Chapter 13: Raphaël vs Griffus.
The fight between Sarah and Isabella now finished was Raphaël's turn and Griffus to fight.
Griffus with an overexcited smile stepped forward and put himself in the combat position.
Raphaël, meanwhile, looked disinterested in all that was going on.
'' Fight! '' Said Franck.
'' Wait ! ''
Raphaël The hand placed forward asked to stop the fight.
'' What is ... that there is? '' Asked Griffus.
'' Is there a problem? '' Asked Franck.
'' Yes. I would like to change my weapon. ''
Raphaël threw the sword he held on the ground and asked to receive another weapon.
'' Is there a problem with it? '' Asked Franck with the look riveted on the sword placed on the ground.
'' None. It's just that basic I am not a swordsman. I prefer to fight. ''
"So are you an archer? ''
'' Yes. ''
Franck turned his gaze to one of his soldiers.
He approached Raphael and handed him a bow and arrows.
Raphaël recovered the bow but refused the arrows which surprised the soldier who had brought them.
'' You can guard them, I don't need them. ''
With the fingertips, Raphaël was released his mana and shaped an arrow using the wind element.
'' I'm ready. '' He said.
'' In this case, fight! ''
When the signal was given, Raphaël has set off her arrow and she went straight to the Griffus front.
Griffus feeling the danger moved slightly to the left by reflex at the last moment.
Despite his dodge, Griffus was injured in his right ear and blood came out.
Without panicking he touched his ear with his right hand and licked the blood that flows.
'' This is my blood. It is starting to become very fun. '' Said Griffus with a large smile.
'' Is it strange, you no longer stammer? '' Asked Raphaël in an ironic tone.
'' ... ''
Griffus adopted a posture similar to a feline then rushed to Raphael at full speed.
His movements were so fast that Raphaël did not have time to react.
As he realized the attack, he was already within the reach of Griffus.
Griffus firmly grasped his sword and attacked Raphaël.
Raphaël dodged, leaping back but was slightly injured in the chest.
Raphaël placed his right hand on his wound and a green light appeared.
His injury began to close in sight.
'' Can you heal your injuries? I will have to hurt you so deeply that you will not even be able to use a healing spell. ''
Griffus resumed his special combat position and rushed in the direction of Raphaël and attacked him.
As Griffus was rushing, Raphaël shaped an arrow of wind and positioned his arc in front targeting his opponent.
He readjusted his position by taking five steps back.
When Griffus attacked, his sword sharp in the void passing only a few centimeters from Raphaël.
Griffus surprised at the failure of his attack given Raphaël's arrow getting closer to him.
It was an attack at close range of which he had no chance of dodging.
The arrow pierced his forehead slightly and dissipated by turning into wind.
Griffus stopped for a moment, then touched his forehead with his right hand and licked the flowing blood.
'' That's good ... my ... my blood. We ... would say that ... I lost ... ''
Griffus accepted his defeat and said it aloud.
He knew he had survived Raphaël's attack because he had canceled his fate at the last moment.
He had lost and yet he gave the impression of having obtained a contrary result.
'' End of fighting. Raphaël wins the fight. ''
'' I don't understand. My attack should have ... decide. How is it possible that ... that I missed? Did you use ... a spell is that it? '' Asked Griffus.
'' 1m76. '' Replied Raphaël.
'' Eh ? ''
'' 1m76. This is the size of your lengthening. I just made sure I stay out of your field of attack. ''
Griffus suddenly remembered the few adjustment steps that Raphaël had executed before his attack.
'' If you want to know how I did that, figure you that I was able to gauge the distances during your first attack. From the start, you had already lost. ''
'' I see ... I understand why ... I didn't feel anything during our fight. You are not an opponent ... pleasant to fight. You ... you think too much and your attacks are without ... emotions. I cannot give myself to ... thoroughly in this kind of situation. ''
'' Are you looking for excuses? ''
Franck struck with both hands to attract the attention of Raphaël and Griffus who was focused on debating the fight they had fought.
'' GOOD. The fights are now finished and we have been able to have an overview of your capacities. Some of your gestures are still awkward, but this is not a problem. We will not have time to improve all of this during training sessions. ''
He sighed and then addressed his soldiers in a loud voice.
'' Soldier ! Bring! ''
The soldiers dispersed as Franck had ordered.
As for Sarah and the others, they were taken to a house that was going to serve as accommodation.
End of chapter.