Screaming leaks through my pierced throat.
A muddled scream with mixed water sounds relentlessly makes my ears uncomfortable.
Drew, pierced through his throat by an obsidian spear, is either trying to stop the overflowing blood or desperately keeping his throat under control, but the more the spear is in the way, the more blood will flow without stopping.
"I just realized, you're back in pain, aren't you?
Drew didn't care about pain or anything before he made the transformation, but not now. I can definitely see you in pain.
"I have no idea how you came to look like that. I don't even want to know. But you don't want to just rumble like a warcraft, do you?
I can turn my blood-running eyes from Drew, who dyed my hair bright red. He had an eye full of hatred with Mr. Shooting just because of his gaze.
Maybe he's angry not to say anything unsolicited.
"Let's settle this, Drew Zimmel. With all my strength now, I will kill you."
Determined to defeat Drew, Jared unleashed the magic he'd been holding back from time to time.
The liberated magic emits enough light for everyone to see and covers up Jared.
Growing magic shivers the ground, winding up sand and stones.
I pulled my right leg half a step and stood half-hearted.
"Let's go."
Tong, and kick the ground and flesh to Drew.
As you enter the pocket of a giant in an instant with only simple leg strength, gently place the palm of your right hand in Drew's belly.
A moment, a shock was created, and the giant blew away.
Dragging her legs toward Drew, who retreated greatly, Jared offered her arms.
"I connected you and me to a line of magic. You can't run away from me anymore."
Between Jared and Drew were connected like a few threads of light - a line of magic.
Right hand, right arm, right shoulder, left hand, left arm, left shoulder, chest, belly, right foot, left foot, neck, head. A total of twelve lines of magic are clearly visible.
Drew twists his face, moves his arms and tries to do something about the magic line, but it can't even disappear to that extent.
You can't physically block magic. Not that there are no humans who can, but at least Drew didn't have that skill.
"Give me strength, spirits who belong to the earth -"
Together with a short chant, he gives his magic to the spirits.
All the magic that covered Jared that was visible disappeared.
"Feed my magic and wear the power to destroy my enemies -"
The Spirit of the earth gained magic and danced happily.
"Blessed is the abundant earth."
The Spirit of Fire gains magic and gathers bravely.
"It's an ambitious, warm fire that supports people."
The Spirit of Water gains magic and gives you a laugh.
"The kindness of my mother's water."
The spirits gather around Jared.
Luminescent, we take each other's hands together and dance around Jared, seemingly amusing, merciful, and inspiring.
"I swear I am a good sorcerer, respectful and loving neighbors who walk with me -"
Dragons born by soil and rock from the ground are born with roaring.
Numerous fiery swords float in the universe, pointing cutthroats at the enemy with Mr. Shooting.
Water appears all the way up to your knees to cover everything in the training area.
"My name is Jared Murphy! He's a spiritual magician!
The spirits lent strength to Jared along with the chant. Water crawls up like a snake, restraining and tightening Drew's giant screaming. Blood overflows more from my throat because of the compression.
A flaming sword is released, piercing through the body and blowing fire out of the body. From Drew's mouth, a scream jumps out of his deafness to hear.
As a creature of its own will, the dragon of the earth, who was superior to Drew's giant body, strikes and spreads his jaw wide and devours his body.
The magic unleashed at the same time with the help of the spirits of the local, fire and water attributes relentlessly strikes Drew.
Drew, who is not allowed to escape or even resist, continues to be attacked.
The dragon's left arm was devoured from its base and ashed without a trace by the flames. Blood that blows out is even evaporated, leaving no trace.
The water that binds your body like a snake tightens your body like a panacea and crushes your bones.
No matter how many times you scream, there is no sign that it will loosen.
But the transformed Drew's body did not allow him to die no matter how much pain he suffered.
With a thousand cuts on his left arm, Drew's power to gain resistance by witchcraft was undergoing an invisible transformation further.
The dragon bites to eat the other arm a thousand times, but the blood will not destroy itself any more, only pulling away the restraints of the entangled water snake.
"- You're lying, right?
Jared leaks a surprise voice to Drew, who started the resistance.
It was the slow move, but surely Drew's body moved out of restraint. Pull out each flaming sword that is burning through your body with your left arm and squeeze it.
The spirits are fogged and the magic is surely destroyed.
Jared sends more magic into the dragon and tries to stab Drew in the stop, but the giant who finished untying the water snake sooner than that jumps and switches.
"Don't let them get away here, capture them and destroy them"
When the water spirits mist powerlessly, the water makes a noise and pulls away from the area.
Instead the dragon growls and the stone spear comes from the ground and strikes Drew. But shake one arm and leg to crush and squeeze away stone spears that should be stronger than metal.
A fragment of the stone plundered Jared's cheek and bled.
Drew laughs at Jared as he continues to deal with the stone spear that still strikes him.
"-"
Something cold flowed down my spine.
I didn't think so, but Drew deliberately crushed the stone spear so that fragments could reach Jared.
I knew it, but again, I don't think Drew was looking like a human anymore.
Skills, power, and appearance had erased a boy named Drew Zimmel without a trace.
What we have in front of us - enemies with a clear hostility that must be defeated.
"You don't have to think about the rest anymore, spirits - use all my magic. But I'm gonna take him down on this spot!
Along with the yelling, it was Jared who tried to send you more magic - but the movement stops.
"Lies, you know. How magical do you think I am?
I couldn't believe the sight that was happening in front of me, squeezing out words that were blatant but powerless.
Even so, the dragon of the earth, which should have provided and strengthened magic to the Spirit, had been stopped from moving with only one arm.
"While you were fighting, did you resist witchcraft?
Trying to think of his next hand, speculating on Drew's change, a laceration ran on Jared's body and blood erupted.
"- Shit, come on, seriously... I even cut the connected line. You've gone up to magic?
The line of magic connected to keep Drew from escaping was severed, and the recoil poured magic into Jared's body and burst into small pieces.
Ignoring the pain and the bleeding, Jared takes the knife out of his lower back and wets the blade into the blood.
I resent the fact that I'm not at full speed because of the fight against Pfile. I still can't even guess why Drew has changed this way, but I can determine it's too dangerous to let him get away from this scene.
I originally thought it was dangerous, but the more time goes by, the greater the threat I feel.
- Take him into custody.
It sends magic into it, empowering and manipulating the dragons that push each other with Drew. The tail wraps around Drew's body. When the dragon's jaw is closed and he escapes from his hand covered in body hair, he dives into the ground.
Drew, who is about to be dragged to the ground, resists, but the dragon, who is only focused on movement rather than attack, was still more powerful.
He falls to the ground, heads to Drew as he plunges into the ground, and Jared runs.
I stood the knife backwards and protruded my thoughts toward my bloody eyes.
For a moment, a tedious scream shook the training ground.
Drew storms into pain with his knife sticking out in his left eye. Shatter the tail of the dragon, untie the restraint, but roll down the ground, scream again and again, smashing his fist to the ground as if it were scattered.
A rampaging Drew dyes his remaining eye bright red with anger and heads towards Jared.
There is no more magic to send to a dirt dragon, and the whole body is lacerated with recoil that has severed the line of magic. It is difficult to escape or respond to battles.
But Jared had a fierce grin in such a situation.
"Blow it up."
I mouthed a short order, at that moment - a knife that was stabbing Drew in the eye exploded with a magical flash.