Chapter 125: Rare affinity
As it turned out, the people Percy had previously faced weren’t exactly the best the Yellow grade had to offer. Neither the guy he had killed in the hunting grounds, nor the bandits seemed to hold a candle to the nobles from House Tantalus.
One of them had the earth affinity, but he used it much more skilfully than that other guy. Rather than wasting a ton of mana to form long stone javelins, he instead concentrated it into smaller projectiles like knives and needles. Percy initially thought they’d be weaker at least, but he couldn’t have been more wrong. It was much easier to accelerate them to a high speed, so they packed as much of a punch, if not more. The only difference was that his opponent could launch way more of them, and each was much harder to evade.
‘Better put some distance between us.’ he groaned as he leapt back, narrowly dodging another sharp stone whizzing by his ear.
He’d already nearly been hit a couple of times, despite having his attention glued to the guy. So focused was he, in fact, that he barely had the chance to observe what his second opponent was doing. His mana was transparent, causing faint distortions wherever it passed. At first, Percy had thought it was an air affinity, but it lacked the characteristic green tint that Micky’s mana had.
‘Is it a rare or composite affinity?’
Apparently, today was the day Percy would finally find out how it felt to be on the receiving end of a rare mana type. At least, the guy didn’t seem to be targeting him directly. Instead, he formed a strange structure in the air in front of him. It looked a bit like a lens, though it was rotating clockwise, picking speed with each revolution. Once the construct was fully formed, its master moved it in front of the earth mage, who began to launch his own projectiles through it.
Every time one of them passed through the transparent screen, a deafening explosion sounded, the stone daggers instantly appearing where Percy had stood a moment before. Each stabbed a deep, wide crater into the ground, with several cracks branching out of its centre.
The young man had no idea how this affinity worked, but it made the projectiles impossible to dodge. The only reason he was still in one piece was because he could glimpse his opponent’s intentions, guessing the spells’ trajectories before they were unleashed.
‘What the fuck is that?! A time affinity?!’