37 Mortal Enemies
Silva turned around and tried to pick up Ery. She said hastily, "Do you want to die? Get up!"
Ery's mind was blank. He couldn't think properly even though he could hear a woman's muffled voice asking him to stand up. After having his face hit the ground though, slowly things were becoming clearer. First the images of the magi fighting against a pair of a hulking monster and a man in red armor. After that, Fatty and Topper. Ery's chest tightened as a burning liquid rose to his throat, making him vomit.
His ears now finally registered the things happening around him. He wiped his moist eyes as he tried to at least sit up. Then he noticed the sound of explosions, ground still trembling, and the occasional flashes of lights echoing in the sky behind them, letting them know that they were still far from the word safe.
Ery shook his head at Silva while he tried to catch his breath. Every bit of his body; arms, chest, back, legs, feet, were all issuing a sting that made him feel hot as if there was a volcano ready to erupt inside him. He gritted his teeth, his heart pumping blood as hard as it could to all parts of his body, which felt like it was about to explode. He forced himself calm, looking at Silva and said, "Run... run without . There is no reason for you to wait for ."
Silva appeared shocked at Ery, speechless she was before sighing. "You really are hopeless."
She faced away from Ery, took one step, before going back to him and checked his pulse.
Ery sweated profusely and tried to pull back his arm but she wouldn't let go. "What are you doing?"
As she checked, her brows furrowed. Silva said, "Stop struggling. You shouldn't fight it. Embrace it and let go."
It was now Ery's turn to make a frown, whatever she said didn't make sense to him. Embrace that he was feeling hot all up to his bones, embrace the stinging pain and let it go? Ery opened his mouth to ask but another familiar voice rang out and he looked over.
"What are you doing!"
Ery forgot what he was about to ask and forced his body to stand up with his wobbly legs. He rushed toward the direction of the voice, not minding the pain traveling throughout his whole body with each step he took.
She followed him, however, before sighing and taking out her sword. "We really shouldn't waste ti with this. If you are feeling fine, then let's just keep running from this place."
"You don't have to follow if you don't want to. I'm not forcing you to co with , I can go alone," Ery said before clenching his jaws.
Ery kept his mouth shut and focused on his objective. He started to run and after a hundred steps or so, he finally saw Mags and Cole cornering a bloodied man fire sitting on the ground.
That man had his clothes ripped with blood stains on whatever was left of his shirt. His hair was disheveled, looking like soone who had just stepped off a battlefield.
The sa as what Ery had seen from the man in red armor, this man on the ground had a distinguishing characteristic that clearly told he wasn't a human like them. Apart from the pale skin, free of freckles and unique gleaming eyes, this man's pointed ears were almost twice the size of a human's.
"Cole... what's happening here?" Ery said, his voice's tone low.
Cole had his spear on top of the bloodied man's neck while Mags stood behind the man with her staff readied. He turned to see Ery but didn't even try to explain himself. "Dispel your magic, Mags."
"This elf is dying. We should report him to the higher-ups and let the one in charge decide on what to do with him," Mags said, making her staff glow brighter.
"By killing it we can get the contents of its ring. Now stand down and let finish this filthy thing," Cole said, greed apparent in his eyes.
"Elf?" Ery said unwittingly.
"You don't even know what an elf is? You're worse than I thought," exclaid Silva before placing her sword in front of her. "Elves are humanity's mortal enemies. This is one of the reasons why the academy was founded."
Ery finally understood why Cole was acting like this over the bloodied elf. However, Ery wouldn't forget what Cole had done to him and Silva. Still that didn't stop Ery from warning them of what they had just experienced. "Much as I hate you for leaving and Silva to die, we shouldn't waste ti and get out of here. Fatty and Topper had been killed by a man who looks like him, so I am sure he is linked to whatever is happening now."
Cole's lips curled downwards. His face got darker as he pulled back his spear seemingly ready to strike with more force. "You heard him, Mags. I'll kill this wretched thing."
The injured elf suddenly coughed blood and hunched over. He opened his eyes and said, "Little human kids, you all should leave before they co for ."
Cole shouted and thrusted his spear toward the elf's skull but a simple wave of the elf's hand warded off Cole's spear to the side.
"Too slow, kid," the elf said before suddenly vanishing and appearing behind Cole. He touched Cole's shoulder and said with a knowing look, "But hmm... your physique is not half-bad and there's an ounce of talent. I guess you're acceptable."
After saying that, a light flashed not far from them. It looked like the sa teleportation portal but the figure that ca out was different from what they had thought.
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