her down with his own body, ensuring she stayed in one place. It wasn't the most gentlemanly of moves when taking into account that he was butt naked, but Vera didn't dare voice a complaint.
Not when Luna's eyes shone and reached max speed. The sound barrier was broken multiple tis by the sheer force of her flight.
Zaroth's forehead broke into sweat. He had fought against countless beasts and humans, yet the most powerful and threatening thing never changed.
Nature was more dangerous than any Mythical beast or a million-man army.
A teor. Just happening to be aid at them? It felt too deliberate, too convenient. A setup. But that was the worst part of nature—it didn't need logic. It just was. And this was exactly what made nature so terrible. For she was unpredictable.
Everything can be going okay, only for a teor to co crashing down on your head.
Zaroth—even if he wasn't really a diligent student when he was in the academy— knew that part of the geography of the current world had been shaped by falling teors , so he wasn't going to make any attempt to stop it or change its course.
It wasn't like he could just jump and punch it into countless chunks after all!
So the next best thing was to fly away as fast as possible.
Judging by Luna's silence, it was clear that she too felt worried about the thing hitting them. Had it not been for Vera, they would have been royally screwed.
The change happened quickly. The scenery brightened up, going from dark night to an orange one, as the teor had painted the sky, marking its arrival.
The teor moved fast—frighteningly so. At one mont, it looked so distant that it appeared like a star.
And the next second, it passed over Luna's flying figure and hit the place where the serpent had been not too long ago. In the span of a minute, Luna had burned a large amount of her master's mana, taking them a few kiloters away from the place of the impact.
Zaroth's eyes had been on the teor until he realized that the light would make him blind, so he instinctively closed them and raised his hand, trying to shield them, head still in the direction of the teor.
Then it happened.
He saw them.
His bones.
Once the teor hit the water, a light so bright it dwarfed the sun's appeared. It passed through the atmosphere with no problem.
It didn't have a problem going through Zaroth's arm and eyelids either.
Even if it was only for a mont, he had been able to see his own bones with no resistance.
The teor had fallen so Luna stopped going forward, not wanting to tire her master's core too much.
'Is it over?' The question passed.
But then he realized the shockwave had yet to co. "HOLD ON!" He shouted, gripping Luna's body as hard as he could, trying to keep Vera close.
BOOM
The clouds disappeared in an instant. Luna's body was thrown away from the sheer power of the impact.
The surroundings around the fallen teor heated up, causing the water to evaporate from the heat. A mushroom cloud, towering over fifty ters, appeared.
Yet the energy was still there, as the mushroom cloud climbed higher and higher, reaching more than a hundred and twenty ters in height.
A colossal circular wave ford in the middle of the ocean, tall as the walls of the average capital of an empire.
Zaroth's eyes sprang open, scanning his surroundings. Luna's had fallen in the ocean, bones cracked in several places. Vera was still pinned below him—she, at least, was unhard. She wasn't one to take physical hits. Had Zaroth not taken the blow of the shockwave with his body, she would most likely have been in a critical state.
Ensuring that they were fine, his eyes went back to the mushroom cloud and the waves that were coming their way.
'Luna, we will be able to fly over them,' he realized, mind going into overdrive. His body was still full of adrenaline, fueling his thoughts even further.
"It seems that the worst has passed," he let out a sigh of relief.
They had survived the impact and the shockwave, so he doubted that there could be anything worse to co their way.
"Zaroth," Vera still below him called out, her voice sounding strained - no doubt her body aching due to what she had just been through.
Zaroth's face went a bit red, realizing that he had been naked all this ti. He rose to his feet bowing a little as if to say sorry.
"It's not that," Vera, catching on upon his reaction, shook her head and pointed to the sky once more.
"There are more," she warned.
The reddish color of his face disappeared, becoming paler than a ghost.
"Please say you're just fucking with right now," he prayed, eyes observing the sky.
But unfortunately for him, she wasn't joking.
He had spent the last minute questioning the absurd luck of a single teor targeting him—like the universe had a personal vendetta.
But he'd been wrong. Horribly wrong.
This wasn't one rogue rock.
This was a teor shower.
He looked up, his breath catching. What he'd taken for stars—dozens of them—weren't stars at all. One by one, he realized they were burning stones of death, each one large enough to erase a city. And they were all coming down.
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