I can prove they are my disciples

"Juvia!" 

A powerful scream filled the air, instantly forcing all the remaining combatants to come to a complete stop. 

The elder at Theo's feet only managed to groan, while two of his companions stood frozen in place, their full of shock. 

But the soldiers of the Crusaders were no different, all starting at the young man as if he just lost his mind. 

'I wonder if she will come,' Theo thought, shaking his head and all of his relaxation with it. He raised his chin and refocused his eyes on the next two possible enemies. 

Theo slowly inhaled the air through his nose, gathering a huge supply of it in anticipation of an attack. 

'And if she hears it, then how long…'

Theo tried his absolute hardest not to underestimate his enemy. But as it turned out, he ended up underestimating the luck, skill, or damn dedication of the Crusaders instead.