Defiant

"Everything that I am is a gift as well as a curse." Rumors about an infamous Mage-sprout - Azalea "The Bewitched"- had been circling around the Hunter's Council. Such rumors tend to attract the attention of various organizations. It's easy to tell with the uncanny similarities the men enquiring often possess. These malicious gossips had produced troublesome situations for Azalea's demon hunting job. Most hunters are afraid to team-up with her and some people are reluctant to make a hunting request with her involved. During her solo hunt in Dimatagpuan Region, four students from the renowned school, AB Academy, appeared before her with an odd offer. This academy's Headmaster had grown a sudden interest in her skills as a Mage and he wants her to enroll as one of his scholars. It is the most unexpected offer which might as well bring the greatest change in her current lifestyle. Is she prepared to leave behind her normal daily life of hunting and fighting, to turn it around into an unusual daily life of socializing and schooling? How will she respond to her new environment as she learns more about who she really is?

Airam Zenemijil · Fantaisie

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Counter 22: At the End of an Eroding Cliff III

While they are both lying down, trying to get back on their feet; Il Darvan swings his ax consecutively. There is not enough time to counter it. They stare at the strong gusts of wind with eyes wide open as the force of shockwave pass through them. All they can hear is the crashing sound from behind followed by another strong gust raising the dirt, dust and pieces of grass to fly and chaotically dance with the ranging wind.

“Ouch,” a man’s voice cried from behind. “That must have hurt a lot.”

Isaw quickly turns around to only find himself surprised to see nothing there. Xiao Feng, not minding who it might be, steps up keeping herself alert in case another attack follows.

“I thought I heard some very nauseating voice back here,” Isaw says while scratching the back of his head. “Weird, none of the buildings seems to be damaged though.”

“Hey! Isaw, you idiot, UP HERE!” The same voice growls from above.

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