Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

"Is it wise to let him stand alone facing it?" Emy suddenly appeared beside Arthur, in a silent step and smooth move that didn't arouse any reaction from the environment. Arthur's deep senses and his long hones sense of danger were awakened, but he controlled them fast before calmly replying:

"He is enough."

Emy sighed, as she watched the monster slowly approaching the still standing Tally. "It's a huge mistake, underestimating this monster like this. It's a fourth gr…"

Her words were interrupted sharply, not by Arthur, but by Tally, who was attacked by the mighty paws of the monster, directed towards the primitive shield he carried.

Despite being afraid, Tally put the words of Arthur, which he was highly regarding them, always in his mind, to work as a sleeping lullaby. He stood his ground, until the paw was met with his shield. The strength in the paw was really insane, that pushed him to the back, strangely not losing his balance at all.

He just retreated five or six steps, while the monsters stopped in its position, motionless. Tally didn't wait to be amazed by the shield in hand, as it really, even after doubting it, saved his life, as he worked his sword fast, to attack the stupefied monster and dig his sword deep into its flesh.

The hard skin, thick and nearly impenetrable, was easily sliced by Tally's sword, like being jelly. That scene startled Emy, and interrupted her amidst her speech. Arthur, on the side, didn't care for her reaction, as it seemed the ability of Tally was bigger, much bigger than he expected. It wasn't only an irresistible talent, directing all Tally's strength into his opponent, but it seemed to be a reflective talent, a higher version of it, where he could reflect his opponent's attack upon himself, injuring the opponent with his own powers.

That made the situation this monster was at logical, as it was now suffering severe internal damage created by his own insane power. If not using this slight window before the monster could stabilize himself, then they might regret it.

"Wake up, and start attacking right now!"

Arthur hastily yelled, startling everyone on the field, even Emy, who even jolted awake with a shocking eyes directed towards Tally. She was just playing with them, trying to see them in action while using the simply invaluable token as a teaser, but now her vision had completely changed.

She was now seeing a hidden gem, some freaking talent she never saw alike before. Just as she was marveling Tarry and his outstanding performance, Ouly suddenly appeared, out of nowhere, above the head of that monster.

Ouly was initially a few meters away from Arthur and Emy. As an assassin, he should select his timing carefully, taking advantage of his target weaknesses, and try to cause as much damage as possible. He knew that, very well in fact, but he waited and attacked not for any reason.

He wanted, just pushed hard by his expectations, to test his new ability and realize what it was.

He just intended to move, and once he thought of it, he ended up appearing out of nowhere, just above the head of the monster, precisely at the place he selected in mind, without breaking a sweat.

If there was anyone here shocked by this feat, then it was him for sure. Though he was shocked, he was most thrilled by the potential his talent was showing, and he felt it was just a tiny glimpse of it.

So he pushed it, this time he pictured himself plunging the daggers right and left, just as he always thought since the moment his eyes fell upon Arthur moving with his bizarre, superbly moved.

Just thinking of it, he did it, as his hands holding the two daggers found themselves busy, cutting, inserting, dissecting, and even throbbing the thick skin of this monster over and over again.

The monster after taking the first devastating hit from Tally was rendered helpless, turning itself from this fearful existence, into such a cute punching bag for them.

The moves of Ouly reminded everyone of Arthur, and the scene of Ouly with the heart attached to his hand jumped suddenly in everyone's mind.

But they didn't stop or delay their moves. They didn't have a god-like ability such as Ouly, so they took a few moments before reaching the monster, as their swords started to attack it.

All attacked close by, except for Lily, who was using her bow and arrows to hit the monster, and Madly who was playing the role of their designated leader.

Arthur, on the other hand, kept watching his team killing the monster like they pleased, while Emy stood by his side, with her mouth agape from shock, asking herself if this was truly the monster that terrorized the academy disciples and made the higher ups send professionals like her.

Just wondering about the beast, the monster shook its huge body as if it was insulted by her thoughts, raised his body, standing on his two thick legs, stretching out his head and neck to the sky, then roared.

His roar was sudden, violent, and long, resembling a haul, resonating everywhere, and travelled to far distances.

"Not good!" Emy softly exclaimed, as she turned to look at Arthur before warning, "this is bad! This monster is calling up more of his kin."

Her worry and fear in the eyes were genuine, but Arthur didn't care about it. He now had a clear grasp of his team, and the limits of their potential.

Dealing with more of this monster wouldn't be a trouble, especially in the presence of two mind freaks here. Arthur watched Ron, waving the sword in hand, creating that green lightning arcs dancing in intimacy around his sword, as he replied:

"If you want to go then go."

"Don't be stubborn," she rudely said, "No one can face a group of the bear demons and live!" she warned, in a grim tone.

"I don't care," Arthur calmly said, feeling some ease in the idea of her leaving here, "but if you are going to leave, then I have to ask for the token," he remarked.

"I have to say again, it's impossible to emerge out of here alive," she stressed as she was feeling sure, so sure, that Arthur and his fellows were underestimating the threat they were facing.

But Arthur didn't speak, as he just stretched his hand to her, asking for the token. She just sighed, helplessly, as she didn't know why they had such a stubborn mind.