Shimura noted the smile on Kazimir-sama’s face at the mentioning of taking Noyiah here. For some reason, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and his breath hitched a little. But it wasn’t noticeable and out of anger and confusion, Shimura choked back any emotions that threatened to occur (other than anger) and ignored the smile. He should have known, it was obvious, but even with his common sense it still affected him. “Indeed, more solid structure” he would echo back with a note of bitterness and rolled his eyes at Kazimir’s ‘ego’ or so he made it seem.
“You forget Kazimir-sama, I was made to be a warrior and fighter. Bred for it one could say.” He paused for a moment and grunted, more accurately, he was bred to be his brother’s whipping boy. To hold no titles or fame for himself, no, he was born to live under the shadow of his brother to be his servant to be his slave. No longer. “I am insulted that you would go easy on me Kazimir-sama, you act like I can’t take a hit or more.” He gritted his teeth and started to slide down the rope as Kazimir-sama glided down with ease.
“Show off.” He would scoff as Kazimir-sama floated downwards like some pretty bird or nanny with some magical umbrella, though he did cause Shimura some problems as he slide down. For one, when Kazimir kicked off the wind, the gusts would cause the rope Shimura was on to wiggle and squirm much to the magma mage’s dismay. This officially pissed the magma mage off, and he was cursing out Kazimir-sama with all forms of curse words. Some he made up on the spot, nonsense angrily spewed out as quickly as Kazimir delicately glided down the cliff.
Then Kazimir-sama did something that Shimura would never forget or forgive for that matter. “What?” Shimura would call out when Kazimir-asked him the question about diggers. Even if Shimura did hear the question, he would’ve never heard about such a creature, they didn’t have them where he came from. Therefore, when Kazimir collected a tornado in his hand and flung it towards him, Shimura was not a happy camper. “What the hell are you doing, what do you think your doing” and he continued to curse at Kazimir out.
As soon as the tornado hit the side of the mountain, the cliff started to violently rumble, and pebbles and debris started to roll down the cliffside. For a moment, Shimura thought that Kaz had started an avalanche, but then he saw the monster bursting from the side of the mountain like some monstrous baby. Shimura cursed Kazimir-sama once more and held on tightly onto the rope that wildly swung. The creatures came at him, and swam through the earth like dolphins, resurfacing once in a while to taunt its prey. Quickly, Shimura thought of ways that he could counter his situation, one of them revolved around melting the entire cliff side. But then again, that could create some problems with the ice….unless he could make an obsidian platform…..
Actually, Shimura leaped off the rope and crossed his arms midair. A magic circle appeared behind him, “Yogen Yorochi” he would call out as magma coated his body and a burning aura surrounded him. “Come now, come to me.” He would remark as he free-fell for a couple of minutes, until one of the beasts erupted below him, aiming to gobble him in one bite, but before the worm could look up Shimura landed on it’s ‘head’. Shimura then held his arm to his side and clenched his fist, “Yogan Ken” his arm expanded in size during the process.
There was a loud explosion as Shimura drove his fist into the creature’s hand, and an eruption of magma burst out from his arm, the creature screamed in agony and went back into the cliff. Shimura was not free falling again, but this would be as expected, and he waited for more worms to attack him. He would preform the same operation, but without the magma arm technique, instead relying on his magma coat.
[691] [1,600/3,250] [Mana: 700] |