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 · ファンタジー

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109 Chs

Counter 13: Bolt from the Sky (part 2)

Twenty-three minutes after two o’clock in the afternoon

AB Academy grounds, recreational area

Confrontation between Blair and the intruders

Those intruders are being too cautious. Blair observes their guarded movements. She clenches both of her fists while taking her fighting stance. She knows that the enemies are taking this attack seriously, so this is no time to lower her guard or underestimate them.

The moment she takes a step forward, one of them suddenly leaps forcefully to her direction. His speed is no joke. Blair is barely able to block his punch. She cannot prepare her D-shift in a sudden move like that.

“I guess, you weren’t that strong after all.” He mumbles. Then he distances himself before following up with a kick. “Eat this!” He yells while he spins a hundred-eighty degrees.

Blair could not hide the grin on her face. “Eat what?” She says softly while the enemy’s right leg passes through her body like he is kicking nothing but thin air.

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