33 Risen#re

Edith sighed as she ran out of the tent watching Lirians back.

She felt it, she was so close to seeing beneath the uncaring exterior Lirian always put up, but these damn creatures had to ruin the moment.

The students she selected as bodyguards from her class quickly formed a guard around her and she watched as Lirians three guards surrounded him.

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Hinata looked at the fast approaching horde with trepidation, but as she thought about it she realised that this could prove to be an opportunity.

She knew that Lirian could handle himself well but in a crowd of creatures he'd have a hard time following everything it would present her with an opportunity.

If she could get rid of Lirian here, by causing him to make a slip-up, she could only imagine the way the headmaster would reward her for a job well done.

This was a god sent opportunity for her and she silently offered a prayer of gratitude to the goddess of luck.

Lirian could tell that the coming horde was enormous from the tremor in the ground, at least three thousand creatures strong and he had already detected almost a hundred mystic creatures of first grade.

He knew that this time he would get to fight no matter how well the students performed he quickly shouted his orders.

Thirty warriors grabbed the available bows and cracked open the crates of arrows as they began to knock their arrows and draw their bows, they fired volley after volley at measured intervals.

The psychics used their force energy to guide the arrows accurately and give it a little extra push, delivering fatal blow after fatal blow.

The archers soon created a line of death on the field, but they were not fast enough to stop the advance and soon the first wave arrived.

Sensing the opportunity Lirian laughed aloud with joy that made everyone around him worried thinking that he had lost his mind, what was left of it anyway.

"Edith take full command of the field!" he ordered, ", and make sure to keep up with my flow."

"You three," Lirian pointed to Pollock, Hinata and Eido, "Stay out of my way if you come close don't blame me for cutting you to shreds," he said arrogantly discarding them.

"Also make sure that no one comes any where close to me in the battle!" Lirian found crowds troublesome, the reason was simple, to get through them without hurting anyone was difficult, but right now, he had free reign to chop down every last creature without a care in the world.

Edith looked at Lirian with an ever-creasing brow, "Lirian what are you planning to do?" she shouted but he had already dashed forward with his hand on the hilt of his katana.

Lirian ran, enjoying the feeling of freedom he hadn't experienced in years, he jumped across the trenches with a single graceful leap, as soon as he landed a blue-stripped tiger that broke out of the firing zone pounced at him.

As he rose up Lirian entered the unsheathing stance and brought the sword out with a sharp ringing cry the creature had no clue how it had died as it took one last look at the world it's head came down a dozen yards away with its maw wide open.

Lirian grabbed onto the paw of the creature holding it up and delivered a heavy kick to its gut, blood spilled everywhere as the body smacked into another creature that was about to pounce on him, Lirian did a graceful spin and slid the katana through the neck of another approaching creature.

It trashed around as boiling blood gushed from its main artery creating a bloody flood on the ground, but Lirian had already moved on, just seconds had passed, and he cut through half a dozen creatures.

He heard the shouts from behind him as Edith ordered the students that saw him race forward to stay away from him, just with that quick display he had proven his prows.

Hinata's eyes flashed with anger as she saw how easily and swiftly he dispatched the group, 'How the hell am I supposed to get a chance?' she scram internally with gritted teeth, she looked around hoping to find something she could use when her eyes landed on the waterfall.

"m-Miss Edith," she called hesitantly.

"I-I-I think we should lead the creatures to the waterfall," she said surprising them, she shook her head as she tried to come up with a reason quickly.

"What?" Edith looked at her like she was stupid, if they went to the waterfall there was a good chance that the students would fall.

"I know it sounds stupid," she said trying to hide the desperation in her voice and pushed her head to come up with a good plausible reason.

As sweat pooled on her face she had an idea, "There are to many creatures at this rate they'll over run us, but if we can lure them close the waterfall, the psychics and mages can use, wind spells and force energy to throw many creatures down, it will mean a lot less effort for us," she surprised herself with the logic of her plan and she couldn't help but think that the goddess of luck was on her side.

Edith fell into contemplation; the mages were already tired from the previous assault so they wouldn't be able to last for long.

As she thought of it the plan it did seem desperate, but they were desperate they didn't plan for the attack to come so soon, and they didn't even get a chance to set up the barriers when this attack began.

"Karen," Edith called out, "Alert Lirian of the new plan," she looked at Hinata with a meaningful look, this plan was a gamble, but it did have the potential to earn them some breathing room.

Lirian was busy cutting a bloody path through the creatures, he carefully avoided the firing zone as he pushed through the creatures, when he got the mental message from Karen, he felt that it was a bold plan.

But he didn't say anything against it, against these numbers they were bound to lose a few people, the new plan would give them a chance to avoid the losses.

Lirian felt a surge of wind energy coming at him from behind and bent backwards and did a reverse summersault on the ground narrowly avoiding the scythe like arms of a mystic creatures.

It used its wind energy to dart around quickly, coupled with its hinged legs it gave it an unnatural fast speed, it was another one of those reptilian mystic creatures that was killed earlier.

It released a shrill screech every time its strikes missed Lirian who dodged around it's attacks with ease, it fuel its cutting scythes with wind energy and launched a barrage of attacks, 'at last,' it thought as it felt meat being split, but when it looked for the corpse of the unusually nimble creature it saw that it cut through something else.

It released a loud shrill of anger as it begun to wildly trash and attack in a crazed frenzy.

Lirian stepped around the creature with graceful steps, luring it around, he was making it kill its own slowly and methodically.

He did love killing, but nothing was more thrilling than making an opponent kill it's own in the heat of battle, and he could tell from it's movements that it was unusually intelligent, it this creature evolved one more time it might enter the ranks of god beasts.

God beast were classified as any creature that becomes sentient, it didn't mean that they were gods or that they would become gods, it only meant that they could communicate on an intellectual level.

'This one will make a good specimen to earn points,' Lirian thought, once the creature ran out of steam, he made quick work of it, he slid the katana between it's joints and in seconds the creature lost it's limbs and fell into a limbless heap on the ground, crying out in pain and fury.

Lirian moved on as the battle slowly progress towards the waterfall, it was a slow and delicate process.

As the growing piles of corpses grew around Lirian some of the creatures started to back away, but they were soon replaced by a ring of mystic creatures.

Over a dozen different mystic beasts approached and Lirian felt another circling around him underground, waiting patiently for the perfect opportunity to strike.

"So, you little things have finally come up to play with me, I'm glad, your underlings were a bore," he chuckled softly as he released a breath of steam, a wide murderous smile took form on his face.

Sensing the growing killing intent, the katana shuddered with joy, it knew from the battle so far that it was unworthy to be wielded by this being, and relished in joy, it had fulfilled its role in spectacular glory.

It wished only that its master could hear its voice, but sadly that was impossible, no matter its master's skill there were limits.