No matter how hard Lith tried to hold back, his mind kept slipping back in time, to that dreadful night. Then, one of the invaders noticed Elina’s golden necklace and steered his horse while extending his hand to rip it off.
Unfortunately for him, Elina had picked up Aran to make sure he wouldn’t run away in panic and was holding the child in her arms. All Lith could see was a hand aimed at his mother’s neck and a car rushing against his little brother.
Lith’s shadow came to life as he Blinked in front of the thug with War between his hands while the angry blade was still enveloped in emerald flames from its summoning.
A single slash was all Lith needed to cut down both the horse and its rider. They didn’t shed a drop of blood thanks to the fire and darkness coursing through War. The corpses turned into a fine mist before even touching the ground as if they had never existed.
At the same time, the obscurity surrounding Lith spread out like a black sun and infected with spirit and darkness magic all the other shadows it touched. No matter if they belonged to a streetlight, a building, or a person, all the shadows joined together and enveloped the area.
"Close their eyes! They must not see this." That was all Lith managed to say before he Blinked again.
To the raiders, it was as if they were under the attack of an entire army. Lith seemed to be everywhere at the same time, striking without any notice and killing many with just a swing of his blade or hand.
The darkness made it impossible to see further than a few meters, so the raiders slowed down and regrouped to leave no blind spot. Their horses were well-trained and had seen enough magic to not panic. freewebnøvel.com
Keeping a cool head while assuming a perfect formation didn’t spare them from their fate. It was the horses, not the men who formed the circle, which left plenty of space behind them for Lith to appear and decapitate them all at once with a circular swing of his blade.
"There!" A woman in her early thirties pointed at Lith with her wand, unleashing a stream of tier three lightning bolts.
Her comrades followed her lead, conjuring a full-blown thunderstorm before War had yet to cut the last neck. To thrive in the harshness of the north. violence and bravado weren’t enough.
Even bandits were well trained and equipped.
Lith tried and failed to activate Dominance. The lightning bolts were too many and too fast for his amateurish technique. Even his blue core coupled with his mastery over air magic wasn’t enough to control so many powerful spells at the same time.
Yet, he wasn’t alone.
The angry blade attempted to support its master’s Dominance, but having no idea how the ability worked, the sword failed as well. Yet War grasped Lith’s intentions and activated the World Mirror ability that Orion had infused the blade with after perfecting the enchantment.
World Mirror was boosted by Lith’s and War’s willpower, allowing it to absorb the thunderstorm inside the blade for a split second before sending it back against its casters after reinforcing the spells with Lith’s mana.
Each bolt of lightning was now so powerful that it killed its target despite the raiders wore enchanted protections.
The remaining marauders couldn’t see a thing, but they could still hear the death cries and recognize the familiar voices. On top of that, each one of them knew what the smell of ozone mixed with that of barbeque meant.
"We’ve been set up! Jambel has mages. Retreat! We must..." The man leading the charge froze in horror as his own shadow covered his mouth with one hand while chocked him with the other.
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