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Agatha wasn't pleased with the distraction. Turning around she shot lasers at him.

Easily dodging it, he shook his head in disappointment, it was getting tiresome for him. If it weren't for the quest given to him, he would have ended it a long time ago.

"You should count yourself lucky, Agatha dear." He muttered.

Shooting out balls of fire in it's direction, he casually walked in a bid to circle it as he continued his assault on it.

They only bounced off its body.

Internally facepalming, he realized these sort of attacks do not work on it. That would definitely explain how the others were easily taken down.

Agatha stood, not moving. From his guess, it was still gathering energy into whatever that contraption placed in its chest.

That became his primary target.

A wave of electricity traveled through its body. Nix furrowed his brows, he refused to believe this was a robot.

'It must be pretty face's gift.' He deduced.

"Did you really think I would let you have all the fun?!" She glared.

"Fun? You call this fun, pretty face!" He retorted.

She rolled her eyes, slamming her hands on the ground, channeling her electricity onto the ground; it traveled towards the statue and also at Nix.

The statue fell to its knees, it's head shook a bit at her attack.

Nix on the other hand froze for some seconds, the nasty current traveled through his body like a rash, his teeth chattered in response.

Gritting his teeth, he forced his hands towards his stomach, punching himself to gain control of his body.

"Whoops! It slipped my mind." She grimaced at her action.

Nix narrowed his eyes at her, he didn't need to be told that her action was something similar to her personal vendetta against him.

Stretching his body, he was starting to get full control of his limbs again.

Agatha had finally regained her consciousness. She could sense a threat from behind.

Nix could see Agatha's eyes move, she had clearly detected another threat behind. In the form of pretty face.
His passive skill unconsciously kicked in.

[Passive gift: Telekinetic push in effect]

Lumina felt a force sending her flying towards the academy.

Skidding across the floor, she made contact with something oddly soft, cushioning her landing.

Looking behind, the soft material was nothing more than a magic array conjured by the others. They had a nervous smile on their faces.

"We are sorry that we can't join in the battle, that's how far our powers go." One of the six students spoke in behalf of the others.

They lowered their heads in dismay, feeling they were as good as useless if directly attacked or their defensive barrier weakened.

"No, no. It's alright." Lumina smiled, their powers had saved her and that she was thankful for.

Looking ahead, her eyes widened in horror to what she had seen, the statue's wings were spread, it's golden feathers protruded like spikes.

Although she couldn't see Nix, she could only guess he was the cause of the push she had felt. He had saved her from being impaled by those.

He looked to the side, Nix could see she was in safe hands. It was about time he didn't let anyone else be in danger because of this thing.

[Passive gift: Telekinetic binding in effect]

He was thankful for the cover Agatha gave him, this way he could exert full control over it.

'Now over to you!' He had a deadly glare over at Agatha.



Slowly he forced it on it's knees, several bricks and debris suspended mid air, by the force used to keep it in place.

Little cracks made it's way on its golden body. It tried to struggle out of its binding. Going against Nix's grip, it turned its head in his direction.

Aiming it's beam at him.

Zzzzzzznnnn!

It left a trail of a narrow space which had been left in its wake.

Nix simply sidestepped, chuckling at how slow it was, he couldn't imagine his mates were defeated by it.

He made a mental note not to run, the quest was still in play.

[01:03:59]

[Walking: 2/5km]

He still had approximately 30 more minutes of walk time left.

Deactivating his passive gift, he needed the thrill of killing a moving target. The only issue was the size of this target prevented it from moving like he wanted it to.

Agatha realized the force which had been applied on her had been lifted. Raising her hand, she aimed at smashing this little threat.

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Her right arm caught his attention, he dipped and weaved left as he was about to reach it.

A gust of dust shot up. Agatha's anger was rising at her inability to get to him.

Her wristband dangled wildly with the movement of her hand. He had noticed Agatha immediately steadied the movement at a still point.

It did look suspicious, there was something definitely going on with that wristband. It was the source of the problem he had to deal with now.

He heard a groan from the others. He watched in horror at the sickly gray skin and white hair of all.

It reminded him so much about what he had witnessed in his home. His body began to tremble at the sight. His breathing was strained.

This familiar sight was getting to him, he couldn't understand why and how they had reverted to such a state. The only thing that kept him sane was they were still breathing.

"What did you do to them?" He growled in rage.

Agatha simply stepped forward and towards him.

He felt foolish for asking a statue a question just like he had done for that creature in his home. He needed to understand they were incapable of speech.

"They aren't the one I am after!" Agatha's angelic voice communicated to him through his thoughts.

Nix did a double take, he couldn't believe it was actually the one speaking. Just when he thought he was stupid, it turned out he wasn't.

"How are you doing that?" He growled, he didn't like that it felt like she was intruding into his thoughts.

"I see all." Agatha simply replied.

Nix created a fire wall, raising it as high as 6 feet, but this didn't stop Agatha from approaching, she simply walked through it like it was merely nothing.

Nix backed away slowly, he was torn on the thought of using his passive gift, now that he knew that was one of the four gifts. He could only imagine he would be targeted by the organization if they were to find out.

His mother was the only one he had seen to possess this gift, they were certainly going to trace his family history if they found out.

Agatha's words were also a cause for concern, if it could see all, that means there was someone who might be taking its feed after the day's event.

Now he could see the sense of what the system had ordered. There was no way he would let this statue give out the information it had witnessed.

What happened to his mother and brother was a reminder of what he was aiming to stop from happening to the others.