Ikazuchi had moved close to a particular tree as he trained, and it was then that he heard a voice that was oddly familiar shouting from above. He couldn’t prevent his gaze from travelling upward as surprise was visible in his expression. A small figure wielding an abnormally large sword for their size was descending. Dread bubbled up from deep within as a name resurfaced in his mind. ‘Tempris…’
The girl was equipped with new gear that he couldn’t recognize, but his eyes wouldn’t deceive him. He learned that her guild had changed, but this was the very same girl who had forced him to train with her. Ikazuchi felt shame as he recalled that encounter, but he didn’t have time to dwell on that. He was in danger, so he didn’t have the luxury to waste time cursing whatever it was that caused their paths to intertwine once again.
The young man moved quickly, almost instinctively, as he quickly raised Damocles above his head with his left hand to meet the attack. Gravity, weight, and even the girl’s own strength that seemed to have grown exponentially were against him as the angle of the sword shifted the point of the sword downward. The tip of the sword had been diagonally upward towards his right, but was naturally dropping lower.
‘Shit!’ Ikazuchi’s second sword, Spellcutter, was moving to support Damocles at this moment as it crossed behind it in order to brace and successfully deflect that swing. Immediately following that, Ikazuchi swung Spellcutter in his right hand down in an attempt to block that distinct flaming sword’s path up while he swung Damocles in his left hand down at the girl as a greeting. There was no hesitation as he moved because he recognized that this girl was many times more dangerous than she had been before.
WC: 300
TWC: 530