Chapter 10: Other Enemies

"Ouch, they didn't even come to assist me!" Hart complained itching his head and walking to the opening of the cave.

To his own surprise all his wounds had healed, however it occurred after an hours of strain and patient waiting.

'Even after an hour they did not show up to find me? Is something wrong or have they abandoned me?'

Hart could not tell, all he did was walk into the tunnel once more with this thoughts in his mind.

[Something is wrong Hart be careful]

"Whatever I just beat a grade nine terror beast, I am kinda too strong though," he said a bit proud of himself.

[It's a fourth grade beast, do not get too cocky or you will get severely injured]

"Ok boss man, thank you for the words of advice," Hart increased in pace and soon reached the point of battle where he had left Koran and Cynthia they were no longer there.

'Looks like they left me thinking I would die and ran for help,' When Hart processed this thought he almost cried but held his eyes from it. It was normal, he always got betrayed and left to die by everyone. He should not hassle over the....

BOOOOOM! The ground shook as the loud noise erupted from up front, this called Hart's attention to run towards the origin.

'I have a bad feeling of this!' He thought increasing in pace until he finally got to the scene of the accident.

A large gouge in the earth crust just at the entrance of the cave and Koran in it bleeding and injured severely, though he still struggled to stand up again.

Hart felt betrayed to see him in this condition, 'he must have fought alone, but how did he get this.....?'

"Hahahaha! Are you the legendary Ss rank mage everyone has been talking about?"

Hart turned his gaze to the source of the voice, it was a man in white garment with red designs on it, his hair was totally white and his eyes orange with a mystical design on it, this was the enemy that defeated Koran.

There was still more information in the background, Cynthia was tied with a thick brownish rope lying on her face with other people he could recognize as those that did the test alongside him.

On the right was another man in the same uniform as that of the first man that spoke, but this man had a much meaner demeanor, taller and broader shoulders and dark yellow eyes that pierced into Hart's soul.

'This guys must have set this as a trap, the grade four beast would have been working for them and if it was that strong their strengths will be on a totally new level!' Hart pondered unable to estimate his advantage over this enemies.

'Can I really win this? They should be awfully powerful to have captured every single person and defeat an S rank mage without gaining a scratch..... Damnit!' Hart folded his fist and made a cool battle stance.

[You cannot win Hart Margata]

'Thanks for the advice big dog!' Hart did not bother with what he was told and said, "are you scared to attack me?"

"Not quite!" The bulky on chuckled sizing Hart up like he was a product to be sold. "His power level are still too weak so he won't be a problem!"

His pair nodded in return, "I have never experienced such a primitive Phoenix Warlock before!"

'Wait how do they know......' before Hart could complete his eyes sharply turned to his left and the enormous man that had been there dissapeared from the earth.

Hart's senses began to tingle and he turned around sharply to see a fist propelled at his face so strongly that he saw the air around it shake violently.

'Shit! I am no match for this guy's......!'