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"Seriously?" Viktor was the one to comment while Jayce shook his head.
"Only Willow would think that's romantic."
"It's kind of hot when you think about it," Onyx noted.
"He does have a point with the wilting reference," Neo added.
"Whose side are you two on?" Jayce questioned. "You two are jealous assholes when it comes to Willow."
"Yes," they replied.
Dimitris sighed. "As long as Willow gets the pleasurable end of the stick, I think they brush that part aside for later acknowledgement."
"Right," Jayce replied.
I turned back to the battle as Saint decided to trigger the rush of blades that were heading towards me. My eyes darted around, trying to catch onto the magic flow as if this were some game of connecting the colored dots.
My body was ahead of me as my magic filtered down to my hands, creating swords of charged magic in time for me to begin slashing at the blades to divert them from stabbing any major organs.
The first wave of daggers triggered an onslaught of waves, leaving me no choice but to deflect as many as I could while attempting to multitask and observe the flowing connection of his magic.
Very few knew about this technique - that finding the weak connecting patterns in one's moves could trigger the spell's downfall if you struck the right chord. The only problem was it was a pain in the ass to decipher because every wave carried a different weakness.
I gritted my teeth as blades began to slash through my flesh. My arms were still working overtime to deflect the ones that would do a bad number on my body, but my eyes were focused as they darted all over the place - my vision growing darker as I focused harder and harder.
The cuts on my flesh only grew, and I could feel the tension from my right.
"If he pierces a vital organ, I'm killing him," Onyx concluded.
"You’ll need a helping hand with that," Neo grumbled, “I’ll humbly sign up."
"If you think I'm going to slow down because you two are being antsy fuckers, it's not happening!" Saint snapped, but I could tell he was thinning out.
"A little more,"my wolf encouraged, and suddenly I could see what she meant this entire time. The plan was fucking marvelous, and yet it was brilliant enough to distract me, a blade slicing past my left cheek.
I hissed at the sharp pain and purposely used one hand to spin my sword in front of me to deflect the next wave of blades as I corrected my mindset.
"Saint," Dimitris actually huffed. "Watch it."
"Now y'all are just talking with your dicks," Saint breathed. "This is a fight! If she gets hurt, suck it up!"
"And if you find yourself in the field with Mother Moon, suck it up," Onyx countered back.
"C'mon guys. Let's not distract him," Jayce suggested.
"He shouldn't be distracted," Viktor lightly noted. "He's the one in battle. Not us."
"Can ya'll shut it?" Saint snapped back, taking a moment's break as the waves of swords stopped.
"Two minutes starts now,"my wolf declared."Fight with your instincts, not your mind."
She had a point. I was thinking far too much while in the heat of the battle, and I shouldn’t dare use such tactics. In this world, you had to expect the unexpected, which meant following all your instincts.
My swords burst into pink glitter, the action drawing Saint's attention as he cursed and began to create the next wave of swords. That was exactly what I wanted him to do as I tugged at the ribbon that held my hair and quickly covered my eyes.
I was sure that intrigued everyone watching, but I wasn't focused on that as I quickly tied it in place and allowed the darkness to settle before the world lit up in energy - the wall of swords already complete and heading straight for me.
The tension around us spiked as I felt Onyx's concern while Neo was damn right intrigued by what the fuck I was planning, but I shut their emotions out along with the rest of the world, and suddenly, I was spinning swiftly enough to conjure a spike of gusts that repelled the blades that fell to the ground and faded into magic.
