
Bam!
Dust blinds around the makers of the cover plumes of smoke. Before long a discordant sound sliced through the air as I shot out from the bulb to get close to Cecil over Sabel soaring steadily, but the girl had already run far.
So apparently, the Phase Bomb was just a diversion. Indeed for fellow Soul Dancer the first attacker to be seeded. Honey, now I'm the class with the best defense.
But the run is very fast, is it because of the small body?
He stretched his hand towards me, running. Ah, Ice Lance. Instantly the sword complaints rang out because I was endlessly cutting through the chirping of the ice blocks that kept hitting.
It seems Cecil wants to be able to run as far away as possible. Other sword users might get frustrated if the prey kept running; I could understand because if it was within the range of the Swordmaster then paralysis could befall, especially for the Soul Dancer Class.
I'm sorry Cecil, but I can't keep serving you running. Strongly I did the front and at the same time threw Sabel as hard as I could. As a result of the devastating explosion in the niche of the land that my sword produced, on the pedestal of strength and load point like that, of course, the destruction power is large to the point that gravel and rock fragments scattered. Cecil bounces but nimbly throws his gun, Phase bomb-no, Azure Circle!
Moving suddenly in order to avoid the hail, I twitched by rolling over and running towards the strong sword stuck the ground and grabbed it as a pedestal of acceleration curve. The braking foot friction with the arid ground resulted in fine lines of dust flying and a few minutes later, the bulb subsided but Cecil vanished in the blink of an eye.
Did he read my movements and take the opportunity to hide?
Then Sabel I pulled and pinned it to the back, replacing it with Zweihande - a big sword - to defend. The fingers began to cling tightly; the eyes stared on alert in all directions; prepared for any possible attack.
Instantly the pointy ice block hit from the west and at the same time I made an acceleration rotation and threw Zweihande strong.
The desing of the steel blades returned to the air following the explosion. The great sword broke a great deal; Zweihande struck and smashed Cecil's hiding stone. The little body of the girl slammed was seen he crossed both hands in front of the face.
But not yet had time to dodge or take Sabel, the ice peg was already lodged three at a time on the shoulder; the stomach; the chest made me stagger for a moment, clucking before turning around and launching a counterattack. I quickly ran, jumped, and held Cecil's body, which had not been able to stand up to nailed him to the ground.
The dust and rock slices due to the sudden movement subsided, leaving me who was still holding Cecil's body over the dry ground. I saw him grimacing, and so did I. Fresh blood flowed on the ice that faithfully stuck to the smell of rust typical of red liquid between us.
I turned to Professor Kaidan and he raised his hand. "Battle winner, Red Sirius!"
I immediately sat down beside Cecil and without any regard for the biting pain, began to pull one by one the ice pegs in the body. The girl blinked her eyes many times and resignedly stretched her body on the ground.
Before long he said, "You must be .. barbarians."
I looked at him with a worried look. "Are you okay, Cecil?"
He immediately got up and patted his clothes even though he was slightly staggered. A moment of holding the upper arm and back grimacing while shaking little. It seems Cecil was injured, his uniform was torn ash. Suddenly the tiny body collapsed and I held it, Professor Kaidan walked up to us.
"Yes, I'm nothing. Hold on, healing first."
Snapping he clenched both hands and a light blue magic circle appeared below. The founder is so smooth even the lights enveloped the firefly tub. Beacon of Light, my body feels healed though imperfect because Cecil's condition is not good so it is not able to do Recall Illumination for total healing.
In addition, you still have to do a doctor's examination because healing only restores the outside of the body, excluding the effects of fatigue and damage to internal organs.
The supervising teacher finally arrived and led us to walk away from the simulation arena.
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In the hallway after the fight, Cecil never stopped looking at me while taking a step-ah, why keep watching me?
If you think about it, so far Cecil has always fought openly. But now he started hiding and luring me first. That's good, Cecil began not to force himself and give distance to the enemy in order to give a good attack from far away.
I'm reviewing the smile. "Yes, that's fine."
Then he turned his face and ruffled his waist. "If the enemy wasn't you, I might have won."
Then pink eyes glared at me again. "You are strong and like a wild animal, attacking blindly like you're not afraid to die."
I scratched my cheek a little. How not to be afraid of death.
"But seriously your body is nothing? That's stuckin' on a loh." Suddenly my black shirt was lifted-astaga! The cecil!
"Cil, it's rude to take someone else's shirt off!" I frantically and timidly held back my shirt and slightly pushed Cecil's head.
"Here, I'm afraid to know! Yes, that's it." He immediately threw his face away and flicked his foot away from me. But his steps suddenly came to a halt, turning around he looked at me flat. "Finally you tell us your real name."
Instantly my steps jerked from surprise until both eyes blushed. "Name?"
"That's, Red Sirius. Does anyone have a name like REDstar? Are you A.I. like EVE?"
I was silent for a few minutes and ended up breathing deeply. The sentence invites a smile on the face so that the soot eyes are closed. "Yes, I like that name too."
A red tinge was clearly visible on the cheek, Cecil stepped back and I followed behind. Suddenly he looked at me again and ran a little to get closer. Actually this girl wants to walk ahead of me or not ....
"Why now use a sword? From the beginning your Swordmaster SS, right? Because the code of ethics of the Department of Discipline was appointed, so using the ultimate weapon?" he asked with his head slightly to my arm.
I touched the nape awkwardly. "Y-yeah, you could say ...?"
Cecil puffed his cheeks and turned his face even stepped quickly. Ah, his demeanor is really innocent, it's worth Daniel liking him. "You know, when asked, the answer is not clear!"
There's no way I'm saying trauma to the sword, is there?
"One more." Now Cecil walked to my side again with pink eyes staring deeply. "So people don't be stiff! Try not to use 'me' but 'me' so it's not too formal."
"Yes, I'm working on it."
"Me!" snapped Cecil by punching my hand.
I groaned a little. "L-yes, I'm working on it."
This time he folded both hands in front of his chest, nodding proudly and hastening steps up the stairs to the special room. Maybe true what people say, the little girl ... judes? Even so, he was very considerate of others.
Maybe his roughness got contracted because of Daniel? It is said that our leader often forces and drags it as he pleases. Sometimes I feel sorry for Cecil but one side, they look familiar with each other.
"After this Crist fought Fate," I muttered with my mouth shut with my right hand. Before, I needed to fight ordinary members.