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Katana Assassin's POV
"Where am I?"
I dumbfoundely said as I found myself looking at this unknown place mindlessly, feeling the watery touch of something— its saliva and blood on my face.
"Where am I... again?"
This place... It's full of debris of stones and sharp glass that comes from something. As if this was destroyed beyond repair— like someone smashed this place into tiny bits of pieces.
"Well, It wasn't my problem." I sighed extravagantly, while still trying to comprehend where I was...
"Ahhh...shit, It hurts!"
That's when I felt this extreme pain in my forehead— like someone was pounding a large piece of metal directly into my brain.
Confused, I tried to remember why I was there and what's my purpose in going into this place.
"There's something that I want to do..."
Moreover, I know that something was wrong, but I still can't comprehend what it was or the place where I am right now.
I am not a moron, after all, I have a purpose for going to this place.
"Goodbye for now, and see you soon, Keizen Al Nevestria."
I heard an unknown yet familiar voice— it's something that I know too well like it's something much darker than the dark mages of this Empire suddenly chanting for the dark arts.
"It never was like this..."
It's the malice of that voice that gives me extreme chills the most— as if you're being suffocated and someone was strangling you in the neck.
"That's not him...right?"
Tears immediately trickled my eyes when I finally learned where the hell I was. We planned to assassinate that son of a bitch, Keizen Al Nevestria who is also, one of the major contributors to the downfall of my family.
That's why I'm eager to plan out this attack— but see him right now. It's not worth it anymore even if we killed this bastard, the douchebag of the Empire.
Horn appeared on his head, with his eyes glowing in a dark color— wounds were currently evident in all parts of his body signifying him trying his best when I was passed out.
"It seems like he's possessed by something."
This power, he only used in dire situations like this one where there's a threat that can kill us in a battle— it also served as a last line of defense for us when things go bad.
"He should just listen to me."
Well, there are always consequences in using this type of skill. His insanity and urge to kill were strengthened to the core, that he couldn't even differentiate the people who were important to him, and those who were enemies.
That's why I advised him to use it in a battle if only I passed out.
Seeing him like this, I know that he used the power that I forbid him to use, and it's probably all of this power just to kill this man, the Douchebag of the Empire.
However, this easy kill that we anticipated led to this situation where we're gonna get caught— strong people were approaching the destroyed place of a mansion.
And this man, Keizen Al Nevestria. He's not like rumors that say about him. He's so powerful that even he, my man and that assassin fighting Keizen, was forced to use that dark power just to kill him.
Seeing him like this, I know that something's wrong. He can't say those words full of malice— as if something had happened in his transformation.
And the two still fought with everything that they had, when I was just watching like a spectator.
Although that bastard is wounded to the core and almost on the brink of death, he's still clashing head-on with my man, Ketan.
Even though we're not at the level of a master assassin— you can still consider us as someone who's a pro. But that man, not only did he fight us, he almost drove my man to the brink of insanity of using that technique with a voice like that full of malice.
"I have to kill that bastard fast so we can escape this hellish place."
That's why I leaped out of my location and prepared an attack where I put my all into a single slash to kill this man.
"Draw of the Descendant."
A slash imitating the power of an ancient one, when he tried to kill the Dragon of Supremacy. It was so powerful that I just managed to master this skill in its five percent form.
Well, using this technique will leave me weakened in two years— so you can say that I really use the final technique.
"Haaaaaaaa!"
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Keizen's POV
It's already been a while since we've exchanged blows by blows.
I managed to withstand his attacks empowered by Ethos himself...
Shinggg! Shinnggg! Booom! Boooom!
I was tired yet, I still pushed forward this body riddled with wounds. It was a hard fight like I didn't expect this type of battle in just my second day of this universe.
Although I know that I want to kill myself— my reason for it being in my hands only served as my only fuel to fight to the end in this battle.
Just with my battle experiences and this technique, The Equilibrium further pushed me through in this battle. I barely survived these relentless attacks that he gave me.
And looking at him, he seems like his soul has already been eaten by Ethos— looking at the dead eyes that he had on me.
Moreover, the only reason he kept fighting with me was his savage instincts, enchanted by the power of Ethos and also, losing his sanity entirely.
Booom! Booom! Booom! Booom!
"...Shit, I'm starting to lose...my focus."
I was starting to lose touch with my weapon— and my hands were numb so was my body in this rigorous battle.
That's when...
"Draw of the Descendant."
I felt a powerful attack that appeared behind me— it's something that will cut you apart like sushi if it manages to land on you directly.
"Ahh, goddamnit, that's the katana assassin."
As my sensitivity to the mana reached the peak with this ongoing life-and-death battle. I immediately felt where that came from, and I saw the katana user and the attack itself.
"Fuck..."
I lowered my body to dodge that devastating attack— like someone from the matrix. I barely managed to dodge it at the right time as it chipped a part of my hair. A few centimeters and my face will be one that will be chipped in my head.
Boooom!
The debris exploded from that attack, and smoke followed covering the destroyed hallway of the Marquis' mansion.
That's when that man appeared, riddled with wounds but still fighting like I am.
He slashed his scythe in an upward direction that immediately met with my spear— I managed to block it somehow with my experiences and sheer instincts.
Through that blocking, I rotated my body to give him a roundhouse kick in the head which landed straight to its target and he flinched in that attack.
However, the katana user immediately followed through as she used her technique again.
"I have to use it again."
She said as blood was flowing in her hand while she held her katana.
That's when a slash— similar to the attack earlier immediately followed. I evaded it by moving my body to the left, and I leaped myself and went in her direction.
"I have to take care of her first."
I used the stab of my spear that collided directly with the katana.
She tried to counterattack by using a kendo technique— katana moving in a downward direction that aimed to cut me into two pieces.
Well, I blocked that with my spear which was almost breaking apart.
Then, I delivered a blow straight to her body as she was slowed in our initial collision— I used a stab that aimed to directly kill her. But she tried to dodge that and leaped out.
But I directly stab her stomach making a hole in it.
"Shit, it hurts...."
She said when she tried to endure my attack. Blood immediately flows from the wound that I made in her body and saliva immediately foams in her mouth, replenishing the last one.
Shinggg!
We're going at each other's death for a while when I hear something...
"Scythe of Darkness."
That's when the man, suddenly appeared out of nowhere, attacked me with his scythe in an upward direction.
But I managed to pull through my consciousness and dodge that with just an inch of my hair— or else, I'm dead.
However...
"Ahhhh..."
The woman was cut vertically and her blood immediately protruded from the wound that she had on her whole body.
"Why....?"
She just asked groggily.
As her body was slowly disconnected from each other— her insides were seen dropping on the floor of the destroyed mansion. Her intestines, cut liver, her stomach, her heart and parts of her insides bloodied the devastating mansion full of debris and broken things.
"Scythe of... Darkness."
However, that attack was followed by another attack of the same wavelength that I managed to evade again... just barely with just the inch of my hair.
Another clash of the man of the scythe and the spear was heard in the destroyed hallway of the guestrooms.
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Guard Commander's POV
"Where is he?"
I wondered as we continued to search for the second son of the Marquis.
We know that various explosions were currently happening right now— and it seems like a battle was currently happening in the guestrooms of the mansion.
"Find him, everyone!"
However, we can't find the second son of the Marquis. That man was weak as hell and considered a trash of society in terms of mana potential.
So he can't be that someone who's fighting that battle. I'm pretty sure— afterall, the Empire already knows his mana aptitude.
Booom! Boooom! Booom! Shingggg!
We can't just approach that battle or we will be doomed, so our first priority was to find that bastard. Even though I hate that man, it's my duty as the guard commander to find his son, o we're fucked.
A part of the mansion was devastated by the attack, especially the guest room's hallway. It's pretty wrecked and that's where the battle is currently ongoing. I can sense it, afterall. I'm not just a newbie in battle.
Although I can join that fight, I still have a duty that I must do... so I can't for now.
"When are they going?"
I asked my informant of the current backup for this attack that was happening.
"They are already rushing... into this place, guard commander."
The informant said in a serious tone.
Afterall, we called for backup— the one that answered that was the Royal Guards of the Arkansas Empire.
It's one of the most powerful regiments of the Empire, directly taking orders from the nobles of the Marquis and higher-ups.
"Tell them to go faster, it seems like the battle is going to its conclusion. Find the second son everyone!"
I shouted with extreme vigor, as we continued to find the second son of the Marquis into this destroyed part of the mansion.
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Keizen's POV
Our continued clash was still ongoing— with this man who lost his sanity and killed his partner.
I deflected his scythe in an upward motion, immediately giving myself some breathing space to attack, a thrust that aimed at his head.
"Haaaah!"
I struck his head but he moved it aside in a desperate motion, and all I managed to hit was his horn which broke from his head.
He tried to counter that with a scythe attack trying to slash me but I dodged that with my extreme senses. Although I'm already fainting, I just resorted to my instincts that I had before.
Dodging, stabbing him, deflecting his attacks— an endless amount of exchange happened between us, not wanting to give up in this fight when suddenly...
Someone was heard from this monstrosity.
"Please...kill me."
The monster, or the scythe assassin before me suddenly said. His body suddenly stiffened and stopped moving altogether.
"Please...kill me, please...I beg you."
Tears dwelled in his dark eyes, when he said those words, he chose death over living.
"I don't want...to live anymore, please."
I looked at him— knowing that this man, suddenly got a hold of my soul in a hell of an unknown reason and was begging me to kill him now.
He looked like me when I lost everyone in that war.
Isn't it?
He was crying, an assassin was crying? And the one who was practically aiming for my life? It was pretty ironic, to be honest.
He didn't even showed his emotions when we were at each other's necks.
But right now, he's crying like a child begging for something...
"Please...I can't hold on...anymore."
Well, I decided to give his final request so that he would be dead for now— and also, I see myself in him, wanting to die because he lost his reason to live. I want to give him that, atleast, the peace of death.
"Okay..."
I immediately used a stab that connected to his head, piercing his skull, his brain parts, skull and brain juices immediately splattered in the destroyed spear that I had, slowly flowing it juices on the destroyed doormat of the mansion.
Blood immediately leaked out from his eyes, mouth and ears. He slowly falls into the debris of the mansion, enveloping the cruel death of a once formidable assassin, and his woman.
"Huahh."
I sighed in extreme relief knowing that I somehow managed to survive this attack.
As suddenly, weakness engulfed my well-being, and I felt asleep to the looming peace.
Maybe I will die? I don't know.