Agatha The Legendary Guild Master

"Attack their bellies princess."

Suddenly I heard this long scream coming from far. It was Gen, he seemed to be monitoring my battle as well. I felt gratitude for his care, and then I thought of what he said.

I tried every single spot I could reach, but I unintentionally neglected the abdomen of this monster. Thinking about it again made my heart palpitate, this was the weakness I was looking for.

The problem was how to attack that area now. the monster I was riding wouldn't give me the chance to hit its belly this easily. I had to improvise, and things that came to my mind were all risky.

Then be it, risky or not I had to make sure of my theory.

I clenched upon my spear as I twisted it hard to make that flying little demon roar. Amidst that I moved the spear hard to the side. The demon couldn't resist or adapt to my sudden move and it flipped its body.

At this moment I pulled the spear violently from its back as a thrust of black demon's filthy odor blood erupted like a fountain from that wound.

The wound was already deep, but I doubted it was enough to cause its demise.

I didn't stay at the back of the demon as I had nothing to attach myself to it anymore. I was gliding on the air below it, and the demon felt my absence and with its instincts its wings flapped rapidly to adjust its position.

It was ready to fly away from me, with dreams of revenge in its dirty little brain, but this was doomed to fail.

As it adjusted itself, it made its belly to be in front of me. at this narrow window I didn't delay and threw my spear rapidly to hit its abdomen.

The skin over this area was smooth and devoid of any scales, so my spear found no resistance at all and penetrated its way all along the demon's body to exit from the other end.

It was killed like this by my spear, to shrill its last scream before its life flame was turned off. I landed on the ground accompanied by that huge shadow over my head followed by the strong impact of the demon's body with the ground.

I felt the tremors and was covered by the gravels of the devastated rocks. I wasn't feeling good myself, however the fact I managed to find a weak spot overwhelmed me.

It was time for my counterattack against that demon.

The area around the pit and inside it was full of fire blazing with great intensity, however the fact that the demon stood there motionless not affected by this hell on earth stunned me.

What should I do to make this demon suffer?

That made me feel some helplessness, but I had to keep trying to kill it. if I couldn't finish it soon, then I and everyone with me would die.

"Have you finished playing around with a little human girl?"

The sudden shrill sound of that demon made my body involuntarily tremble. It seemed it wasn't just affected by my attacks, but it was also watching my fight like it was watching a show.

What a nerd demon! If that demon was at my game world then I would have found many things to make it suffer.

However I was now out of options. My magical spells had no effect on it without a reason. My spear had no obvious damage to it. how should I kill it then?

"My turn then."

These words made me have more fear as I moved a couple of steps to the back in an instant reaction to its threat. The demon then raised two of its arms high in the air and suddenly it slammed them together.

A loud bang happened accompanied by a violent shock wave that literally threw me in the air like a helpless leaf in a storm.

"Bang!"

A muffled voice happened when my spear was thrown to hit the two arms which were creating this shock wave. The loud bang was accompanied by a muffle voice as my spear was circling around itself deflected by another two arms.

It seemed that the demon was persisting in pushing me back all the way outside the area of its influence.

As this attack had no effect, then I had nothing else to do except try my best not to be pushed back any further.

So I snapped my fingers and then grabbed my spear with my two hands. I was circling around myself without a fixed axis, however I was so close to the ground.

I arched my back as hard as I could and then waited patiently for the moment I felt I was parallel to the ground and then I launched my spear like a cannon ball towards the ground.

The spear was inserted heavily on the ground causing my body to tremble violently with it. I was vibrating with the spear as my base like a bowstring after releasing an arrow.

I felt pain at every part of my body, but I didn't let my spear go. The shock wave continued to add more suffering to me, but I didn't let my spear go.

All depended on this, and I had to fix myself and hold my ground. If that demon was trying to eject me away from its dominance then it meant it was afraid, or else why it would push me outside like this.

The violent landing lasted forever for me, but it finally ended. I felt my abdomen wasn't comfortable, and I thought of throwing up but I barely held myself like I barely resisted the violent shocking waves emanated from that demon.

Once I stood my ground holding my spear strongly to prevent me from flying again, I raised my head and glimpsed at my back.

Everyone, my army and those attacking my players together, were thrown to the distance without any difference. That might have relieved the toll on my players, but that didn't mean things were that safe yet.

If that wave stopped and my players were slower in regrouping, they would end up being killed.

One on one I was confident in my players to prevail, but the odds weren't the preferable to occur. Most optimistic situations would be a hundred Vs one of my players.

That wasn't fair, but it was the fact I had to deal with.

This situation was getting from bad to worse. I had to deal with this problem as well, and I hoped I could find a way to kill the demon without endangering my players.

I then looked back towards the demon. This bastard didn't stop its attack at this point as another two hands of it were gathering two growing balls that had two different colors.

When I glanced at these balls I felt fear, as if these two had some threatening powers that might endanger my life.

I had to act, and my strongest weapon, and the only effective attack so far was the one who prevented me from flying away.

I had no way out of here without risking it all then. If this demon was using all its powers against me, then I should do the same. So, I let go of my spear as I freed one hand and then took out my staff again.

If I had to defend against these incoming shock waves then I better use the useless magic against it, and then use my effective spear against that demon.

Once I took the staff out I began to concentrate. I had to use a defensive magic that wasn't designed for defense. My spell of choice was a hard to apply spell, where I had to gather up my energy and try to send a shock wave of my own forming a crescent-like fire wave one after another.

The more I gathered, the more waves I could create. It was a mighty attack spell that could create a gap in the middle of any army, however right now I intended to fight these shocking waves and create a space for me to rebound over that demon.

Saying that, I knew this would be one of my rare opportunities to attack that demon. Knowing that made me doubt the effectiveness of my tricks over it. The tricks were enough to disturb its attack pattern, not enough to kill it.

I needed a killer move, and right now I only had one in mind.

That skill which I didn't master yet. Thinking of this made me question the true intentions of Prino. How the hell did he think of me beating this demon? Alone I could do nothing, and even by the presence of that skill I wasn't able to make a big difference.

That made me think of that hideous man's true plan. He had to have a trump card, something he would use once I and my team would be killed at the hands of this demon and those fanatics behind me.

That Prino didn't have any good intentions for me at all, which made me more furious at him, and more accepted to what I planned to do with him when I returned to the sacred lands.

I demanded my soul to be calm as much as possible, trying to recall every single trial I did before when I was trying to mix up the three steps of that skill. What surprised me was the fact I didn't see the exact effect of that skill when Robin performed on his own, which seemed a bit weird as I didn't question him for doing so.

Was he afraid the skill might hurt my players by mistake? That might be the condition here, however even if he performed the mix right it wouldn't be of any help too. Each player must perform the skill with his own personal mix.

That brought me back to my trials, as I felt more than once that mysterious resonance; that feeling of me approaching the right mix I sought.

And now I had to desperately try to find it in this critical hour.