Ali'Creed

Chapter 62 - The Battle For Robynhill Part 3 (2/2)

Added 2025-03-11 22:12:43 +0000 UTC

When Ben and the others moved back out of the way, the immense light around Hauxwell simmered down.

“Whoah!” Ben exclaimed, mesmerized by the glowing glittery particles that radiated off Hauxwells body. “It’s like he’s not even human anymore.”

Hauxwell raised his sword and pointed the end at Sudfield. “Let’s see if you can beat me this time!” He lunged forward with such speed that he vanished from sight before Sudfield did the same.

Ben scratched his head as air-shattering shockwaves erupted across the surrounding area. Dirt was being flung all over the place while trees lost what little leaves they had left, and even a few smaller bushes were completely uprooted and began rolling like Wild West haybales. It was hard to stand still without leaning forward at an awkward angle.

Ben pointed towards the van. “We should stand behind there to soften the blow of all this wind.” Once they were there, the intensity of the blasts became more apparent, and they started shaking the ground as if countless earthquakes kept coming. “It’s pointless trying to watch this battle. We’ll be better off closing our eyes and sensing their energy.”

Hauxwell and Sudfield were shooting around the air at hypersonic speeds that even advanced fighter jets on Earth couldn’t achieve. Over a dozen blows landed from each side in a millisecond space, making it hard to determine the details of their combat. It was neck and neck.

The duel had continued for some time, with Ben and the others getting used to the constant turbulence. There were even a few times when the van had been pushed back, causing its tires to smear dark marks across the cobbles. Most nearby trees had toppled over; some had snapped while others were uprooted. The road beneath where the battle was being fought had been filled with craters where meteor showers of residual magic had rained down.

“I don’t know how they can keep this up for so long. They will continue for the next week at this rate.” Ben muttered, still mesmerized by the show.

Alfred glanced at Ben and frowned with a look that told a different story. “I’m afraid it won't last much longer.”

Ben raised his brow. “What do you mean?”

Alfred huffed a sigh. “You might not be able to feel it, but Hauxwell’s energy is slowly decreasing with every strike. At this rate, this battle will be over soon.”

With the sky getting increasingly darker, another hour passed, and Hauxwell’s movements became sluggish. A few attacks from Sudfield had managed to land before one big blow that knocked Hauxwell with such force all his magic dispelled, and he bounced off the ground before scraping to a stop near the van.

Sudfield landed on the ground some distance away and began his sinister laugh. “It’s finally time for you fools to face death. Once I’m done with you, I will ravage the Hollow lands and take your Canrich Kingdom. They will beg on their knees for their lives, but I will ensure they meet slow, painful deaths.”

Hauxwell got up, patting the dirt off his armor, and laughed. “You and what army?” He pointed backward with his thumb. “Seems like your friends over there are all dead.”

The malicious grin on Sudfields face vanished as if he realized something. “How can this be? You were stalling me all this time.”

During that whole time, Ben and Alfred were occupied with Hauxwell and didn’t take the time to check up on the progress at Robynhill. He was about to close his eyes and start sensing the energy from there when a beige-colored light swept across the sky, pushing all traces of the darkness back towards the Chateau.

Sudfield started growling like a wild animal before putting his hands together. He started charging his energy again before a black ball of decay appeared, with sparks of lightning dissipating through the air and filling it with dread. “I’m going to destroy you all and everything that stands in my way!”

Hauxwell hissed some curses and kicked the ground in anger. He also put his hands out and started preparing an attack of his own.

“He doesn’t have enough energy to counter whatever Sudfields conjuring up. There’s enough power in that ball to destroy this entire valley and some chunks of the Hollow Lands.” Alfred exclaimed.

Ben shook his head. “I don’t know about you lot, but I’m not going to wait around here to die. I think I might have a plan that could work. When I tell you, force your energy into my body.”

Ben sat on the ground, closed his eyes, and started to meditate. He used every ounce of concentration to search and find the strands of magic Hauxwell used to siphon magical energy. One looked like it could handle more energy than it was transferring.

Ben forced his own magic to create a needle and spun it around so the energy formed a thread. He shot it through the air, intercepting Hauxwell’s, before tying it around. “That’s it!” The connection, which felt like a small tunnel, was formed, and he could push what remained of his magic into it.

Hauxwell glanced back briefly as if he figured out what Ben was trying to do before shouting, “As much as you can give me!”

While regenerating, Ben turned and yelled. “Do it now and keep regenreating at the same time!” He felt Alfred’s hand upon his shoulder before their magic started to knit together. It was just in time before the two powerful attacks were released.

Hauxwell and Sudfield engaged in a constant battle of energies. Both hurled every ounce of their power, but neither could overpower the other, resulting in a stalemate.

Surely, there’s another way!

I could try that other thing!

Ben closed his eyes again and shifted his concentration towards the mine area. He mentally rushed over there before zooming through its inner structure. He found the Mirium deposit in the cave, quickly created another strand, and ran it back to himself.

The moment the energy connected with Ben, he felt a sudden boost, which he transferred directly to Hauxwell. The magic stalemate shifted towards Sudfield before exploding like a small nuke, knocking everyone back dozens of meters.

When Ben opened his eyes from the ground, he saw the evening sky ablaze with a light so bright he had to close his eyes to avoid permanent blindness. He covered his eyes with his arm and realized that Sudfield’s energy signature was almost unreadable, and Hauxwell used his magical fumes to redirect the attack to the sky.

Ben huffed a sigh of relief. “At least that’s over now.”

Name: Benjamin Bailey

Titles: Owner of the Bailey Mine

Level: 9 (848/1000XP)

Skill points: 1

HP: 34/50

SP: 37/50

MP: 0/150

Currency:

Copper Penny: 10/12

Silver Shilling: 15/20

Gold Pound: 26