The Player is a Part-Timer

Chapter 17: Dark Storm Brewing (part 2)

"Got you!"

"Stay on your guard!"

The barrages of the werewolf and the elf were ceaseless. The valkyrie used his conjured armour and lance, the werewolf his sheer might to outmatch their opponent! From the side, their companions supported their effort the best they could!

But no matter all their might and labour, all assaults were shot down by simple yet fluid moves. It was almost like their opponent was only testing them!

"A brawler werewolf, and a valkyrie elf? What a splendid combination!" Rorschach muttered, holding both combatants in lock at once. In one direction, holding the lance gently between two fingers, in another way a tight grasp squeezed the towering teen's heavy fist. A knuckle that looked coated with some green energy.

"I can't pull it back!"

"Just what the hell...! Guah!"

'Crack! Crack! Crack!'

Slowly, the Ki-hardened fist started to break and creak under the pressure exerted, just like the lance, deep cracks appearing all along the weapon.

"It can't be...!"

"Hmm, the quality of metals and Ki in this world are truly poor. Or is it that you are not using their full potency? We will find it out, eventually."

"Bastard...!"

Another firm squeeze and the instruments of destruction broke, the shockwave and the pain making both attackers recoil.

"Fucking shit!?" The wolf's hand dangled like a boneless fist, trying to squeeze it to put the bones in his fractured hand in place.

"We need to do something, fast..." The elf discarded his broken instrument meanwhile, another one conjuring in his hand. Heavier and sturdier looking than the last. Several more weapons appeared behind his back, floated by some invisible force.

"You don't say." Retorted his colleague mockingly.

"Don't start now!" Spat the elf some blood, even his armour bore cracks.

"Now then! Hear my words, you who stood against the League of Dominion! Witness our might and despair!" Dominus started to laugh, spreading his wings floated above the battlefield. Two pairs of wings, in design different than of a normal devil, bathing in infernal presence, giving him a look befit to a future dark lord!

"He is starting it again..."

"Yeah..."

"That's our boss!"

"Yeah!"

"Show him, Dominus!"

"Ye-Yeah! Lord Dominus is the best!"

His servants either cheered or shrugged seeing the display. Nonetheless, the trap is set!

"Now then! Make your last prayer! For only despair awaits you at the end of the road! The game is over! The end is here..." He boasted, giving the signal to his servants to activate the trap!

"Here we come..." Thanks to the two standing on their toes until now, the rest managed to conjure a trap. A plan, which will hopefully put down this "monster"!

"Oh! I see..." Looking around, the world shifted around the servant, turning into a twisted garden, filled with spooky trees and creatures approaching from all directions.

"How... quaint. I see, so an illusion? These children... shall I entertain them further?"

Slowly but surely, the shadow creatures approached, ever closer, aiming their ranged attacks at him. Dodging, he cut them down one by one, and the beings crumbled to dust.