Chased!
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"What is this? What kind of rune card is this!? Uwah! My head's spinning..."
"Urk...can't you slow down Yukti?"
"I...can't take this. I could endure it if it's not repetitive as this."
"Sorry about it. Endure it, please. We need to get away from here as fast as we can, and if that certain chaser comes, you'll have it your way."
"Chaser? Someone is chasing us?"
We were already inside our home country. With me are the kid, Agony and Eight who are all experiencing nausea (I think) due to this way of traveling.
I mean, it's not my fault being someone who does this stuff. I recently know how to do this, after all. And the best I could do is to teleport to a short distance. I think being enraged during that one time extended the distance I could cover, but now, it's pretty short.
"Urp... Hey, You didn't answer my question yet, Yukti", Agony said while trying to hold her uh, how should I phrase it... Puke?
Yes. Puke. She's trying to hold her puke from... Ugh, never mind.
"Huh? What question? I'm sorry, I wasn't able to hear it."
"Geez. You're always like this. I asked who the one is chasing us?"
"Someone pesky. Anyway, this is where I stop. You three go. Let me face this enemy. I need to nurture my proficiency."
"Huh? Would you be alright on your own, Yukti?" asked Eight, clearly worried about me.
I simply nodded.
I detected his presence when I used [Nightmare Requiem] when I used it once more to bring both me and the kid to my companions.
"Trust me on this one."
"Trust my ma—Yukti. You can trust him. He's someone who can beat someone who I can not."
"Okay, if you say so. I'll agree to it then."
"You promised me something, and I'll hold on to that promise, okay?"
"Sure thing kid. Anyway, what's your name? I can't just keep on addressing you as 'kid', right?"
The kid blinked twice, then scratched his head.
So you forgot about it? That's cute.
"Ah yes. I forgot to tell you my name. My name is—"
Before he could finish his sentence, a ball of flame just came out of nowhere from a distance, and I have to transfer their locations to a safer place. The speed it has is fast that I don't have time to listen to this sturdy boy's name.
Sorry kid, I wasn't able to hear your name. When I get back, I'll ask you once more.
Good thing that when needed, the Area of Effect of this trusty rune card expands. Maybe because this rune card was often affected by my emotions? I don't know, and I'll cast aside the curiosity I have for now to intercept this.
"[Nightmare Requiem]."
•••
"Ah yes. I forgot to tell you my name. My name is—"
"[Nightmare Requiem]."
My words were overlapped by a name of a rune card, and all of us, discarding Yukti, were transferred to a distance.
"He forcefully transferred us this far with his [Nightmare Requiem], the same rune card he used to bring us both a faster transfer and nausea", said Miss Agony as she watched at the space, perhaps at the direction where Yukti was.
She was encouraging us, and there is no sign of anxiety visibly showing. As for miss assassin named Eight (I think that's what she's been addressed) she exhaled and scratched his head.
"There's nothing we could do about this. I know that if we return, we'll just be a burden to him instead of being reliable allies."
"Yeah. I concur with that Eight. Now then, let's go to the base and fast. We can't afford to waste time here dawdling."
She then flew, and Miss Eight matched her speed as she dashes. I followed the two of them while praying for Mister Yukti's safety and of course, victory.
•••
I managed to transfer them in time before the giant yet fast orb of flame reached them.
I don't want to pat myself on the back but I did a great job. Good job, me.
"Eya, that's pretty rude of you to just come here and slander our peaceful chattering with your fiery cotton ball."
"Ridiculing my rune card won't change the fact that you're the only one left I need to kill."
"I think you misunderstood something here. You didn't hit a single one of them."
"What?"
See? It's only scorched snow you see. In other words, water. There's no blood in here. Are you blind?
"By any chance, did you do something about it, making me miss my target?"
"I sure do."
The culprit for that gigantic ball is no other than one of those from the proud race of dragonkin. He's goddamn huge! He's buffed, wearing rip-off pants, and is half-n***d (he got nothing on the upper part, yeah). He's basically a macho human but with scales and a dragon head.
"I am one of the proud race of the dragons, the epitome of strength! My power alone could destroy the mountains and burn the forests! My name is—"
"Yeah yeah, spare me the introduction."
"Wha-?"
Ah yes. Thanks to him, I remembered something that goes with the dragonkin. They often brag and brag, and their speeches when introducing are so goddamn long. I better stop this or else I'll hear some lousy intros.
"How dare you stop me from my glorious time of introducing myself, you pipsqueak!"
"Ah well, it might work for you. But that's not the case for me. I hate listening to that supposed three minutes worth of nonsense talking about what's your name, address, etcetera, etcetera, yada, yada, yada when I don't care much about it. Just come at me."
"You filth! I shall engrave the fear of facing me, a dragonkin! My scales are—"
"Shut up already! I told you earlier that I don't care at all!"
Should we begin? The battle that is.
- Writer
