CHAPTER 8 – Rope solves the trouble

The massive orb is initiating down at the fallen friend, who is awoken but won't able to move. It makes sense as his mana depleted to a large level, also his physical condition is bad. After hit by that attack, being alive is seems to be the matter of luck.

"Ah!." Shrewd he, he can't move. Yet continue his efforts to decamp the place.

Gavin is stuck. His legs are yet in the effect of the spell. So even if he wished he can't do anything. As in his condition roving one step seems impossible, Saving Trent is a supererogatory talk to expect.

Azin and others were baffled about what to do as she said she can revive and regenerate herself. They are witnessing with their own eyes as certain bleeding areas begin to heal by themselves. This indicates a fair sign she isn't bluffing.

"Can I chop off her head?" Grapples the hilt of the sword.

"No gain, she probably just regenerate. "

"Damn." He loses the grip, takes off the left hand from the hilt, tightens the hands in grief, leaving it inert above the scabbard. "So what shall we do? "

Azin peers at her she seems to be overjoyed. As, she was about to crush one of the enemies, the more relish is that his pals were helpless. They can't able to do anything to save him which is kind of entertaining for her than any other things. "Say bye-bye to your pony joker. " She fleets the pace of her orb, the orb is streaking at him with 2x speed.

"Azin can you just stand by watching the death." Howls the muscle guy, he was desperate to save but that bitch make his legs immovable the guy is helpless now. "Come on man do something. " Bashing his own legs with huge meaty fists, hoping through this maybe he can be free.

"I don't want to use this but this seems to be the only possible option in this grave state of danger." Lurks his hand inside the pocket and slips out a thin thread of rope.

"How we suppose to use this, do you think we torture her with tickles of this thread?"

"Well, I have other plans be patient and wait you will find out soon. "

Jason was resentful as he never expect him to do stupid things like tickling and ropes and still hoping everyone lay their faith in him believing he can stop it with the thread. "Which fighter uses tickles and threads in fights ? " He grudged in a low voice. Yet feel immensely bitter about what was going on as a situation.

He continues to pull that thread and it keeps coming from the pocket. "Now it's over. " Whole thread is out now, but it looks more like a rope than a mere thread. According to Jason, it has to be a mere thread however his perception is clout bestial. But he had lost his faith in the guy who claims himself the boss. 'Where all attacks can't do anything, we are against someone who can revive and regenerate typically an immortal being. What a mere rope can do in such crisis.' His mind is in woes quite disappointed on intelligence of his boss. "Azin if you think that rope can do us anything good you are dimly wrong, it can't help. It's a shameful idea. "

"Hey! I am in an effort to minimize the danger, your yelling deceives my concentration." He grabs the front end of the rope, his facial feature were anxious. "By the way" He mislay the front end, holds the middle part, Anxious face averted at Jason who is staring at him in disappointment. "Where are your manners this is how you talk to your boss. "

"Ah—Sorry I have faith in you. " Though he says that but won't mean it. However, he knows one thing Azin saved them countless times, so here may be this rope idea sounds weird to him but he never let them down so he trust him, at least pretend to do so.

"Glad to hear. " He swivels the rope.

This act is amusing for the bitch, "You are pathetic. First visiting card, now pirouetting the rope. Guess I was right you do are a joker. " Her guffaw is scaring sparrows and pigeons, even eagles flew off after witnessing her voice. The sign itself shows how malicious and scary her voice is.

"You will know soon. " He aims it and threw straightly at her the Rope's front end approaching her slowly.

 'Rubbish' the rope passed by, but a part of it ticks at her waist due to which the end that already had passed grew upright and erect. It begin to swivel around and the rope which is in Azins's hand automatically moves at her with a rapid pace pirouettes her completely into its grasp. "What is this. " The two ends tithers at the top of her, she is completely truss to move. "What is this nonsense? " She snares at the worthless joker. "Free me. Now. "

"Not until you abolish your attack. "

"Fine by me, this rope is lax. It won't bother, your friend will terminate soon. "

"You think so, alright then it's time to add some pester. "

'Trent is in trouble and he piffling about rope.' Maeve murmured gravely. 'Never seen a boss who prioritize guff instead of pursuing the rescue.'

"Tyrin rope compact. "

The rope grew strait she felt pain as if it was squeezing her.  "That won't hurt it's like a tickle to me." Her face is radiates, assuring she wasn't hurt. However eyes piqued, scowling in an arduous manner.

"No problem we have higher doses. " Nods to himself, he flips the unswerving gaze at crouched voluptuous freak, whose full blossom chest is afflicted by pallid rope.

The trouble doubles as Azin increases the squeezing pressure which is 10 times more painful than previous one 'Now I get it he knows he can't kill me, so only is to torture me in a way I would retrieve my attack. ' She strives hard not to reveal the vehemence of the pain she is suffering.

He again increase the pressure and this time it is impossible to bear, she moans in pain. "Stop  Stop…" She barely manage to gaze at the joker boy.  "Gwahhh."

"Hold on. " The rope quit further squeezes, it loosens her grip a bit. The lady gasping short breaths as if someone had choked her through neck. Though she won't have any wills to do it but there's no option left so she deviates the orb that is madly drifting at Trent.

 The gravitating orb ceases, commence to upheave back into the sky. After reaching certain level of height the orb explodes automatically leaving no trace behind nor did harm anyone not even trees or animals.

"Now tell us where are the kids? " Dimple girl willow howls in anger.

"They are inside the hut."  Her body collapsed on ground, Though eyes are open. Which proven the fact that she is alive but is suffered a hell lot by the rope torture that the joker had bequeath to her.

They unlocks the door and budges in, the hut was a huge place from inside too. The inner wooden walls were reddish brown is of four rooms,. Where size of one room is equal to entire plot of a big house. The kids were inside the second room the room which is surrounded by all sort of toys such as swords, soft toys, spinning tops and many others. Also they looks delighted, it gives them the impression they enjoy their time being in here.

"They appears rapturous. " He strips his head, Trent is jolly to find that the kids were safe but also woes about how's that possible.

"That's bothering actually. "

"Don't you think that's good Gavin. " Azin blaze a red eye gaze to the Gavin.

"No—No I don't mean in that way. I just think it's a matter of wonder don't you think? " He walks inside the room where children were playing. Some girls were building the castle with cubes, some were playing cards. The two boys besides that card game guys, were fighting with each other with wooden swords.

"Kids do you wanna go home? "

"Is that a matter to ask of course they want to. "

"Shut up.  Or else.. " He is about to took out the swords from his scabbard.

"Relax  I—I was just joking it's for comedy man. " Crop up to be frightened, also its logical the guy had no energy to fight for now and to the other hand Jason was fully recover do he was at the disadvantage definitely never prefers a fight in that condition.

The blonde girl's sight catches the attention she immediately gathers the kids "Hey everyone these guys were from Phantom Accolades and they will take us back to our home. "

All kids were shouting laughing gathers around her, "Is it true. " One small cutie asked he is a chubby boy but a lovely one.

The blonde girl wags her head "Yes."

"Yippie." He ran joyously at them and hugs the leg of Willow, her dimples had stolen that boy's heart. He keep staring at her beautiful face like a girl that got her favorite doll. "Can you drop me home? "

She glints offers a blushy smile. "Why not. " Her blush make him feel bashful so he glints down at the floor of the hut.

"Hey! He is shy. " Trent caresses the little boy's hair. "No need to shy after all she is beautiful what more you can do kid. "

"Not again. " Everyone is just moving out of the hut.

They rescued the children also catches the culprit who is responsible for this tragedy. They hand her over to the villagers and parents never tired to give blessings to them they all were extremely happy. Though they solve the mystery but there are few things which remains unclear. "What did she want, why did that and if she abduct the children why she won't torture them what's her exact motive behind this kidnapping? "