"Oh? trying to run will you? But I can''t let you do that until I find my target." the man muttered to himself as he watched, students, staff and some citizens who are stuck here try to run away from him."
Suii—!!
Willing mana into his legs, the manunched himself toward one of the crowded exits of the hall.
sh, Suik, sh—!!!
He swung his w with cruel precision, cutting down anyone who came within his range like they were mere des of grass.
Cling—!!
Just as his w was about to cleave off a woman''s head, it collided with something sturdy, and a sound of metal shing against metal resounded in the air.
"Huh?" The man raised his eyebrow.
Who could stop my w?! – he thought to himself in surprise.
His question was answered when he saw a ck-haired boy with matching abyss-like eyes standing before him, blocking his sword with one of his own.
It was Adrian.
Using this split second when the the man was in a state of surprise, Adrian pushed away his enemy w stepped in with his right foot, spinning his body as he struck the man with a powerful kick to his abdomen.
Thwack—!!
The force of the spinning kick sent assisnate stumbling back a few steps before he regained his bnce and stared at Nero with wide eyes, surprised by the young boy''s speed and strength.
How could a he push me back?! – he thought.
In that brief exchange,Man realized that he couldn''t his guard down around Adrian and made a decision to go all out.
He dismissed his ck w and summons a long ck sword.
The hall fell into a momentary hush as the assassin summoned the ominous ck sword, the atmosphere thickening with anticipation. Adrian tightened his grip on his own de, his expression unwavering.
The sh resumed, a dance of steel echoing through the chaos. Adrian, though young, disyed remarkable skill, parrying the assassin''s strikes with a blend of agility and precision. The two figures weaved through the stampeding crowd, their deadly dance creating a small pocket of intense confrontation amid the panic.
As the sh intensified, onlookers glimpsed the determination in Adrian''s eyes, contrasting with the assassin''s cold, calcting gaze. Each movement seemed deliberate, a chess game yed out with lethal consequences.
The crowd, driven by a mix of fear and curiosity, began to form a makeshift barrier around the duel, watching the unfolding battle with bated breath.
Adrian, sensing the gravity of the situation, focused his energy. With a swift and unexpected maneuver, he disarmed the assassin, sending the ck sword ttering to the ground.
The assassin took out an hidden Dagger from his cloak.
Adrian and the assassin circled each other, a charged silence enveloping the hall. The only sounds were the muffled gasps of onlookers and the distant wails of sirens approaching the scene. The dagger gleamed menacingly in the assassin''s hand as he lunged forward with blinding speed.
Adrian deftly dodged, his movements fluid and calcted. He countered with a series of rapid shes, aiming for the assassin''s vulnerable points. The dance of des intensified, the sh of steel reverberating through the hall.
The assassin, adapting to Adrian''s assault, expertly parried the strikes with his dagger. Their footwork was a symphony of precision, each step calcted to gain an advantage. The crowd watched in awe as the twobatants disyed a mastery of their respective arts.
In a daring move, Adrian executed a spinning kick, aiming for the assassin''s midsection. The assassin, however, anticipated the attack, sidestepping with uncanny agility. He retaliated with a swift thrust, but Adrian, showcasing incredible reflexes, twisted his body, narrowly avoiding the deadly point of the dagger.
The exchange continued, a whirlwind of steel and skill. Adrian''s movements were a blend of martial prowess and quick thinking, while the assassin relied on abination of speed and unpredictability.
The hall became a stage for their lethal choreography, each strike carrying the potential for a fatal oue.
As they danced, the assassin seized an opening, shing Adrian across the arm. A spray of blood marked the impact, but Adrian gritted his teeth, refusing to let pain slow him down. With newfound determination, he unleashed a relentless barrage of attacks, forcing the assassin on the defensive.
As both assassin and Adrian were in fearsome duel, a new figure entered the hall by the right door, were from other assissanes.
The new arrival, an enigmatic woman with flowing long blonde hair and piercing blonde eyes, entered the hall with an air of lethal elegance. Her form-fitting attire entuated a lithe and graceful silhouette, adorned with concealed des and mysterious symbols. Unveiled and unmasked, she bore an undeniable allure that belied the danger she posed.
As her gaze met that of the first assassin, a silent understanding passed between them. The hall, already steeped in chaos, seemed to bow to their presence. Without uttering a word, the blonde assassin extended her hand, and an invisible wave of energy rippled through the air.
Within moments, a hushed stillness settled over the crowd as those within the woman''s spell range fell under her control. Their movements became puppet-like, responding to her unspokenmands. The stampede ceased, and the once-frantic attempts to escape transformed into an eerie calm.
Adrian, engrossed in his duel with the first assassin, sensed the sudden shift in the atmosphere. He turned to find the blonde woman, her eyes locking onto him. Despite the chaos around them, a strange serenity emanated from her, as if she held the very essence of control within her grasp.
Swish—
Dashing forward, Adrian dodged a fist to his face. He fell to his knees and leg-swept several people off their feet before getting up and continuing forward.
As that fight went on, a couple of cadets tried to stop the blond woman from massacring the civilians.
Meanwhile, amidst all this, Lucas stood frozen, his face twisted in a mix of confusion and ridicule.