A/N: Well, I'm not well-versed in fighting scenes but I tried my best— hope you enjoy it!
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"Well, I'm fucked, ain't I?"
I looked at the two hooded figures approaching me, and the silence of their walking in the hallway with the contrast of it with the growing anxiety of my heart displayed how this universe really hates me.
"....Looks like I have to give it my all to survive this."
Regardless if I want to die, I don't want to be killed by others.
I want to kill myself, not other people.
Gazing at the two, they suddenly stopped midway for some unknown reason. It seems like they're trying to gauge me and my power... those are a sign of professional assassins.
Well, they're dressed as the typical assassins that you will imagine in your mind; they wear these outfits colored in black, with a hood to conceal their faces, black gloves and boots, a belt with some kind of unknown weapons and their main weapons in their back, a scythe and a katana user.
Thus, there is one conclusion that I have with these people— they are here to kill me.
"....Am I an idiot? Of course they're here to kill me....."
Damn, I'm in deep trouble, ain't I?
Silence permeates the hallway of the guest rooms while we are staring at each other.
No one's moving on their own, just silently staring at each other to find some opportunities and angles to kill each other.
While the guest hall prepares itself for the incoming fight that might result in its destruction. You can hear the fire cinder on the side of the explosion and the approaching guards outside the mansion investigating the cause of it.
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"Do you know how it started?"
The guards asked the maids outside the mansion.
"Where are you when it started?"
"I'm in the kitchen, cooking some food for the young master when suddenly... an explosion happens."
"Do you know where the young master Keizen is?"
"No, I didn't know, The Marquis especially hide him from the world knowing that these types of scenarios will most likely happen if they know where he is."
"So you think it's most likely an attack on him?"
The guard asked gravely to the maid.
"Yes, I think so."
"Shit! Then, we must find him and make sure he's safe or we're fucked by the Marquis."
The guard commander of the mansion said to the maids, guards and many people working in our house.
"We must find the second son of the Marquis or we're fucked, Everyone Move!"
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In hindsight, I know that this explosion seems like a diversion tactic used by these assassins.
It's a planned commotion with the intention of diverse attention... and then, come to me and take my life.
Ahhhh, shit, they've really seemed prepared for my death.
Goddamnit, It's just my second day in this universe, and I'm already being fucked by this world, huh?
Also, there's an additional problem right now that I have.
My body was hurt beyond hell... every move hurts as fuck and my bruised body worked itself up to try to become a hinder and try to kill me on this fight.
But although stacks are against me.
It's just another end of line to me, I guess.
I've already died and I want to die again too. Maybe these people will give it to me regardless if I want it or not?
"Huahhhhhhh."
I sighed, and calmed myself down for now from these unnecessary thoughts and looked straight into their eyes.
Because if you panic, you die in this fight.
And if I really die to this, it will look bad to those who died before me in that war.
Therefore, my only conclusion when I
thought about before, looking at the ceiling...
I will never run again, never again to myself, to the people I love and this universe, even if it's just a parallel one at that.
I want to die yes, but only in my hands. Not this world, not this assassins, not this body's enemies and not this universe.
.....Only in my fucking hands.....
And even if it's a fight to death, I will never run unless I have no chance of winning in that fight.
However, I will not be a hero nor a naive person in trying to win a losing battle.
"And even if I die, I don't want to be a coward that much anymore that will run in any signs of danger."
I readied myself and looked for the nearest thing that I can grab as a weapon in this hallway.
And... they are still warily watching my every move.
I look at the probable things that I can use as a weapon in this gloomy hallway.
The hallway of the guest rooms, the fancy doormat that was soft to your foot, the rocks that scattered after the explosion and the statues that exclude dignity due to its history.
That's when I remembered something...
These statues usually have weapons in their real weapons in their hand.
I might well use those to protect myself.
Well, that was a thought when the assassin with a scythe suddenly leapt out in his location and performed an attack on me.
"Shit!"
The first assassin tried to slash me with the scythe straight to my heart— but I moved step back and barely dodged it, well, some of my reflexes contribute to it due to my years of fighting alone regardless of the pain.
However, that attack, although I managed to evade it— a grazed wound suddenly appeared in my abdomen due to how long the scythe is.
And blood immediately began to trickle from my grazed wound.
"Ahhh—goddamnit."
It hurts as fuck like my body today.
But not as much when I lost everyone and became alone.
Red blood also started to permeate my mouth as I tried to calm myself up.
"Goddamnit, it hurts but thank God, they don't have poisons in their weapons."
These people seem like those assassins with dignity, huh? Quite ironic I guess.
However, the katana assassin tried to follow up in that attack by positioning herself in my back.
And when I tried to dodge the scythe, she immediately positioned herself to draw her sword into me, and my location.
A typical attack of a katana, a quick draw attack.
I moved my body sideways to avoid that attack as her led to a miss, a missed attack that might cut my head off if I get hit and it went straight to the windows of the hallway.
Shattered glass splattered in the hallway where our battle was currently ongoing.
"Shit, what a magnificent attack."
It seems like they noticed that I can move swiftly so they used these shattered glasses to hinder my movement.
However, that's a grave mistake. I can fight myself.
That's why I went to the katana's position, then I tried to give her counterpunch straight to the face after the katana was in downward momentum.
Well, she dodged my punch, in an extremely smooth manner.
"Shit, that assassin can dodge that in point blank, huh?"
After that first exchange, the two stopped to attack and came back into their first position and stared at me, I stared at them too.
Silence again became prevalent in the hallway.
As I ready myself for the second bout.
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"He's the real deal, huh?"
That's my only thought I have when we finish the first bout.
Those deadly attacks that we used usually serve as a decoy for our targets— when we're trying to measure the enemies capabilities.
And we used that attack against this man, the supposed Biggest Douchebag of the Empire.
If he's weak enough, he will be killed by those attacks, and die miserably.
Also, it's a two-hit combo attack specialized to surprise and kill the victim in our first bout if it surprised them.
But not only did he live that, he dodged those... solely by his reflexes.
Well, as an assassin, I know whose the real deal or not due to the battle experiences from years of fighting.
And all I can say is, he's the real deal— that's my only conclusion.
I don't know that the biggest douchebag of the Arkansan Empire was like this? I thought that he was a weak human, a weak scumbag that we can do easy work on. I thought that man was a dead man when we looked up for this mission.
Despite that, this man... moves like a seasoned fighter. The one with a lot of experience at that.
I didn't know how he did it, but my intuition was never wrong.
If that's so, then why didn't he fight back when he's almost beaten to death by those people in the Empire, Is there some kind of reason why?
If he is this powerful, even with just the reflexes alone and that accuracy beyond human, I can't see him losing at those lousy commoners and nobles.
It's just the principle of the survival of the fittest afterall.
The strong always survives.
"Haaaaaaa."
But for now, I sighed and put those thoughts in the back of my head for the time being as I looked at the man infront of us, the one we have to kill.
"We will now use that."
I said to my partner as she's warily gazing at the enemy.
"Okay, copy."
I signaled my partner again using my gestures to position herself in the planned location and try to distract him and gather his attention— we will do a pincer attack him against our enemy.
The enemy looks at us with that calm expression, as if he's already experienced this type of thing.
Well, I didn't want to get comfortable with this type of enemy who can dodge with just reflexes.
It's the most difficult opponent to fight with for me afterall.
I readied myself for the second bout.
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I noticed the tension building up in this hall, like the fire in the explosion continuously burning up the mansion, the second bout to try and assassinate me was about to appear.
"I can't fight with just my fist, I have to get that weapon in the statue to be able to win this or atleast, avoid my death."
I know that I will die in this battle if I don't have a weapon, something that I can defend myself with.
I tried to look out for the statue where I can grab a weapon with.
But before I can even find something.
The assassin with the katana immediately ran out to a location near me and suddenly performed a single slash using her katana.
It seems like it's a kind of technique.
"Draw of the Thousands Ghost."
Immediately, numerous types of violet-colored energy-like slashes went after my location.
Booom! Booom! Booom!
I evaded it, just barely as I tried to move as much as possible and look for a statue of a weapon.
Well, explosions happened when her missed slashes collide with the stone halls of the Mansion.
For reference, her technique looks like some energy blades that you will see in sci-fi or fantasy movies.
I immediately leapt out from various locations, moving in one side of the door to the hall trying to dodge the attacks that are coming to me.
Because I know that the technique was dangerous in itself.
Also...
"Shit, this body hurts like hell."
This body was hurting as hell, I can feel the bruises tingling— giving pain to my already blooded body.
But adrenaline always works its wonders.
However, this woman also tried to use that technique the same again, and again— she also changed her location from time to time.
"Draw of the Thousands Ghost."
I always barely dodged it everyone solely by my reflexes.
Well, I know that trying to guard that technique head-on will kill me or severely wound me.
And I also know why she's following me— it looks like she's drawing me into a corner so that man in scythe will be able to attack me.
Nevertheless, I have seen something that will help me in this scenario when I'm moving from different locations.
A statue of dignity for fallen knights, giving to those knights of honor.
.... with a steel spear in it pointed upwards.
I slowly went to its location in the hallway, while pretending to be cornered.
And when I was near it, I immediately went to its position...
And I grabbed it and ready myself for the attack of the scythe assassin.
And that's when I heard it.
"Scythe of Avantheim."
A scythe attack followed behind my back.
"....Ahhhhh, shit!"
I growled looking at the specialized attack of the enemy coming towards me.
"Well, I might as well use that since it's a life and death situation for me."
"The Way of the Spear, First Form, Equilibrium."