Meanwhile, in the jungle, where the trees could be seen everywhere without any sign of an open area, two people were seen staring at each other deep in the forest, surrounded by many weeds.
One of them was fat looking young man with light- brown hair, while the other was a young man with his trained body and green eyes. The fat young man was Gibson with his eyes that was glaring at Clark was chanting a spell and kept attacking him without delay.
*clatter* *clatter*
"Give back my miniature, peasant!" As he spoke, the sound of rocks pile stacking was heard as his feet were no longer normal, and he was covered by many hardened piles of earth that became twice bigger than normal.
*crack*
Agile like a snake, the hardened of his feet that looked heavy actually moved as its own, flying and making a wave of the earthquake heading toward Clark.
*clank* 2x
"I didn't steal yours!" On the other hand, Clark was shouting from the deep of his lung while constantly mumbling and chanting a spell, making all of Gibson's attacks were blocked easily by newly created roots.
"F*ck you, why you still moving if you're not! Just stand still, let me check your pockets" Gibson was enraged upon seeing his attack was easily blocked with simple trees roots; he then charged forward with both of his hands gathering energy.
*bang*
"Big Hand!" As he charged, his mouth began to mumble and chanting a spell, making the energy on his hand turned into a big earth hand that covered and protected his palms.
"Don't blame me if you are hurting too much," Upon seeing the attack from Gibson, Clark shook his head as his gaze turned into determination. Immediately he felt a surging power sucked into his body.
At the same time, as he felt his power suddenly vanished, Gibson's expression slowly changed into fear. However, it was too late upon seeing Clark gathering energy on his hand with the wind pressuring and accelerating his body to keep forward.
*swoosh*
"Fortitude Counterattack!" While Gibson was in a panic, Clark opened his eyes and shouted. A large amount of energy gathered on the entire of his right hand, blinding the onlookers for a moment before revealing a hand that was covered with a surface of the wood.
Simultaneously, his right hand also created a short and sharp sword that was basically a katana that he usually used.
*boom*
Although the katana was entirely made of wood, the sharpness could be seen when Clark swung the katana to the side, creating a small crater on the ground.
Meanwhile, as if nature cherishes Clark's victory, Gibson, with his speed that should be collided around five more minutes, was pushed forward by a tickling sensation from the strange roots.
Gibson silently cursing his mind as his mouth began to mumble even he ate a lot of wind. Upon seeing Clark just standing still, with his strange posture, holding a strange sword, his eyes were delighted.
The energy began gathering on his big hand, "Golems!" Gibson then shouted, making the gathered energy shot forward and planted on the ground ahead of him.
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The ground suddenly trembled with a shadow raised one by one. Upon closer look, the shadows were just handmade earth dolls the size of a young human. The earth dolls stood stall, blocking between Clark and Gibson vision.
Although Clark was dumbfounded with his action, he also could not do anything after activating this spell. He just silently stood still with the swordsman posture, holding katana with one of his hands while the other hands were spread, ready to grip Gibson's neck.
*boom*
*boom*
A loud breaking and piercing sound was heard, causing the birds resting on the tree's branch to be soaring into the sky in fear. The leaves that covered their battle from the sunlight also began falling down, coupled with some small earthquake.
With the earth dolls blocking Gibson's way, his fat body easily crashed at them once, causing the earth dolls to break into many pieces of debris flying everywhere, even one of them hitting Clark's arms.
On the other hand, Clark did not notice anything suspicious. Instead he was astonished upon seeing many bruises on Gibson's face.
"HA! Come at me!" Strengthened the posture and tightly holding the katana with one hand, Clark's eyes turned into solemn as he shouted in loud.
The upcoming crash and debris flew to the side of his face; when the shadow of Big Hand from Gibson finally entered his view, the katana on his hand began gathering the power.
"Mugen!"
*crash*
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On the other hand, in another part of the jungle, a blonde young man was seen standing near the surrounding rocks with part of his clothes were burned.
His eyes were sharp while holding both short metal daggers that did not have a handle," I'm truly surprised; you have been hiding your power for a long time.
"I remembered you lose to that fatty," when the blonde young man spoke reproachfully, he smiled broadly; however, with his reflexes, he suddenly dodged and jumped to the side.
*fuzz*
"You are too weak as Master Wizard's son, Matson," another cold and woman voice was heard in the line of the blonde young man's gaze.
In his position before, a white burning fire was seen, completely destroying the rocks he used to lean to the ashes. Even after the rocks became a speck of dust, the white fire was still flaring, burning the surrounding meadows and leaving a mark on the ground.
When Matson, who was on the ground, heard this, his indifferent gaze turned chilly as his body already jumped forward while simultaneously throwing his short daggers to the person's shadow.
*swoosh* *swoosh*
However, as soon the daggers came in contact with that person, the metallic dagger slowly melted back into pure liquid metal that slowly turned back into white-ball energy.
"Your magic is too weak when compared to him; even with your trained body, you still can't beat me, hump!" A cold snort was heard as the person finally stepped out from the shadow of the tree.
A girl with a headband that ties her long red hair fluttering in the wind was seen, crossing her arms around her chest while looking down at the upcoming attack from Matson.
In addition, her body was completely warped with some armor made by light; the armor shape looked like armor for a woman, basically valkyrie armor with a faint great sword attached on her back.
"Are you really the one who beat Clark?" the girl spoke sarcastically, piercing the heart of Matson. Her body was emitting holiness, but unlike Elizabeth's peaceful aura, the girl's aura was completely opposite full of violence.
"Is that so?" Matson smirked; his body was charging forward even without a weapon, simultaneously the metal liquid on the ground had vanished, replaced by a dagger with chains attached was emerged from above, aiming steadily at the center of her head.
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However, while the two of them were fighting and arguing, they did not notice a shadow was watching from the top of the tree.
When Desmond saw this person, he might know because she was the black-haired girl he froze alive at that time.
"What the point doing a pointless battle when our goals are already stole by that evil man!" the black-haired girl gnashed her teeth upon remembering the calm and indifferent gaze of Desmond.
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