A Rule Of Using Fire Magic

Pteuwwf! The beam shot forth! But side dash! He still can evade that blow! Which the beam created a deconstruction! With the ground shattered and threw small rocks and dust towards the area.

And still the man didn't let his chance waste! And another go! With his hand now moving to the side, now the beam is a long ranged slash!

It immediately tried to swept the floor, and Ruthben had to jump because of it, but then in that moment he had seen something!

The man is trying to carve a big fiery floating sigil towards Ruthben. It remained still when crafting that spell and when the hooded man placed his dipped palm towards the center, the fiery sigil created a large tumor before it circulates turning into a monstrous fireball!

"Die!!!" And Peffft! To Ruthben is where the giant fireball needs to go!

"Geargh-thh!", he clicked, this is a do or die situation, he has to take the risk! He does it only one way, he has to use the sword!

Release it, then Thud! He stepped on the body of his sword! The perfect moment of the trajectory makes him have a boost to get to the side, and then he rolled! Before the big fire managed to consume him!

The man had a displeased because of it, his grin turned into a frustration!

"Just die already!!!"

And when Ruthben recovered, he is now attacked with consecutives fireballs that explodes around him, and masterfully dodging them with ease, the sword of him gratefully still around him.

Yes! He glads for it, and now he's pacing his steps with the aim the sword being in the hand of him.

Dash-and-Dash-and-Dash-and--Dash! The fireballs could never hit a single target towards him! And the hooded man knows that Ruthben wants to claim his sword again, with his fuel went running, he can't do a waste again. So what does he do? Poof! Another fireball he summons of course! But this time it's an prediction, calculating right at the moment when Ruthben had picked the sword!

Time feels like it's been slowing down, and Ruthben now cannot evade that attack, it's too near into him when he is in that position.

But that's never meant the end of him! His hand immediately moved, then swing! His sword is used to cut the fire! Turning it into a waste! Burned his hand and makes it bleed, but Ruthben is still much alive!

"Guh!!", he grunted, the heat came from it is abominable, instantly makes his hand bleeding. It felt like as if his hand is gonna melt, but there is no time to wail!

Thud-Thud-Thud-Thud, "Garrrhhh!!!" he instantly moved towards his opponent, and by at this point, it looks like the hooded man has prepared for the sword fight too. His right hand sparked weakly than before, but it's still enough for him to kill Ruthben in close range. And his talon bended knife, it's a side that is designed for him.

Ruthben starts the first with a blow from downword swing, Ting! It sparked! The clashing between the two steel is now begun! And Ruthben instantaneously delivered an another swing to the left with his leg being the extra burden to increase the blow of the offense.

Ting again! But now the man is taken aback by the blow by Ruthben's astounding force and speed which he used his fire to smother his enemy, Boom! But Dash again! His opponent dashed once again!

Tack! He recovered using his feet and his dagger now being the offense, spinning and turning either attack or even defense, Ting-Tang-Spin!-Tang-Then Poof! Ended it an another fire! His aim finally succeed hitting Ruthben!

"Guhrghhh!!!!", he grunted, but actually he had just managed to block it as he used the sword of his.

Now his hand is bleeding more because of it, and his body now began to feel the heat of the ability. But there's no time to waste! He immediately started to swing to the side of him after doing the guarding action!

Each pulling into into a consecutive blows, he struck and struck again but the hooded man is effortless in defending skills, his dagger is a purposeful mess! And in each spun can be a stabbing and slashing technique!

It's a weapon full of weird degrees that makes the offense now tips to the hooded man again as he turned his technique many times, many of it were stabs that were meant for the opponent of his! And Ruthben struggled by the speeds of that rotating blade as each attack of him is as easy to deflect!

The dagger is just as weird as him! He complained as the hooded man's weapon is able to spin like a wheel, with each rotating side became impossible for him to even land blow towards the hand of his fiend.

He can't disarm that man! He just can't! But the man hadn't used his abilities for a while. Probably because of an exhaustion of magic energy.

Which it motivates him, furthering putting his steps to the front and making the hooded man back out from Ruthben. His blow continuously controlled, thought it gets harder for the man to counter. And with more of his steps being withdrawn, he is bothered by this sort of action.

"What the?! Stop pushing me!"

"Oh you don't like that don't you? Then I will make it worse!!" He vigorously tried to push his opponent to the fire, and when the man says don't, he finally knows the elements and the rules of the hooded man's abilities. A rule of using fire magic. In which he exploited it for the duel of them.

"So eventhough you are a fire user, you cannot withstand the fire's heat if you can't nullify it, don't you? And now the reason you don't t use it, is because your magic energy is low now, am I correct?"

"Like as if I would need to care about my response!", he is taken aback from it, his head began to rotate around him, sound began to muffled each time a second had passed throughout him.

And The King finally had a smile, a bit.

Even nullification needs that energy, which is why when he uses his biggest fireball, he can't make fire anymore. He continued with his mind's mumbling. And with a Thak; he kicked the hooded man's chest, "kahk!" Blood spat from his mouth again, it's a blow that will stick upon him, making his steps toppled his balance, thus the steps didn't touch floor again, but rather in mid-air.

"Gurghh-tt...!" The hooded man grunted, his consciousness only remained in half by the blow of Ruthben's kick. And in motion when his body is in a falling state, he felt that time had slowed down for his fate, each reception feels like it was thrown out into space.

And the sword Ruthben use move towards the villain of him, towards his left arm of that man. And when he do, it's already too late for that man to retaliate.

Ktahk! His left arm now separated, cutted by the sword and flew the blood of him, away from his body in a drastic way like a leak of a broken pipe is how much the damage his shoulders took from this.

And the man suddenly didn't scream, his ears felt the pitch with high frequency, and in addition the experience in a deep sea, his body started to fail him.

Thuk, he fell down, his back landed on the ground, and his eyes seen the black corners around him. With his sight only seen the blue sky within, his creation turning into smokes because of the lack of fuel for it.

Rise, in his view he'd seen Ruthben remained a fixed gaze towards him, his presence covered the view as he neared towards the man in near-death phase

"And though you can actually use your powers, you are afraid that you will burned yourselves, how pity of you.", Ruthben sentenced as he saw the fight started to get withdrawn, the fires starting to die out, the same it will be for his opponent.

"If you were here to clarify what are your intentions, you may as well lived to my kingdom. But if not, then Bleed. Bleed until you are dead.", he looks at the hooded man, no response. After 5 seconds, still no response. Which Ruthben took a silence from it, giving up the idea of interrogating the suspect, before leaving the man as he should be as he puts his step away from him.

The hooded man only wanders, his mind reeling every memory of him, each were his cruelty but one of it are not. And that is the moment when he met the stitched finger, the one who's his face except his mouth covered, and that suddenly changed his mind a lot.

And Ruthben didn't know longer that the hooded man had just risen, with his body began to stand up. Thinking it was a perfect time to kill him.

"You think that I am not able to tell if you are standing or not?", he turned his direction, now his face facing towards him.

"Now answer my question. Who are you and what is your reason to do an assassination? And don't try to think of a way to kill me, your missing hand makes it easier for me to end you"

"Should I care for an answer that will not save me?!? I will just make you come along to the angel of death!!!The group of mine had believed my skills to kill you! So even if I'm gonna die, I'm gonna brought you to despair too!"

Replied with a shake of his head did Ruthben did slowly, he is unimpressed with the man's loyal will. "You should've think your safety more than your party.", and off he goes towards the man, It's now or never. He will most likely to detonate himself to kill me. He thought crucially, he must bear to take the risk.

His steps never missing the rhythm of his dancing, the hooded man gritted his teeth in pain as the fire started to burn his skin, peeling it away as it deteriorates. He can't waste it to nullify, he must kill this king as long as he is alive.

With the mindset that nurtured, his fireballs projected in a blazing speeds, poof-poof! And now they cannot be avoided by Ruthben as he is forced to block each fireballs within! Each deeply penetrating and injuring his already bleeding hands from it!

And then, it hit! As Ruthben tried to counter one of the fireballs there is one that successfully hits! "Grahhh!!!" It turned his royal uniform in front into ablaze which he immediately rolls down towards the man to extinguish it.

And he used his foot to advance, recovering it and put a slash towards the right arm of him. Furthering stopping the man from ever casting again!

The man backed off, and to Ruthben's surprise! The hooded man's mouth started to ignite! Pufeww!!! It casted flames towards the front of him! And it covered all of the view!

But "HIYYAAARGGGHHHHHH!!!!" He's still ressisting! His body instantly went to front and KTAHK-TAHK-TAHK he sliced the hooded man in less than a second!

It instantly makes the fire gone! And the hooded man can't believe that this is happening with his eyes grew too wide, his vision fading into darkness immediately as time slows once more towards him, "Im-..possible..." And THUK, the hooded man falls down once again! This time his body is in three pieces. There is no way from him to be spared now.

And the king, injured by the burnt of the heat, sat down. Resting the burden of him to that had weighted his soul at this fin, "A waste to let him live when he doesn't want to." he murmured silently, his voice almost unheard as it

Thankfully his face doesn't get ruined, eventhough it stinged him painfully as he needs it for the public face. The people shouldn't be worried of this, but they are likely gonna be anyways.

So far, the only major problem was his hands and of course his fingers. The countless blocks he had to do...makes his hand turned into this....

This time, he is speechless. He is not the same man as he was before. "I couldn't be a comparison towards 'that man' now. Such a sad thing for me..." He murmured, the egnimatic word he had mean it led to a mystery on who could it be when the king had referenced towards 'him'.

And being that the hoofsteps becoming near towards him, he gazed the upcoming team that are supposed to rescue him. The Royal Knights of Him.

The horses ran fastly, they put their maximum speed towards their hooves, with their clacking sounds can be here through beneath as it vibrates the ground. And one of the knights that are in The Royal carriage came to greet him.

"King! We knew Your Excellency could make it out alive! But take our hands your majesty! The Group of that man's band is coming for the king's assassination!", he offered a lending hand towards his below, in which Ruthben catches it as the carriage flows through the pavement road. And Ruthben enters the carriage with an exhaustion in his face.

"Thank you, my fellow knights, I know I could count on you." He praised them, with each of the knights there bowed down towards the king for respect and also took a gratitude from him.

"We are apologizing towards you, Our King. We are the ones who should've been thankful because of the heroic deeds, Our King. But Your Majesty, it appears that your excellency is badly injured by the fire ability. We should find a Chirurgeon to tend in burns in an instant and a Apothecary for a long term treatment. And all of this are for Your Excellency's health concerns before we are moving towards Eastfield."

"What was the reason again we are moving towards Eastfield?"

"The man with the fire powers was one of the the crews that attend the group's assassination. We are late because we are holding out the rest of the crews that are coming towards us when we are trying to take Your Majesty with us, Your Excellency. Thankfully our skill managed to defeat them all without casualties as they are more weaker than the fire wielder Your Highness fought."

It's a relieve to hear actually, eventhough he needs to be feared of the impending doom that is coming towards him but actually, every moment of him didn't stop remembering from god, and in which he smiled with the current test he is in by the god himself.

By the name of the god and it's praises is the most forgivable towards his creatures, am I really compatible for the test? If so, please let me live to do good deeds. And if not please forgive all of my sins. His tear dropped one a bit, but he felt it comfortable despite the things he's in. Like a feeling of the dews in the morning phase. For some reason, it felt comfy.

And when he thinks so; his eyes get weightier the moment he pondered about it, and thus it shut close slowly as he is asleep by the exhaustion he is in.

The Knights smiled by the king's action, his heroic deeds had been unknown for it's purpose, the bloodline of The Eastfield certainly have The Reminder's quality.

Maybe they are the bloodline of those sacred people? None had known...

But what is known for sure is that the carriage fades away from the scene, as the group's intent is to get carried away from that country, so that they'll not met the group of the assassin's.

Clack-Clack-Clack-Clack, there goes the sound of hoofsteps fading.

Fading...Fading into some place considered a safer rest.