Scarlet
The next day
Youre heading out? Michael asks, and I nod my head as I begin leaving the group to go up the stairs of the building, planning on heading directly towards the core of the Fracture. Be careful.
Dont worry, I call back as I jump straight up each flight of stairs, not bothering to take them one or two at a ti.
There isnt much I have to worry about anymore. Not in a Class I Fracture. And not when Im already at level 99.
It wont be long before I reach level 101, and fortunately, I wont have to worry about being disqualified. Because the Class I Solo Primaries are the very first primaries hosted in the tournant, starting on day three of the Interschool Tournants. Right after the team tournant that Michael and the others signed us up for on the second day.
But today the first day none of us have anything. And then the Demonic Assault hit, so the tournant was paused for the ti being.
Fortunately, the tournants are all built with the Demonic Assaults in mind, leaving plenty of spare ti an entire two weeks later, after the original last day of the Interschool Tournants, for delays like this. And thats with each tournant having extra ti added to it to accommodate delays.
I cant help but smile as I climb the stairs until reaching the point where I hear what Im pretty sure is the captain. Only to frown when I hear soone else already fighting him.
Damnit. Looks like were too late.
In that case, I listen to the surrounding floors for any powerful demons to hunt instead before finding what sounds like a breeder with so knights a couple floors above . So I continue up the stairs until I reach that floor and imdiately enter it, searching the floor for the demons.
And it doesnt take long to find the demons in question and to quickly clean them up, the things only being level thirty for the breeder and level fifties for the knights. aning they didnt give any EXP.
Damn. That was a waste.
I begin to turn around, only to pause as the building suddenly shakes and the ergency lights begin to flicker.
The heck? I mutter with a frown while looking around.
Then the ergency lights turn off entirely, indicating that the building has lost its ergency power.
Not a major problem this ti since its a Class I Fracture, but it might increase casualties. So I should go help whoever is fighting the captain now.
My frown grows deeper though as I hear loud crashing sounds coming from below. Sounds that are not like anything Ive really heard before in a Fracture. Well, outside of floors collapsing, but would there really be so many floors collapsing at once?
As if answering my question, the noise continues getting closer and closer until it gets practically right beneath , making jump backwards in the large room Im in right now, the red moonlight illuminating what I am assuming is so sort of lobby. Then the floor collapses at the corner of the room next to the entrance, following which a man jumps straight through and lands crouched in the lobby.
Oh shit.
Before he even stands up straight, I easily recognize this man from the wanted labels on who knows how many websites and posters Ive seen around the city. Hes one of the Class III Rogues currently loose in the city a term used for Guardians whove turned to cri and he is incredibly dangerous.
Just the fact that hes Class III already has on edge, much less his radiation magic.
The man is wearing so sort of gold and black magi-tech suit with a reactor core in the center of the chest and various armor platings scattered throughout his body, with two blades extended from both hands that are covered in an orange glow as he slowly stands up from his crouch, focusing his eyes on . And the warning bells going off in my head imdiately upgrade to sirens as I feel my inherent danger sense going crazy.
Target is confird, he says, a light grin spreading across his face. Now, we can either do this the hard way, sweetheart, or we can do this the easy way. With you offering your head to on a silver platter.
I fight the urge to roll my eyes that hed even say that before I look around the room, trying desperately to find a way out.
Fucking damnit, why didnt I just listen to the university staff and let them give bodyguards?
Because it hurt your pride, Tar answers, sounding afraid himself.
Damn my fucking pride.
If I survive this, rember to slap in the face if I reject bodyguards again. I just honestly didnt expect people to actually hire high Class Rogues to assassinate just because of my candidacy in the Primaries.
Its literally just day one of the tournant for crying out loud!
So whats your answer, sweet cheeks? the man asks again, sounding like hes getting a little bit impatient as he waves his blades around in circles, drawing figures in the air with the radiation flowing off of the blades. Radiation that has chills running down my spine even from here.
I continue to look around for a few seconds, but I dont find a single way out. So I sigh and imdiately activate basically everything I can activate just in the hopes that itll startle him into giving a running start, but it doesnt work. The man just shakes everything off and sends out a blade of radiation that strikes the ground right next to where I tried running into a wall to break through it. And to make matters worse, the blade imdiately turns into a blaze of radiation, blocking off my escape.
The man clicks his tongue as he begins walking towards while saying, You couldnt have just chosen the easy way? Youthful pride these days. Wouldve saved you from a lot of-
He cuts off as another crash echoes through the building, bringing both my and his attention to the window to find a man straight up floating through it with blue eyes made seemingly out of so sort of vicious watery sli. A man I very much recognize from television.
What the fuck is he doing here?!
The man practically glues his terrifying eyes to the mont he sees , water beginning to rise into the air all around him before he steps over here. And right when the Class III Rogue that was about to kill begins to open his mouth to speak, the new guest swings his arm straight towards him, transforming it into a giant tentacle that quite literally turns the Class III Rogue into a freaking paste on the wall with ease as he continues walking towards without a word.
I alternate my gaze between him and the now dead and very clearly unrecognizable Class III Rogue, only to focus on him again when he gets within a few ters of .
Then I blink as I realize that he really does look a lot like White.
Before I can say anything or ask why hes here though, Blue stops right in front of and grabs by the throat with his once again human arm, lifting into the air while looking directly into my eyes.
Shit. Im not entirely sure, but I think I mightve preferred the other guy.
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