Those word hung in the air and silence was the response given just then out of thin air some figures stepped out moving the air like some kind of curtain but there was one person in particular he felt familiar with "I knew you ignorant but I didn't expect you to be stupid at the same time"
A man standing 5m directly in front of him removed his hood and lo and behold it was Alex, standing at 5'6'' jet black hair and emerald eyes his face having a slightly extended jaw his face nearly having two different shades messed up dental arrangement it makes you what his ancestor did for him to meet with such a fate
"We have order from above we are to take you in" his tone vexed as a result of the comment Asher made
"you came to take me in with this many people, honestly for happened few days back I was tired and unconsciously caused some wanted reaction but I thought Arnold took care of it" his voice rather lethargic but his gaze kept scanning the people that surrounded him
"I'm not answering to Arnold" those simple words made the air heavy and the vibe dreadful the color in Asher's eyes got darker as he slightly lowered his head using the brim of his hat to cover his face
Asher inhaled deeply and exhaled and the pressure of his the air heavy imitating the heavens been lowered the current flow were released from their leash immediately going ballistic his tail coat fluttered with the current
Asher extended his left leg crossing his left hand slight over his waist line and his right hand position perpendicularly about his left fist he slightly crouched as his tone turned vicious and trembled heavily sending goosebumps to anyone who heard it "then there is no need for me to answer to you either"
The moment those words dissipated in the air he launched out aiming for Alex but halted his motion and quickly stepped back as a blade streak across his instantly grabbing the hand and pulled it towards himself changing the position of his toe towards the east enabling to gather momentum as his tore through the air into the solar plexus of one that almost struck him sending him down quietly
He didn't allow the momentum to die he flung the assailant body using it to slow down two that were approaching from behind using that same twisting momentum sprinted down to where another assailant was approach from
He clenched his fist tightly and his left leg to halt his motion which didn't occur instantly causing him to glide but that didn't stop him as the assailant swung wide which gave him the chance to duck moved his diagonally and shot his punch to the liver and using whatever momentum left in his body aided with a slight turn in his back muscle to strike the front of his chin elevating him from the ground across a few distance
His back tingled which made his tilt his head and peered at his back seeing two guys streaking there blade but unfortunately missing because he crouched extended his leg and swept one returned back to crouching position propelling himself up grapping him by his abdomen pushing to the ground and used his hands to front flip
He landed on both fee and started skipping from side to side while flicking both arms clenching both of them into fists
As smile streaked across his face planting his feet and signaled the two assailant to attack which brought a moment of confusion cause normally when dealing with a large number most people runaway but this lad was different he welcomed the situation
But they shook off the confusion and proceeded to attack releasing their intent to kill and this sent a signal to Asher which his heart pulsate with excitement and his grin grew wider
Asher sprinted forward along with them and the moment they met all hell was left loose, the short sword moved in their hands like an expendable body but Asher movement where precise and frustrating at the same time
His body slightly moved from the strike line but maintained the strike zone. The strike zone is a region where all the attack are made possible to attack while the strike line is the pathway used to ensured expected result
Asher he grab one of the assailant's arm reeled him into his elbow while driving into the other landing body strike, using pull and push tactics to overwhelm them before striking their jaw
The rush exploded but there wasn't any soul to unleash this on or so he thought immediately more assailant emerged fate was entertained and didn't want it to end so quickly hence propelling it to bring in more pawns to be used
Asher's excitement increased tenfold "these guys aren't letting up and I shouldn't either" the air around him began to swirl around him and a suction sound echoed and abruptly stopped "gents let me show how to use Thy'ril"
Thy'ril is a state that everybody born has or achieved, this is somewhat of an incomplete domain allowing the user to accessabilities of their Aether type on the surface, predominantly used by two set of people the arcanist and adepts
Asher is an adept a group of people who body pulls in aether and the type and use it to enhance their physical traits but at the same time release it the aether to use their domains like Arcanist
Asher stood his body brimming with vitality his sensitivity at peak level, the mixture of cold and hot air embracing his body the stage intensifying every assailant taking a stance Alex behind a tree shivering because what he saw was before the information he got while digging into the lad's past
Asher began to move slowly, around him grass blade bent, underneath him they broke, his body swaying from side to sidehis gaze locked in on his target and his fist clenched for blood shed
Each breath echoed most especially Asher's and as he released the last one he sprinted full force into the group ahead of him.