Chapter Thirty Six - 036Skraaaaaaaawwwww!
Sharp gusts of wind buffeted Felix as he blinked awake. Before him, the dark armored woman was doing her best to dodge the attacks of an enraged chimera. Pit was a blur of feathers as he sped around her in circles, flapping his wings every few seconds to send a near invisible blade of wind at his enemy. The tenku screamed out again, and Felix could feel his rage.
Briefly, the woman froze, Pits Cry ability working its magic. Pit launched another Wingblade.
Pit! You beautiful idiot. Felix felt his heart lurch in his chest; whether that was elation or a side effect of the poison, he wasn't sure. He tossed an Analyze at her.
Name: ???
Type: ??
Level: ??
HP: ???/???
SP: ???/???
MP: ???/???
Lore: Humans are adaptable and prolific breeders. They can be found in many corners of the Continent.
Strength: Strength, Agility
Weakness: ???
That's...less than useful. Does she have some way to block Analyze?
"Damn chimera!" The dark woman rolled and tumbled away from a sharp blade of air, somehow pushing off of nothing to reverse her direction and dodge a second blade that sped past.
Pit's Wingblade is level 5!
Felix tensed his limbs, feeling excruciating pain as feeling returned to them. Wobbly, he pushed himself up into a crouch, then into a stuttering stance only a breeze away from falling. Pit let out a warbling cry of joy, and the deadly rogue fixed him with a frustrated exclamation.
"You've got Journeyman Tier Poison Resistance? How?" She half-stepped and dodged another wingblade. "You're like, twenty?"
Felix didn't answer, focused more on keeping his feet. He leveled his gaze on her, letting Meditate activate and begin to regenerate his wounds. "Why?"
"Why what?" She asked, bemused.
"Why try to kill me? Why--"
"Because I could, kid," she interrupted him and brandished the long daggers she held in a backward grip. Felix hadn't even noticed them being drawn. "Good job surviving this time. You won't again."
Felix saw the shadow Mana swirl around the rogue, stretching from nearby sources to pool at her feet. Quick as a blink, the power swarmed up her body, which de-materialized right before his eyes.
Oh no, not falling for that one! Felix threw his hand forward, his eyes suddenly feeling warm.
Influence of the Wisp!
Influence of the Wisp is level 22!
Blue-white fire flickered around her form, briefly banishing the gathering shadows. The woman's eyes grew wide before something around her neck flared and shattered. She stumbled backward, surprise still writ large across her features.
"Tricky bastard!" Her white eyes flared brightly behind her half-mask. The woman's body undulated, bending in ways Felix was positive humans were unable to, and abruptly half a dozen knives flashed forward.
Felix couldn't dodge; he was barely standing up. So instead he just relaxed, letting himself fall to the ground. Still, a sharp line of fire traced across his scalp, while another blade lodged into the meat of his left shoulder. "MHFF!"
The pain was manageable; he had felt worse. Felix pushed, forcing his still-numb palms down onto the shoddy roof, throwing his body up and into the air nearly fifteen feet. In a moment of inspiration he whipped out a hand, conjuring his magic.
Shadow Whip!
A tether of matte black shadow Mana coalesced, snapping out at the woman's outstretched hand.
Shadow Whip is level 13!
Gotcha!
Felix hauled on the line, which did something he should have expected: While he was strong, perhaps stronger than the rogue, he was up in the air. He had zero leverage. Instead of pulling the woman to him, Felix was yanked toward her.
"Ah!" Felix twisted his body by tugging on the line, which only accelerated him more. He crashed into the rogue with his right foot half extended, the rest of his body awkwardly splayed. His foot missed, but his jack-knifed torso bashed directly into the woman's legs, sending them both into a tumble toward the edge.
"Blighted ass!" The rogue pushed at Felix, stronger than she looked, and started grabbing for something. Before she could knife him again, Felix struck out blindly, kicking again and this time pushing her away from him. She slid only a couple feet away, but Felix clearly heard the tink of steel on stone.
Marshalling his Strength and Endurance, Felix pushed up to his feet. He was recovering slower than he wanted, but he had something in the tank. He took several steps backward, bending down to retrieve his hooked sword with his right hand; when had he lost that?
"Who are you?" He panted, wiping away at the blood pouring down the side of his face from his scalp wound. "Why are you helping the giants?"
The woman got to her feet slowly, watching him all the while. She seemed reluctant to turn her back on him, now.
Good, maybe she'll wait before she attacks agai--
She blurred forward.
GAAH!
Felix brought his sword up in a reflexive parry, catching one of her long daggers on the axe-like bow of the blade. But that left his chest wide open for the second of her daggers, which zipped toward his heart.
Parry is level 2!
"SKRAAAW!"
A blast of wind cut between them, knocking the dagger aside as Felix spun to his right. He put some more distance between them and slashed out again, this time feeling his blade scrape along her forearm armor thing.
Bracer?
"Thanks Pit!" Felix flashed a smile, feeling the general placement of his Companion. "Stay back on this one. I've got her."
"Oh you do, do you?" The rogue arced an eyebrow at him...I think. "How'd someone like you get captured by the giants? Lose your bodyguards?"