
“Huhuhu...hahaha Rhilore covered his face while trying to hold back his laughter.
The other four Headmasters glanced at him strangely, but Vrivana Payne was still standing since Arya's arrival. He still could not believe what he saw upon the spectacular arrival of the boy.
‘Aura dark earlier..actually what kind of power is hidden behind his casual attitude’.
The leader of the Holy Fist continued to giggle amusedly, unable to contain himself to show an overflow of pleasure over the events in the current arena. The favorite student and one of the most talented people in his academy are suppressing the insolent.
“You till when are you so? Your wibawamu can be lost you” comments Auluxium tired.
“Hihihi..sorry just look! Struggles he endured, you naive. Accepting the opponent's proposal without thinking first. Huahaha I can't take it anymore, my stomach hurts hehehe..”.
Deviar Udafarihm stroking – elus his beard watching Arya's panco match against Daniel. His eyes were getting narrower and thinner, there was something strange here for him. Finally he decided to open his voice. “You are so confident, but in fact I think both are quite balanced”.
“Keep raving as much as you old man, not a single person was able to defeat Daniel in a close combat let alone already touching the skin. You certainly know for yourself how terrible Life Drain magic is not it?” reply Rhilore Lefay combing hair using his hands.
CRETAS! KRUYAK! THE CRETE! BRR!!!!
“What!?”
Along with the word – he said just now, surprisingly appeared many cracks adorning the surface of the arena. Everything came from the foothold of Arya and Daniel, nervous veins twitching irritably at the temple of the Great Witch of the Warlock Class.
‘That rancid boy....he deliberately stalled – over time! Quickly finish!!’
Daniel who was still shocked by the reaction of the power struggle just realized his teacher's view on the podium. As he sighed he gave an understanding nod, and slowly but surely. Arya's back hand continued to approach the stone table.
Only then could Rhilore Lefay breathe normally again, sure it was only a matter of time before his school's representative team won. But the sound of stifled laughter caused his mood again – again to deteriorate.
“Is there something you want to say? Principal Iruphior?”
“Ahh...sorry does not mean to bother you brother Lefay”
“Then?”
“Look good – well” the old man pointed calmly towards the panco shootout.
The sound of a loud breath filled the air, Arya's hand movements stopped less than five centimeters before touching the surface of the stone. Then what makes Rhilore shocked not to play is an expression full of energy Daniel tried to press his hardest so that the fight ended immediately.
“Do you remember what I said earlier?” chirps Iruphior.
“Heh?”
“Didn't I have warned to be careful – hearts? Because he has more potential than Merlin”
“Omong empty—“
“Look good – good Principal Lefay, the moment where a Necromancer was able to defeat the Warlock in a physical fight and also.
“Cannot...”.
“Same exactly as your dream..sister Payne” Iruphior stressed firmly.
Vrivana Payne walked closer and closer to the edge of the podium, he held the fence firmly in the shape of the veranda until it was crushed. Bitter memories of his past and bluff his teacher once again tingling – ngiang.
‘Basic stupid boy! Students don't know they're lucky! Where is there a chance that a Necromancer like yourself can defeat a chosen – like the Universal Witch!!! Wake up from your broad day dream!!! Accept this!!!’
Unknowingly, his palm touched the lashing wound hidden behind his black robe. The woman's full attention was directed towards Arya, like someone wanted to prove something.
“Come show me how bright the dim light of hope was..” whispered softly.
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‘Siaallll....!!! My agnet can be sucked to dry if this continues’ umpat Arya gritting his teeth in silence.
“Hehehe. Let's end” Daniel said earlier slowly – slowly so that it adds to the nauseating impression.
“Not that fast...”.
“Heeh...you're pretty great huh? Can survive until now”
“Ugh Arya forced the entire muscle of her right arm to hold on.
‘Oi? Arya?’
‘Hah? What's up?’
‘Let me face it’
‘Eh!? But it's too crowded here, you can't—‘
‘Already! It's already! Leave complete control to me, I'll finish it before you even finish raving’
‘Tu...wait a minute! Safira—‘
“Game Over...eh?—Ekh.....!!!” daniel's arrogant face was lost because consciously as hard as he pushed, the sound of the back of Arya's hand touching the surface of the stone table was not heard.
“Don't pretend rancid boy...” raucous voice makes his hair stand up.
The brunette – boy shrieked softly when he saw Arya's face, his eyes had turned ferocious like wild animals. Not only that, the grip of his hand grew stronger by many times – times.
“You...actually ap—“.
“HOW DARE YOU STEAL MY MASTER'S POWER BASIC SORCERER SAMPAAHHH....!!! HYAAA!!”
YOUU!!! BRUAK!!! BRPR!!!
In one powerful agile move, Sapphira's consciousness that took over Arya's body counterattacked. Daniel is not ready to face the changes arrived – just now so must be willing to his body lifted from the ground.
The hard cushion not only caused Daniel's arm to hit the table, but his entire body slammed into the arena. The match venue made using the special concrete base material is split into two horizontally.
Plus small and large cracks decorate it, Figment Squadron team members and representatives of the Holy Fist must work hard to maintain balance and also hold hands so as not to fall and be thrown out of the fight area.
Sapphira turned her mastery over to Arya in the blink of an eye, resulting in a less pleasant sensation. While walking backwards, he closed his own visibility with his hands so that people – people do not see the dragon pupils that are still left behind.
‘Hide again your presence Safira!’ arya's urging is fast.
Still breathing a little heavy, he noticed the action from his dragon. Convinced that it took a lot of time to repair the damage to the arena, Arya finally found Daniel lying unconscious near there.
“Thank God he's alive” murmured tired.
WOAAA.....!!! PLOK! PLOK! PLOK! THE SUIT....!!!
“Eh?”
Almost everyone stood up from the seat giving him applause, a scream, and cheers in admiration. Even on the Great Witch podium though, but there was one heavy face of shock among the five of them.
“MEE....NANGGG....!!!” ryan shouted happily followed by Ikey, Shaqihr, Hanna, also Fibetha.
“TUAN ARYAA.....!!! KYAA....!!!” Iserish is no less hysterical.
“The winner is Figment Squadron A....!!!”
“ARYAAAA....!!!”
“WUAAA....!!!”
Arya almost toppled over when the four girls of her group jumped together and hugged tightly. He swore to hear the creaking sound of his spine due to the load. Kyra, Bella, Laura, and Sierra just laughed at the expression of their chief pain.
Friska smiled widely without realizing that Merlin who was beside her had a similar face. For some reason, even though it is not good news for the Candidate of Destiny, the Orange Witch is still happy.
After the officers arrived to bring Daniel to get treatment, Arya and other members were welcome to leave the location. Just as he set foot out of the arena, his gaze turned dark and his consciousness disappeared.