8 Debris

The two remaining guards were in shock, and were trembling on their feet as they glared upon a teenager taking down a Guard Commander with ease.

"Just where did these Wizards come from?" They both thought but were left swallowing their spit, being rendered out of words.

Mogranius connected his hands with a clap, moved them on top of his shoulders and swiftly waved them to the bottom of his hip, unleashing a thin formation of fire that started off from two feet long and became six feet when it reached the two remaining guards. 

The Fire was so thin, that if viewed from a specific point it would only look like a very thin string raging through the air, but if viewed from below or above one would be able to see a one foot wide plate like Fire flying.

The fire cut through the two remaining guards like a hot Silver sword through a rope. Breaking through their chest armour, piercing their skin and even breaking their spine in two, these Guards were pushed 10 feet away, their corpses slowly burning into a crisp near a next door store.

The store next door wasn't a store anymore, because that last fire that Mogranius shot, broke one support beam which forced the whole thing to wobble.

Fire rapidly spread through the building, leaving it no chance to be shut down with water and now the other Houses are at a risk to catch on Fire.

Raising his right hand up, blasting Fire from his palm and watching the rest of his hand being surrounded by it, forming into a Bear claw like Fire Figure, Mogranius shouted. "Follow me."

Without a moment to spare, he walked out of the book store, and started running towards the main gate right after they passed the city center.

The center who was crawling with people before, was now empty due to everyone noticing the disaster, leaving their crops behind without thinking twice, none would be willing to sacrifice themselves so easily.

As soon as this little group passed the empty city center, tens of illustratio guards were already heading towards them with weapons flashing thanks to the sunlight.

Trying to fight bundles of enemies one by one at such a vulnerable situation would be nothing but stupid! So Mogranius decided to buy some time, by giving the Bear Claw an arm as well and stretching it all the way to a big house close by. 

The bear claw alone rapidly expanded once reaching the house, enough to recklessly split one third of the building with complete ease and dragged the rubble down the road to block the way.

This move ended up victimizing several illustratio Guards in the process but most importantly it gave them a little time to think of a plan or just run.

Mogranius turned around and saw his group gazing in shock, not used to such scenes of course. Breaking the silence, he shouted. "Eric we need to fly out of here, otherwise we will die. I can only carry one person. I will carry your father, you will carry Stefan since he is lighter."

Hopeless of his own capabilities, anxiety rising and his tone cracking. Eric shouted, "But I can't fly, how am I supposed to do it?"

Angry, not appreciating this loser attitude, Mogranius shouted back. "Then figure it out for fuck's sake, this isn't the time to hide under your father's ass."

Turning his gaze towards the Debris, Mogranius could see several Guards climbing over. At least this time it is the perfect opportunity to burn them one by one, one can't run fast over broken planks.

Smirking first, shooting three Fireballs at the same time once being sure that he targeted them properly, he witnessed meat and Iron off their chest being blown up and their bodies rag dolled for a few feet.

Now he bought a little time, he turned around again and noticed that Eric is still not doing anything. Wildly pissed, Mogranius shouted once more. "We don't have much time? Why are you standing there like a flagpole?"

Woldemir grabbed and shook Eric's shoulder and tried to motivate him. "You can do this, common! Just concentrate, you can do it."

Blankly and lifeless through his tond, Eric answered. "If you say so."

While Eric was focusing, Mogranius already started shooting six feet wide and two feet long Fireballs towards illustratio guards.

It had a little push once hitting a target, but the incredible heat made death inevitable. One Guard was unlucky enough to be blown 10 feet on the air, because he stood on top of the Debris at that time!

The rest of the group started understanding why Mogranius is so insistent for Eric to fly, because the more Fireballs he blasted, the more Guards rushed over the debris.

Hearing screams of pain and Fireballs bashing against wood made it easy for these enemy Guards to locate the battle field and join in. Eventually, it will be hard to fight them all off!

Eric looked at all the Debris in front of him, and noticed how over twenty Guards rose above it, Mogranius took out two in a break of a second but it still can become overwhelming for that old man to handle.

Putting the fact that he has to fly aside, with rage focused on his palm Eric blew a one foot wide, short tailed Fireball and knocked one of the Guards over.

Mogranius noticed it, but he was not a fan. If he had a second, he would turn around and shout at Eric again.

"Son, that is not your job." Mogranius grabbed his shoulder again, and encouraged him. "Fly."

Killing all thoughts that could lead to a lack of concentration, and focusing his energy towards his feet, Eric started breaking one sweat after the other thanks to that stress that won't fade away.

Concentration became extraordinarily hard to do, especially since Fire is usually blasted from hands. But after the toughest attempt of concentration, he managed to burst fire out of his feet.

He blew a couple of meters high, but immediately dropped down and hurt his knee too. His attempt to fly here just wasn't enough.

"I can't do this." Eric buried himself in self hate, looking at himself as incapable.

Seeing that this isn't working, Woldemir decided to move to a darker method, triggering his son's emotional trauma. "You can do this son, you have your mother's bloodline! She would be ashamed if you give up!" 

A fire like glow started from Eric's pupils, spread through the rest of his eyes and even broke loose out of his eyes, rising a foot upwards which torched his eyebrows a little bit and his hair as well!

Fire blew from his feet once more, leaving a foot wide sphere hole behind him as he flew 40 feet up in the sky in a break of a second!