One-Man Rampage ( 168 )

CRACK!

Hazuki's sidekick smashed into the armored man's ribs.

Even with full plate armor, the force behind the kick was enough to send him flying. The man was launched backward like a sack of potatoes, crashing into the ground with a loud CLANG-CLANG-THUD! and skidding across the dirt. The crowd gasped. Some even stood up in disbelief.

"Oi oi oi! Did he just—?!"

"WITH A KICK?!"

Above Hazuki's head, Ridan was still floating midair—dressed in his cheerleader outfit for some reason—furiously waving pom-poms.

"GET HIM!! YEAH, KICK HIM!! HAZUKI!! NEXT ONE!! DROPKICK THOSE MAGES!!"

Hazuki, mid-stretch, looked up. "…Which one?"

"That one!!" Ridan pointed dramatically at the robe-wearing girl, who was already gathering magic at her fingertips. "Attack her before she nukes the whole arena!!"

"Alright," Hazuki said casually—then vanished in a burst of speed.

WHAM!!