The Crimson Magister Chapter 83: V3-C11: Azure V.S Golden Fang
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V3-C11: Azure V.S Golden Fang Azure glanced back at Golden Fang, whom she was about to fight. She had not improved as much as she wished; thus, her confidence in victory was slim. However, she had no way out of the spar. The only solace was that she wouldn't be killed; however, even that was paled by the fact that Aqua would see her losing once again. I want her to see me win sometimes. She inhaled sharply. Ever since she met Aqua, she had been on a losing streak and thus had to be saved or helped by the heroine. Azure wanted and wished to prove that she was worthy. It did not take them long to get into a sandy arena that was usually used for training purposes. She stopped near the entrance as Golden Rose made their way toward the other end. “I must at least give Aqua a good show…” She gritted her teeth as she stepped into the arena. Sheira and Aqua took a seat on the rafters, while the remaining Golden Rose members and Laura sat at the opposite side. She couldn’t help but glance at her friend and Aqua as she prepared to fight. “Why are you so nervous, girl?” Golden Fang glared at her. “Are you not the champion of your people? Act like one!” He shook his head as he made some distance away from Azure. The man was right; she was not worthy of her title, she was not even worthy of being a normal soldier. She let her friend get kidnapped, she lost every recent battle, and in the end, even she was kidnapped. What right did she have to call herself any sort of a hero? She was not Aqua, she was not the Queen that navigated complex networks; she was just a soldier who was slightly better than average, nowhere near what she had once thought herself as. Seeing that man makes me feel so small. She reached toward [Mortal’s Hope] on her back. She was instructed to use everything she could to win, as insisted by the Golden Fang. “He is so sure of himself.” An image of her being killed by Golden Fang resurfaced, and with a shake of the head, she dismissed the image and withdrew the sword. The way he looked at her was so patronizing that she wanted to puke. He had killed her once and now stared at her as if she were a child swinging a kitchen knife. Snap out of it! She screamed in her mind, if she were to have a single chance to even attack back, she needed to have a clear mind. “On my mark!” Sheira’s voice rang through the arena. She got into a position and put her sword forward. “In 3!” Her breath slowed. “2!” Her grip tightened around the hilt; she needed to become the warrior she had thought herself of in the past. “1!” While before it was a mere lie made out of ignorance, now it was a goal that she needed to achieve. “Fight!” With the final countdown finished, Sheira sat down next to Aqua and went silent. Before she could even blink, dark mists coalesced around her. She swung her blade, and a wave of crimson smoke rushed forward and dispersed the mists, yet it was far too late. Fang materialized right behind her. Crunch “Gah!” She felt her armor cracking and his fist burying itself into her back. She tumbled some distance before stopping at the rafter boundary. Crash Before she could even gather her wits, Fang appeared behind her, and her world spun as she flew into the air. Her fingers still held tight as she was sent hurdling toward the ground by a slam in her stomach. “Come on, girl. I know you are better than this.” A trail of blood escaped her mouth as she pushed herself up. Golden Fang was right; this was not her. She was stronger than before; she should at least be able to block a human. He was not Aqua; he was not invincible. The blade was not the only thing she had access to anymore. No, it was far from it; she was able to use magic, too. With a speed that nobody but Aqua could follow, she attempted to get behind Fang. She breathed slowly as Fang kept his distance. Despite his overwhelming strength, he was not naive enough not to respect his opponent. Especially as when that opponent conjured 8 earthen spikes above her head, whi