Bullying The Weak

The young man slipped away from his group, before charging towards the forest. He had heard of people with rare flames, but Grey was the only one he had seen. Those blue flames of his were too distinctive. 

'He better remember our deal, or else he'll get the other side of me.' He thought while running towards where the explosion was coming from. 

In the forest. 

Grey and Lukka were still chasing after the Lightning Elementalist. Being faster than Lukka, Grey had managed to close up the gap on multiple occasions, but the Lightning Elementalist would always attack in a precise manner that would force him to defend against the attack, delaying him in the process. 

"You're faster than he is, can you try to catch him?" Lukka asked after Grey was pushed back again by the Lightning Elementalist's attack. 

"Well, I'm trying my best, but he's acting like a slippery fox," Grey said, cursing at the same time. 

"Make a feint," Lukka said.