Temple Run

'He's begining to reach his limit...'

Seeing the sweat begin to form on Grim's face and feeling the random drops in speed, Licht realized just how bad things were begining to look for them.

With the space above them devoured and the sudden increase in the underworld magic's regeneration exposed, any drops in speed could prove fatal.

"Elf leader." Grim suddenly called out. "How much more floors to go?!"

Looking at his sweat covered face, Licht had no choice but to harden his heart and place his faith in the young half elf.

"Three." He responded through grit teeth.

'Three?'

'Are you fucking kidding me! You think I can make it through three more floors carrying your fat asses!!'

'Shit! At the rate I'm losing speed it won't be long before the underworld magic's regeneration catches up with us.'

'Not to mention that I'm burning through this elven power just trying to maintain [Breath of the Storm]!'

Feeling the effects of having his mana run out for the first time since reincarnating into this world, Grim began to seriously weigh the pros and cons of cutting these guys loose.

Having just fought for an entire day against the Eye of the Midnight Sun, an army of reincarnated elves, an elf leader whose power rivaled the first wizard king and a devil, the fact that he was capable of carrying Licht and the others while keeping [Heavens Fall] active for this long could already be considered a miracle.

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By now everyone else had begun to notice Grim's failure to maintain his speed and began to panic.

'Dammit!' Patri cursed seeing the underworld magic only a couple of feet away from them.

'Is this really the end.'

Feeling the atmosphere around them begining to darken, Grim turned to look at the two strips of rope tied around his ankles.

'I can't die here.'

'Not now that I've discovered that there's a whole world of powerful beings for me to slaughter!'

With a sharp glint flashing through his eyes, Grim hardened his heart as he came to a decision.

'Its not personal (it kinda is) its just bus-

But just as he was about to do something, a sudden gust of wind caught his attention.

"Y-Yuno?" Asta stuttered as Yuno's figure began to be surrounded by a spiral of wind.

'What's this pretty boy think he's doing?'

"Everyone! Release as much mana as you can spare! We need to supply Grim with enough to make it to the bottom floor!"

'Supply me with mana?... Mana transfer!'

Understanding Yuno's thoughts, no one held back and squeezed out as much mana they could. Even the first wizard king whose body was already on the verge of collapse wasn't holding back.

Fortunately everyone's condition wasn't too bad as a result of Grim being the main one to fight Zagred.

Using his wind magic to collect all the scattered mana being released by everyone, Yuno directed everything towards the faltering Grim.

Feeling everyone's mana flow into him, Grim couldn't help but release a monsterous roar as he pushed his body to the absolute limit and with a burst of reinvigorated speed-

*BOOM!!*

He broke through another floor!

"Hell Yeah!" Asta cheered.

"Just a little further." Licht encouraged.

"You can do it." Lumiere incited.

*BOOM!!*

He broke through another floor.

"Only one more to go!"

"C'mon Grim!"

Clenching his teeth tightly, he broke through the last floor blocking them from the bottom floor.

"That's it!"

"We made it!"

"I can see the exit!!"

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*Huff* *Huff*

'Heh, dammit, I can't maintain this magic any longer.'

Feeling his grip on [Breath of the Storm] about to end, Grim suddenly turned around and grabbed hold of the two strips of rope.

"Grim, what are you- arrggghhhhhh!!!"

Using the last bit of storm magic he had, Grim turned his body into a cyclone and used the rotations to fling the others towards the stone exit below.

"GRIMMM!!!" Asta screamed as he and the rest helplessly looked at the descending underworld magic about to swallow Grim.

'The fucks is he yelling for? Does he really think I'd save him and not myself?'

Using some quick thinking, he disengaged [Breath of the Storm] before all his mana could completely run dry. Good thing to, because those glowing eyes and white hair of his vanished.

Now if this was a normal situation, Grim would have cut Asta and the others loose and escaped by himself. Luckily for them, when he starts using his brain there is little that can stop him.

Watching the purple flesh blob about to devour him, a dark grin spread across Grim's face as he stretched his hand out towards it.

[Breath of Wind]

"Eat shit you purple fuck."

[Air Grenade]

*BOOM!!*

Using the shockwave created by the [Air Grenade] explosion to put some distance between him and the blob. He hurtled back first towards Asta and the others and considering how little mana they had left, he prepared himself for a hard landing when suddenly-

"The hell do you think your doing?"

Something grabbed onto his arm.

"Y-Yami!!"

Yep. It was captain Yami!

And not just Yami.

Elf Charlotte, Fana, Mereoleona, Noelle, Charmy and much more.

'How the hell-

Then he saw the spacial mage from the Eye of the Midnight Sun.

"Ghost face!"

"THAT'S NOT MY NAME!!"

"As touching as this is." Someone started. "That weird purple blob thing is getting closer."

"Oh right. Secre... a little help please." Lumiere asked the horned girl who Grim still couldn't recognize.

Listening to her prince's orders, Secre touched the exit and used what was left of her sealing magic to unlock the door.

"Now then." Lumiere turned to face the rest. "Lets go ho-

Not letting the prince finish his sentence, Grim who was still conscious of the descending underworld magic pushed the talkative prince aside and rushed through the exit while screaming "Move bitch!"