Villain

There was no worst feeling, at least at this moment, than mana running out, and your life depends on it.

Under the nervousness of creating illusions for four people, Sebastian was found at the start and peak of his acting career.

Di Caprio and Phoenix were his mentors in this precise living moment.

And every movie and series he has consumed in life finally bore fruit becoming the best references.

All that to interpret the Machiavellian villain crucial to scare Odell's group off.

"Uhhhh~ I think you only have two options left," Sebastian spoke sarcastically, looking but not staring at them.

The reaction, of course, was not positive.

"Wow wow wow, lower your weapons, you don't want to be tortured to death, do you?"

"Where were we? Oh, the two options, right."

"And no, before you ask, it's not a good one and a bad one. Both are terrible actually, for you, but one is worst than the other… I'll trust your judgment of making the right choice…"

"On one hand, you can try to escape from me in a group, and look at your friends dying one by one."

"Or… two, to show that I'm merciful, you can each run in a different direction, and perhaps, for reasons of probability, your friends get more unlucky than you, and you can actually escape, hehe."

Sebastian stretched his neck and arms, in a way of warming up.

"What about I give you… ten seconds? To run."

It was a rhetoric question, Sebastian did not mind their opinion.

"Ten... Nine..."

The count down started immediately.

"Eight..."

"Seven..."

"Why!"

Odell's short question interrupted, just when Sebastian's tactic of rush and intimidation started working out on the others.

"Six..."

"Five…"

The boy tried to ignore him, nothing comes well from that airhead when he pounder questions.

"Why are you hunting down Manifester!" He continued, with anger in his tone.

"Odell, run!" Jessica pulled his arm nervously.

"Four..."

Yes, Odell, run!

"Three…"

Sebastian's forehead started to sweat. But he still had to maintain an uninterested face.

"Two…"

"You think he will really let us go that easily?"

Yes, I will!

"No, he won't. If he really wants to kill us all, why does he waste so much time on speaking but not doing."

Because I can't, dumb ass.

"Because he can't!"

Oh shit!

"He might be strong but not as strong as we think." Odell pointed a finger at Sebastian, his posture was defying, and so does his words. "Otherwise, he wouldn't have to use so many tricks to separate and divide us."

"...…"

The last 'one' got stuck inside Sebastian's mouth. It was an undeniable logic, maybe the closest to reality.

But even if Sebastian was shitting his pants, he had to stay in character.

His expression went black, or that was the impression he required to transmit.

"You know," a voice deeper than usual came out of his mouth, "one of the things I hate most in life, is when someone points their finger at me... especially when they are as petty as you."

A fireball surged over his hands.

"Tell me, were those your last words?"

"No fear! We are walking out alive today, as we always do!" Odell ignored the threat and launched his battle cry.

Fuck!

You tremendous piece of shit!

Why do you have to give them guts!

Sebastian's face went pale, his effort had a completely adverse effect.

Hopefully, what was seen was his illusion and not himself. If not, his performance would have already been discovered.

But what is done is done. In front of him, the four 'cornered animals' were ready to fight for their lives.

The role-play plan not only failed but worsened the situation to a road with no return.

He noticed it in the first moment with the new wave of attacks, all aimed at vital points.

Mana creations were shot at him as if they didn't cost a cent.

To his head, his neck, his jugular, his kidney, his stomach, his other head…

Who was responsible?

All of them!

Not approaching a single step but shooting like madmen.

Especially Jessica!

Who pointed directly to his hearth.

The pyramidal spear was shot like a bazooka from her wrists, cutting the air obstruction, hiding behind the energy beams and rock spikes, appearing until the last moment when its tip made direct contact with his chest and went through him without hesitation.

"Cough- cough-"

Blood was spit out of Sebastian's mouth.

His hand touched the stained shirt, eyes looked down, then straight ahead with the last of his remaining strength.

Seconds later, his warm body was already laid on the ground after falling like a sack.

The four people were absurdly shocked.

"Did we… did we just kill him!" Tedd covered his mouth with a hand. "Didn't you say that he was a Manifester stronger than us!"

Knowing that the question was for him, Odell kept silent.

"What are we gonna do now! Oh shit, we killed a person!"

Anxious, shaky, dumbfound, with all the negative words that indicated that Tedd had lost his calm, he kept using 'we' instead of 'I', reminding the others that they were on this together.

No one had to right to escape.

"Hey man, breath, we all need to calm down, and sit and think what are we gonna do nex-"

"Shut the fuck up, Willie! Calm down and sit? Where! Around his corpse?! Like a fucking picnic?"

"Oh shit, I'm too young to go to jail… wait, we are Manifesters, there's no way we go to a normal prison, what if they sent us to the other side of the portal to die!"

"Hey, Tedd, stop it. This is not over yet." Jessica narrowed her eyes, as if she was looking for something in the air.

"Shut up you too, your lance was the one that pierced him! Yes! You! You killed him, not me, not the Odell, not Willie, you! It was you! Your fault!"

As every person would have guessed from reading those lines, Tedd was pointing a finger at the woman with bewilderment and insanity in his eyes.

"I did not kill him, Tedd. None of us did," Her voice was patient, also as if holding back a laugh. , "Right? Odell's Landlord? Mr. Bercic?"

"Have you gone insane? Why are you talking to a dead body." Tedd, who had the least right to say so, inserted the comment.

The other two guys showed worrisomeness too. Traumatized, first Tedd, now Jessica.

But the woman did not mind the weird stairs, she continued to speak to the dead boy on the floor… or a little more to the right perhaps.

"You forgot that I can still sense your mana, kid."

She then proceeded to shoot to the air, a few meters away from the corpse, where nothing and nobody was.

Clank!

The lance was hit down in mid-air.

"You're ability is so annoying, woman."

With no time to wait, the corpse disappeared, the dirt that soaked its blood as well.

A Sebastian without a single scratch appeared, and with a furious stomp broke the spear on the ground.