2026-01-30 18:25:00Multiple growling sounds echoed everywhere, and out of nowhere.. black wolves burst forth from the thick bushes.
"Hahhhhhhh". Kim screamed loudly in fear.
It turns out that he awaken a mage class, and have only learned a single skill.
And according to the rumors he heard, mage weren't meant for close combat..
Yet, the wolves were charging directly at them.
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Chapter TwoThe silence that followed the collapse was heavy, broken only by the hiss of escaping steam from a ruptured pipe somewhere beneath the ruins and the steady, rhythmic dripping of water.Kim lay flat on his stomach on the surviving sliver of the hallway floor, his fingers still locked around Mary’s belt. His muscles burned, every fiber of his body screaming in protest. Below them, the pit was a churning cauldron of shadow and settling dust, completely devoid of the sickly green light that had illuminated it moments before."Are you... are you okay?" Kim’s voice was raspy, scraped raw by the ozone and smoke."I’ve had better Tuesdays," Mary muttered, her arms trembling as she hung suspended over the drop, her boots dangling just inches above the jagged rebar protruding from the rubble. "Pull me up, Kim. Before the rest of this hallway decides to join the basement."With a desperate grunt, Kim hauled backward. Mary scrambled, her hands gripping the edge o
fighting 4
The dying star of green fire in Kidda’s hands didn't expand outward in a clean shockwave; it imploded with a sound like a church bell tolling underwater.Kim didn’t have time to flinch. The air pressure shifted so violently that his lungs felt like they were trying to invert themselves. The blue spark still hissing from the copper pipe junction flickered, fought, and then surged with a terrifying, blinding intensity. The entire house groaned—a structural shriek of old wood and forgotten iron protesting against forces it was never designed to hold."Mary!" Kim roared over the mounting roar of the grid.He didn’t need to look back to know she was moving. A heavy thud echoed behind him, followed by the slide of metal across splintered floorboards. Mary had abandoned the stove and lunged across the tilting gap, her boots finding traction on a beam that had miraculously held its shape. In her hands, she clutched a heavy, rusted length of rebar she’d yanked from the rubbl
Fighting 3
The green light flared again, a sickly emerald strobe that cast Kidda’s shadow against the exposed, splintered subflooring. The stench of ozone and scorched earth rolled up from the dark, hot and heavy enough to make Kim’s eyes water.Kidda wasn’t just trying to throw the beam off anymore; he was trying to tear the house apart from the inside out. The neon rot on his arm flared back to life, no longer blinking but burning with a furious, solid glare. The ancient joists around him began to hum, vibrating so violently that the dust dancing in the air formed tight, geometric patterns."He's tethering to the foundation," Mary barked over the rising drone. She didn't wait for Kim's acknowledgment. She dropped to both knees, the rough edge of a split floorboard biting into her slacks, and drove the second iron wedge into the main support beam running parallel to the hole.She didn't have a mallet. She used the heel of her boot, striking the cold iron with raw, frantic desperation. Thud. Thu
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The blast hit his back before they even touched the floor. It wasn't just heat—it was a heavy, concussive slap that knocked the wind right out of him and skidded them across the greasy floorboards. Behind them, the whole counter simply ceased to exist, replaced by a shower of burning splinters and melted laminate.Kim rolled onto his side, coughing violently, his vision dropping into black-and-white patches. His sleeve was on fire. He beat it out against his thigh, his eyes tracking Kidda through the smoke. The bastard was just walking through the fire. The flames didn't touch him; they seemed to part around his boots. His eyes were huge, glassy, locked onto Kim like a kid about to crush a bug.Mary was already up on one knee by the sink. Her face was white, covered in soot, but she wasn't crying. She reached into her coat, pulling out the heavy iron spike they’d taken from the capital."Stop trying to block him," she said, her voice dropping int
Fighting again
The smoke didn’t lift. It stayed low, thick and yellow, smelling like burnt hair and whatever chemical shit Kidda had mixed into his sparks. Kim hacked, spitting a mouthful of gray grit onto what was left of the linoleum. His lungs felt raw, like he’d been swallowing broken glass.Through the haze, Kidda hadn’t even moved. He was just standing there by the ruined doorframe, his hands dangling at his sides like he’d just finished a casual stroll. He looked down at the last few orange embers of Kim’s wall dying out on the floorboards, then looked up, his face blank."Is that it?" Kidda asked. He sounded genuinely disappointed, which was worse than the laughing. "You blew your whole load on a shield?"Kim couldn't answer. If he opened his mouth, he was going to puke or pass out. His thighs were shaking so bad his knees kept knocking together. Behind him, Mary’s fingers shifted, digging hard into the leather of his belt. It was the only thing keeping him upright."Kim," she breathed again
No running
The heavy oak door didn’t just open; it exploded inward, spraying splinters and plaster dust into the cramped hallway.Kim flinched, his hand instantly flying out to shove Mary behind his back. She didn’t scream, but her fingers dug so hard into the meat of his shoulder that it stung. Through the settling gray haze, Kidda slouched into the room. He didn’t look like a terrifying warlord. He looked bored, which made it so much worse. He kicked a piece of the shattered door frame out of his way with a dull thud.When his eyes landed on them, cornered against the kitchen counter, his shoulders started shaking. The laugh started as a wheeze in his throat before tearing out of him."Hahaha!! Do you really think that you can survive?"He pointed a finger at Kim, mocking him. Kidda's voice was loud, scraping against the low ceiling of the house. He took another step forward, completely unbothered by the fact that Kim was already drawing on his own energy."My ability is special," Kidda sneere
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