Seraphim Princess

Chapter 13 - Sleeping Avalon

Soon they reached the bottom of the stairs where they found a younger man perhaps around the age of 15 with short somewhat curly black hair and tired looking deep black eyes.

He was standing in front of what appeared to be an altar with a small child resting on it.

The man held up a large sword high above his head clearly about to bring it down; however Cebrail reacted instantly, sending her whip out much to his surprise.

Though caught off guard a bit the young man still managed to dodge by jumping to the side.

(He's stronger than the other two outside...)

"What happened to dumb and dumber? No, don't tell me..." He looked at Cebrail and Reginleif and put a hand over half of his face. "Don't tell me those two idiots actually lost to a couple of little girls!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!!!!" He began laughing hysterically as if he had just heard the best joke of all time. "Man that is good! I almost can't believe it! How could they be so-"

Cebrail was tired of hearing a crazy person insult their comrades so mercilessly, especially when one died so in the middle of his tirade she attacked him with her whip.

"As a wise man once said, 'talking ain't a free action' your babbling ends-" She was suddenly shocked as the end of her whip was caught in the middle of her words.

"Right back at you kid~" Pulling on the end of Rance he tosses Cebrail to the side like a rag doll causing her to slam into a wall. As she fell to the ground bits of rubble covered her body, and based on the lack of further movement from her it almost seemed like she was already out of the fight.

"Wow~ you went down quick kid!" The young man thinking Cebrail was out for good turned his attention to Reginleif who stared him down. Though she was still afraid she felt a great deal more confident after defeating Mark outside.

"Heh~ A little mouse thinks its glare could do anything to a human? How adorable~"

"Fire!" Reginleif sent a fireball directly for the young man who simply raised his sword. As the magical attack made contact it was instantly absorbed by the simple looking blade.

"Hehe~ seems like that new Cardinal Bishop wasn't completely full of crap. I honestly thought he might be playing a trick on me since this thing wasn't working on that barrier."

The Cardinal of the Church of Necessary Evil had given him the sword so he could break that child behind him out of her Sacred Gears barrier. She was one of the few remnants left of the Holy Sword Project making her a massive liability to the Church.

"Ugh my magic has really been proving kinda useless..." Reginleif mumbled to herself in annoyance.

(I'll focus on using the Earth.)

The difference between her fire magic and her earth magic was a simple one. For fire she used Norse rune to conjure something from words alone; however with the earth it was already there and so all she needed to do was manipulate it. That meant when it came to dealing with those resistant to magic it was the marginally better option as it did mostly physical damage.

"Stone Call!" Reginleif yelled, slapping her palm onto the ground just as the young man was beginning to charge her. Spikes of rock came from the ground curving towards him and obstructing his path, though not losing his confidence he smirked and lifted his blade. Supporting the sword with his hand he blocked the attack making the earthen spike split into two on either side of himself.

"Nice try ki-" Two feet firmly planted themselves into his face just as he was gloating, sending him flying into a nearby wall. Cebrail had drop kicked him after jumping out of the rubble.