Published at 1st of January 2021 06:13:37 PM
Even though the largest thug is clearly trembling, he still readies his sword and turns to face Alicia . However, the swarthy-skinned leader doesn’t move . He’s just staring wide-eyed like he can’t believe what just happened .
“Uwaaagghhh!” the biggest man roars as he runs headlong at her . He’s literally doing the exact same thing he tried to the first time, just running in, blade blazing . What an idiot .
For a moment, Alicia doesn’t move . She just calmly looks towards the door as if she heard something from outside . But as the man approaches, she returns her attention to the battle, effortlessly raising that heavy ax . I blink and she’s instantly next to the thug and she’s swinging the ax down towards him .
Ax meets sword as sparks fly, but the ax ends up winning out . In an instant, the sword shatters, the tip clanging to the floor .
I can hardly believe my own eyes . I never imagined the sword would break like that… .
I knew Alicia had speed on her side, so I’m not surprised that she was able to intercept the sword’s strike, but I thought she would at least be overpowered in a head-on altercation like that .
How is it possible for those tiny arms to compete with him in brute force… . . ? From prior experience, I already know how strong that man is, so I would have thought Alicia would be the one to be pushed back… But she not only stayed her ground, that man’s sword was the thing that gave out first .
To think that she’d be this strong even without magic .
Since I haven’t seen her using magic, I would imagine that they found a way to seal her abilities . It clearly wasn’t the ropes that did it, so I’m thinking it must be that collar around her neck .
And that would make sense . I’ve read about magic-sealing collars in a few books before .
“My…… sword… . ” the thug mutters as he looks down at his hands dumbfoundedly . He’s still clutching the now empty hilt .
Alicia doesn’t waste this opening . She drops the ax to the ground and then vaults into the air . Like a bullet, she flies towards the thug .
What extraordinary leg strength, I can’t help but think in awe .
As she approaches the thug midair, she grasps either side of his head and thrusts her knee hard into his face . The man staggers back, clutching at his face with his hands, but Alicia simply lands lightly on the floor . Blood pours through the gaps between the thug’s fingers, though I can’t tell if it’s coming from his nose or his mouth .
Without missing a beat, Alicia picks up her discarded ax once again and raises it high .
With his one good eye peeking around his upraised hands, the thug must see Alicia coming for him since his whole body starts shaking . But he doesn’t move . He just stands there, petrified . He’s so scared, he can’t even try to run away .
Alicia races forward and then kicks off the ground hard .
Based off of her trajectory, I’m assuming she’s going to swing the ax at the thug from the front, but then she disappears again .
When I find her next, she’s by the wall to the side of the man . For an instant, her feet touch down on it, her body parallel to the floor . But then she bends her knees and launches herself from there .
With tremendous speed, she flies towards the thug . In one fluid motion, she sends the ax slicing through the air in a horizontal arch directly towards the back of his neck .
Those easy movements . That speed . Everything seems almost inhuman . There wasn’t one wasted movement in the whole sequence . And even though she’s killing people, she doesn’t show even an ounce of hesitation .
The ax slices all the way through the man’s neck, sending his head flying . At the same time, a shower of dark, red blood spurts up like a volcano . The shack is so small that the spatter rains down on the whole room .
I’m not too happy to say that a good amount of it splashes on my face and body as well . After this, we’ll probably need to make sure we get checked for infectious diseases… . I think to myself almost giddily .
The instant I saw that man’s head being blown off, everything seemed to move as if in slow motion . The scene of his severed head sailing through the air is now seared vividly into my mind .
There is a disgustingly wet splatting noise as it smacks onto the floor . It bounces slightly once and rolls all the way to the door and out of the cabin .
I can’t seem to tear my eyes away from it . They follow its every move, transfixed .
“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaa!!” I hear a blood-curdling screech as the head rolls past the threshold .
That annoyingly shrill voice… . Dimly I look towards the door to find its owner .
… . It’s Liz Cather .
No wonder Alicia had looked that way earlier . She must have heard them coming .
Just outside I see Liz Cather standing there, surrounded by her typical following of handsome, braindead suitors . A perfect gathering of incompetent idiots and the like .
Although, I don’t see Henry anywhere in their mix… . . Nor Duke .
They’re all standing there wide-eyed and frozen, just staring in disbelieving horror at the head . Liz Cather is shaking like a leaf and Alicia’s brother… . Alan, is gently supporting her .
It takes me only a moment to take it all in, and then I swiftly turn my gaze back to Alicia . I have no time to waste on those fools when there’s still one more captor left alive .
Alicia doesn’t seem to have reacted to their screams in the slightest . Her eyes remain firmly on the last remaining thug, the swarthy-skinned leader .
“Bye-bye,” she says quietly, mercilessly, an evil grin stretching across her face . She readies her now very bloody ax and swings it down right towards his head .
“Nooooooo!!!”
Liz Cather’s shriek resounds through the tiny hut . And in that moment, Alicia stops . Completely .
… . . Or should I say she was stopped .
Liz Cather’s magic froze her in place .