FOR THE TRUTH!.

***In the Continent 'Eclipse of the Oceans'..

***In the territory of one of the arms of the Imperial Court(Sliver Wings Clan)..

***Saccurrus(Home of the wild)

***Second floor of a building in the streets of Quashonãßing..

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Pushing the lady-boss backwards with a harsh hit to her torso, the dark-robed man is immediately attacked by Hatu, Akion and Vetøn who is wielding a pair of twin assassin daggers.

Akion's mana-veins comes to life as he powers through a technique that fills his limbs and kite-shield with mana. Tapping into his inhumane physical speed, Akion suddenly zooms at the dark robed man for a heavy shield-bash that hits home.

*BANG!*..

Akion's mana-filled kite-shield collides heavily into the dark robed man's side while pushing him five steps backwards.

Feeling the heavy impact of the shield, an odd vibration enters into the dark robed man's body. Somehow, these mana filled vibrations effortlessly diffuses through the dark-robed man's skin while moving deep to violently shake his bones!.

Circulating his mana to destroy the destructive pulse in his body, the dark-robed man does not get more than the second after impact from the shield before he is forced into battle once more.. though one second is enough for the man to be ready.

"Ummmgh!.", A groan of deep annoyance and slight pain resounds from the dark-robed man's throat as his flair briefly shines a deadly icy glow.

Hatu is the first to feel the dark-robed man's anger as he is the first to attack. Punching forward with an air splitting martial technique, Hatu steps forward while forcing the dark-robed man to move backwards as he dodges Hatu's raining punches.

*PÙNCH!*..

*PÚNCH!*..

*PÙNCH!*..

*PÚNCH!*.

The air is split apart as Hatu steps forward like a tiger while delivering four punches in under two seconds!. Before Hatu can launch his fifth punch, Vetøn comes striking at the dark-robed man from behind.

Turning around his own axis, the dark-robed man's mace transforms back into a flair mid-spin. With the now lengthened chained weapon swinging at him, Vetøn is forced to step back though his quick reaction doesn't stop the dark-robed man from completing a 360⁰spin that sends the spiked bob of his flair slaps brutally against Hatu's approaching fist.

*BÜFFG!*..

An odd explosion of mana rings out as the rotating spiked bob knocks powerfully against Hatu's mana-filled gauntlets.

With the impact rocking him, Hatu's groans and stumbles to the side while feeling an odd loss of warmth in his impacted fist. Although Hatu is pushed back, the fight rages on as Akion rushes forward with his shield in position for battle.

*Puff¡*. Coldly puffing out an harsh mana-filled breath, the dark-robed man has now completely eliminated the bone-shattering pulse that has been put into his body by Akion's first shield-bash.

Looking at the rapidly approaching Akion, the dark-robed man has big plans for the annoying shield warrior though for now, he turns his attention to Vetøn who charges at him with a pair of daggers.

*$RING!.. ¡grink¡.. CLINK!*..

Looking at Vetøn, it takes only a second for the short chain of the dark-robed man's flair to get sucked-in. With Vetøn charging forward, the man holds in his hand a spiked-mace once more.

There is not even a second put to waste as the dark-robed man immediately pumps a dangerous amount of mana into his hand's biceps and triceps.

Vetøn attacks the man with his daggers though he can barely follows the dark-robed man's hand movement. Vetøn is about to land his hit when suddenly the head of man's spiked-mace shatters into his ribs with a superhuman impact!.

The collision happens to too strong and fast for Vetøn to react as the force sends him flying backwards with his mind exploding in pure pain and dizziness.

"You dare!.", A loud voice breaks into the dark-robed man's ears. Scanning the room in less than a tenth if a second, the man locates the source of the voice as well as a source of extreme heat.

Gevâ has not joined the fight since the beginning as he is a fire mage!. As a mage, Gevâ cannot go in close combat against the dark-robed man as he would be easily crushed. Shooting out explosive fire-balls when his squad-mates are in close combat with the skilled dark-robed warrior garantees a drastic stray-hit and so Gevâ has been completely inactive.

In battle, Gevâ is a weak fighter though a tide turning support. Gevâ would normally waits for his squad to create an opening for a clear hit and although the battle hasn't lasted up to a minute, the dark-robed man has proven to be an iron tight wall.

Seeing Vetøn get brutally hit by the spiked mace-head finally ticks Gevâ off enough to conjure a blazing fireball despite the offsides of things.

Twisting fire-affinity and mana through the right veins, it takes two seconds for Gevâ to conjure his blazing fireball. In these two seconds, the battle continues with fiery heat..

Akion tries to shield-bash the dark-robed man once more though the man fluidly moves back then phrases right before the shield impacts. In a uniform second, three different figure of the dark-robed man slams their mana-filled maces down on the top-edge of Akion's kite-shield.

*BANG!*↓.. *CLANG!*↓.. *GLANG!*↓.

×. ×. ×.

Three impacts hammers down on the top-edge while causing and the bottom-edge of Akion's kite-shield into the wooden with a chilling impact.

On impact of mace against shield, a staggering flow of mana from three rogue directions invades Akion's kite-shield shield then into his hands while causing some of the mana-veins in his arms to explode internally as he winces in deep pain.

*GLANG!!!¡¡¡*..

The dark-robed man is brutal and lightning quick with follow-up as he slaps against the side of the hammered kite-shield with his mace.

*BANG!*×<←..

The sideways impact of the mace plus Akion's weak grip on his shield causes the shield to fly to the side with the dark-robed man immediately following up on attack.

About to deliver a similarly brutal mace slap to Akion's face, the dark-robed man is brutally hit to the side by a charge from Hatu though.. at that instant Gevâ has released his fireball which is now zooming towards Hatu instead of the dark-robed man he has targeted!.

Pupils narrows in panic as a burst of smokey heat travels across the room with bullet speed!.

💥*¥!¡!PPLLUUSSGG¡!¡¥*.

An explosion of heat and mana happens almost immediately after the fireball is released. Gevâ's breaths is hitched though the worst he has feared doesn't happen as the female boss can be seen standing in the way of the fireball strike with trails of ash falling around her.

The brutal fireball has been neutralized by a powerful sword strike from the female boss!.

Gevâ almost gets a second to sigh in relieve though his pupils squints in extreme danger the very next instant!.

Uncaring about what has just happened, the dark-robed warrior can be seen racing towards Gevâ with his mace shining with a deadly ice-glow.

The dark-robed man has recognized the dangers of the fire-mage and he plans for a swift elimination!. Although Gevâ is weak, inexperienced and lacking techniques.. the dark-robed warrior would have to be an utter fool to not kill him as soon as possible. Afterall, ranged mages are all warriors bane cause warriors can only thrive in direct combat!.

In close combat against the dark-robed man, Gevâ would be cut and dead in less than three seconds!. Unlike Hatu, Akion and Vetøn who can to some level follow-up the dark-robed warrior's battle-speed, strenght and can even take some of the mace's direct hits.. being a mage Gevâ is much more physically fragile. With a speedy and powerful strike from the dark-robed warrior, Gevâ would be dead before he can even scream in pain!.

Gevâ eyes narrows in terror as time freezes. The dark-robe man is racing towards him and at this instance, the man is just four meters away.

Four meters is a distance that can be covered in a little over a second for the Peak level Rank Two dark-robed warrior so Gevâ is cooked.

Atleast, Gevâ would be cooked if not for the timely intervention of a cannon-like burst of mana from the lady-boss's swords.

*GRUFF!¡*..

The cold impact of raw pressured mana slaps into the dark-robed man's body while tumbling and rolling him roughly to the side through a three meter trail!.

Shaking his head, the dark robed man is quick to stand up. His head buzzes lightly as diffused mana rock through his body though he strains his powerful cultivation technique to destroy the harmful diffused mana in a second!.

Letting out a steamy breath, the dark-robed man tastes a bit of metal on his tongue. Swallowing down his own blood, the dark-robed warrior coldly looks at the lady-boss as the battle tensely pauses once more.

"You have great potential though you lack technique.", The dark-robed man dryly comments as his mace fills up with a new frequency of icy mana.

The lady-boss is one of the few cultivator population with dual-cultivation pathways. Being with so much potential, it is apparent that she lacks the resources and guidance on how to tap into her potential especially without backing.

The lady-boss has the potential to cast spells like a mage though the most she seems to be able to do is release powerful bursts of mana.

With the potential of a battle-mage, the lady-boss should have a fighting pattern that's more versatile than that of a warrior yet more domineering than that of a mage.

The lady-boss is domineering but on a broader scale, she lacks severely as a battle-mage. Lack of resources and techniques truly is the doom of all cultivation potentials.

"How did we offend you?.", Ignoring the dark-robed man's cold comment, the lady-boss slowly asks while hoping for a way to settle this fight without any more clash of weapons.

At this point in battle it is very obvious to the lady-boss that even if they win this fight, a life or two may be lost in the process. She wants badly to prevent this outcome.

"You didn't offend me..", The dark robed man answers the boss lady with a soft roll of his cold eyes.

"..you offended someone greater than me. I'm just a servant to a greater servant.", The dark-robed man casually responds though his words chills the lady-boss's heart. The lady boss knows that anybody who can move someone with the might of the dark-robed cultivator would definitely have the might to view her squad like insects.

"My orders are only to kill your men. Step aside now else!.", The dark-robed man threatens as he steps forward with his mace gripped tightly.

"Else?.", The boss lady asks calmly with her grip on her dual swords dangerously tightening as her squad begins to regroup around her.

Looking at the female leader's stand, the dark-robed cultivator tsks in annoyance at her stubborness.

"You leave me no choice. For the truth!.", the dark-robed cultivator says coldly as both sides charges towards one another.

Blood must spill this time!.

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