Chapter 139: Endgame (6)
"Let us see how you like that!"
Riku’s eyes widened. Vyon’s clawed hand, wreathed in crimson energy, was about to shatter Arnold’s protective bubble. There was no time to think, only to act.
Blink [-10 Goodwill Points]
In the space between one heartbeat and the next, Riku vanished. He reappeared directly between Vyon’s attack and Arnold’s bubble, his arms crossed in a desperate block.
The impact was immediate..
Riku felt the force slam into him, a brutal, physical blow that bypassed his magical defenses. His bones groaned in protest, and he was sent flying backward, skidding across the stone floor and crashing into the far wall of the cavern. Arnold, safe within his bubble, stared in horror.
"A foolish, sentimental move!" Vyon roared, already charging again.
Riku pushed himself to his feet, a trickle of blood running from the corner of his mouth. He was furiously racking his brains, searching for a solution. Direct magic was useless; Vyon’s aura absorbed it. His Mana Shield was cracking under the sheer brute force. Evasion could only last so long.
"Damn it, am I going to lose to a fucking brute who knows nothing but to attack?" Riku cursed internally, unable to find any solution.
"Yes, he is fighting just like a berserker who is immune to magic. How do we ever defeat him?" Clara spoke, clearly disheartened with how things were going right now.
"WAIT A GODDAMN SECOND!" Riku’s eyes suddenly shone.