Sinister Knight: Dawn Of A Sinful Calamity

Like they had already expected it, Rehabab and Naomi were unbothered by the fact that Bernald had survived their attacks. They nodded their heads, satisfied when they saw burn marks on his sin and clothes after he became visible.

With a water-like wave of lightning rushing around him, Bernald began moving forward and both Naomi and Rehabab could only raise an eyebrow when the staff in his hands disappeared and a lightning bolt appeared in it.

Bernald held the lightning bolt like it was a tangible rope, he stretched and coiled it, seeming to be testing its durability and then nodding his head, he blitzed forward, his eye filled with a white shine.

Each of Bernald's steps made the air hum, charging it up with electricity, and then when he came to stop, surprise on both Rehabab and Naomi's faces.

They had each thought Bernald would be targeting one of them, but instead, he had run and stood between them.

Naomi was tempted to make a joke at what looked like a miss, but she reined the tendency in and turned toward Bernald with a grunt, her axe following behind her, charged with mana.

Rehabab on the other hand chose to stay back and watch the clash between Naomi and Rehabab but then as his eyes roamed the battlefield, his entire expression tightened.

Rehabab's gaze focused on a point some steps behind Naomi, and unsure of his speed, he raised his sword, pointed it in that direction and then twisted it, his actions making the space his sword occupied also twist.

Just as Rehabab was doing this, Naomi who was swinging her hammer at Bernald, hoping to shoot a wave of mana at him could only narrow her eyes as midway into her attack she felt a surge of mana behind her.

Naomi's eyes widened as she realized she had been tricked and aware that she didn't have enough time to dodge out of the way of whatever attack was coming for her she poured as much mana as she could into her armour, hoping that its defence would be enough to help her survive.

Though she couldn't see it, when the attack came out, a certain kind of deadliness came with it and Naomi could not help but begin seeing flashes of her death, she felt her heartbeat become gripped and her soul constrained. Stay connected through m-v l|e'm,p| y- r

Naomi believed she was done for, but then just as death arose for her, she watched with shocked eyes as it passed by her, a javelin like white lightning bolt passing by her side and veering off to the distance.

The bolt didn't follow a trajectory of descent, but one of a straight line, it defied gravity and kept moving straight till it soared up into the sky, disappearing above the clouds that hung above.

Naomi's breathing became heavy as this happened. She looked to Rehabab and seeing his posture knew that the continuation of her life today was his doing, she wanted to take a step forward but to her shock found herself collapsing to her knees.

"What is happening to me, why can't I move" Naomi asked herself, further shocked to see that her hands were shaking,

"I am at a battlefield, I can't be freezing up now," Naomi told herself, running her mana through her being in an attempt to charge it up and shrug off whatever was happening to her.

To Naomi's shock though, she found her mana slowed and her heartbeat also slowing up, and she would have raged about this if a friendly presence didn't appear close to her.

"Relax and rest, though I was able to direct away the lightning bolt you were fully hit by its effect," Rehabab said.

"What kind of attack was that, it can't even turn my head.,"

"It was an attack from a rare type of lightning. It is popularly called a lightning soul but its true deadliness lies in its penetration ability. It cannot be defended, only redirected or dodged, anything it hits is a sure kill."

Taking his attention off Naomi who was temporarily incapacitated, Rehabab focused on Bernald who had white lightning arcs going up and down his body.

"What was that" Bernard asked in a shrill tone, his breathing coming out like it was a heavy moving current.

To Bernald question, Rehabab stayed silent, his eyes instead tracked the lightning arc roaming all over Bernald and then he sighed at his one-time haughtiness at the human race.

Though Rehabab acknowledged that demons had played a major role in Bernald being able to get his hands on something as powerful as white lightening, Bernald's genius could not be ignored from the equation, after all, comprehension did not care what race you were, your tenacity, experience and mental fortitude was what played a mighty difference.

"Had I met this man and not Hannah when I had come to this planet, I would have been executed a long time ago but thankfully things are different now."

Advancement of strength after the third order depended on one's soul strength, this being something that translated to willpower.

After deciding to subordinate under Blake, Rehabab had gotten his soul strength boosted to levels he wouldn't have been able to reach on his own in a thousand years, and though he gave a poor showing back in his clash against Naomi, after just some days of rest in the dungeon they had been taken to, he had made an abundance of progress that made him even confident he could combat Kail and claim victory.

Staring at Bernald, Rehabab considered his strength and wondered what should be his next move, but then a bright wave of light that blinded him for a second passed and swept past and he felt an incredible aura pouring from where Kail and his opponent should be battling.

Rehabab looked in that direction, taking in the sight of the combatant and most especially the gigantic windball that hung in the air clear for everyone to see and then he chuckled.

"Things are intense over there. Why don't I just go all out."

"Magnetic disorder"