Lost?

Karl's head was numb at this point and his heart was pounding like crazy, there were too many ups and downs and variables in this battle for his poor mind to handle, just when he thinks Astrick is losing something crazy happens and flips the tables completely, and when he thinks he's winning Conor suddenly gets a sudden power boost out of nowhere...

But right now...

Seeing the state Conor was in, he took a few steps back dreaded by the killing intent that was coming out of him, he didn't know what was happening nor the reason behind Conor's sudden agitation, but it made him so afraid to even think straight let alone get involved in the two's fight.

He was also so surprised by the power Astrick has shown as much as he was by the power Conor has, he couldn't wrap his head around how humans could possess such strength.

And just when he thought this battle couldn't get any longer or crazier he saw Astrick holding Conor's katana with all his force behind it with just two fingers, but the way Conor used his body to knock Astrick across the room made his heart stop beating for a second as he took a shocked gasp.

His fear only got worse after seeing Conor's next attack getting closer to Astrick and watching Astrick doing nothing but frowning with a dark look on his face, a great feeling of despair and guilt washed upon him as he started blaming himself for bringing Astrick here and being the reason for his death.

But yet he was still hoping for some type of miracle to happen and save Astrick from this situation, but this little hope was crushed when he saw Conor's sword starting to touch Astrick's skin...

He was now regretting his fear and how he let it control his actions and prevent him from saving Astrick, but just as he was closing his eyes to avoid the scene unfolding in front of him he saw something that made his eyes widen in shock.

Just when Conor's katana was about to slice off Astrick's head Astrick disappeared out of nowhere.

And no, he didn't move at a high speed that Karl's eyes couldn't process but he literally disappeared leaving no trace behind him.

Just as Karl felt like he was losing his mind he saw Astrick appearing out of nowhere behind Conor's back aiming to land a fatal strike.

Karl didn't know if his eyes were fooling him because what Astrick just did was something impossible, it was like he teleported from his place just to reappear behind Conor's back, which is something that should be humanly impossible...

'Unless... '

A wild guess crossed his mind as his surprise passed over anything he has ever felt before, after all, if that thought was true he was going to need to save him no matter what not just for his sake but for the sake of the entire base.

After all, superhumans don't grow on trees and are more precious than diamonds these days, in fact, many people would sell their relatives just to have the protection of one of them.

And so Karl's sudden bravery was understandable, after all, even Karl had his family, loved ones, and people he cared about in this base and he obviously wanted them to be as safe as possible, and what's best to assure their safety than a superhuman...

...

While Karl decided to do whatever it takes to save Astrick, Astrick himself was using his full power and putting all the force and speed behind that one slash of his...

His strength and speed were now much higher than before as he was using the same technique the first mutated zombie he fought had used, he was using his mana to enforce his muscles and strength by spreading it around his body...

Which was one of the most painful things Astrick had ever done or felt, but he had to fight through that pain if he wanted to survive and get out of this place alive...

Gritting his teeth, he tightened his grip on his sword to the point where his hands started bleeding, but it wasn't like he could feel it anyway because the pain of spreading the mana was completely overwhelming it and he couldn't feel anything other than it.

With his focus ultimately high he threw a quick slash with Conor's neck as his goal, but the confused Conor didn't just stand there waiting to be hit as he could feel the wind being cut behind him...

He instantly moved his body in a way that'd get his head to safety, and though it worked, he was unable to avoid the fatal strike landing on him as he watched his arm slowly being sliced as Astrick's sword slowly plunged into his flesh.

Looking at his own hand falling to the ground as it started rolling, Conor's facial expressions turned ugly as an immersive amount of pain invaded his system, then...

"Aaargh..." An inhumane cry echoed through the dojo's walls as Conor's expression turned even crazier than before releasing all the killing intent in his body...

He jumped with an insanely high speed towards Astrick who was just standing there amazed by the enormous killing intent.

It wasn't that he didn't want to move but his body didn't allow him, his primal fear stopped him from being able to react properly and so all he could do is just stand there like an idiot.

Astrick's legs were unable to hold him anymore in the face of death as he fell on his back, and with a look of dread painted on his face, he thought to himself.

'Is this how I die...?'

While Conor's sword was getting closer and closer to his vision, Astrick closed his eyes afraid of what is about to happen as a small tear started dripping down from his eye...

'I'm sorry Clara, this big brother was a failure who couldn't protect you... '

This was his last thought before...

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