Chapter 100: Everyone Makes Mistakes
"You bastards...," Muttered Nile, as he evaded a fireball from one of the hooded figures before quickly crossing his axes defensively as one of the others fired a beam of light at him, blocking the attack before glancing to his left as the third figure came charging in, holding a sword with lightning crackling around it.
"Now, die, you lowborn scum!" He exclaimed as he leapt forward and drove the blade towards the Knight.
Nile whipped one of his axes across to deflect the thrust of the blade, the figure wincing as the impact jarred his arms, losing his grip over his sword, the lightning around it fading as it hit the ground with a clatter and skidded away.
He then began to charge up a lightning bolt, before gasping sharply as Nile leapt forward and slammed his foot onto the middle of the figure’s stomach, knocking the wind out of him and sending him stumbling back.
"Who are these people? They’re clearly not trained, they’re fighting so clumsily, they wouldn’t even qualify as Third-Class Knights...unless that’s a ploy to make me let down my guard? No, I doubt it, I’m not getting the impression that they’re putting on an act," Nile thought to himself with a perplexed look on his face.
"D-damn you...how dare a mere Commoner plant his filthy foot on me!?" Snapped the figure furiously.
"I mean, technically, it was the bottom of my boot, so-..."
"Shut up! Blast this rat until he’s dead!" Yelled the figure, as he and the other two began to take aim.
Suddenly, their Spells abruptly faded, before the one with Lightning Magic got sent flying across to his left with a startled yelp, his left shoulder slamming onto the wall of the dead end at the back of the alley.
"Captain, it’s you!" Greeted Nile with a sense of relief, as Aster came strolling into the alley.
"Uh, I’m here too, you know," Spoke up Tacitus dryly.