Tales Of The Supremes
/ Tales of the Supremes 26 ASTRAL MASTER
"Those who can stand, bring others away from this place." The old man ordered solemnly.
They fed healing pills to the red-haired and blue-haired men.
Though the two were far from being cured completely, they can run without the help of others.
Bringing forth the might of an Astral Master, a powerful gust of crimson red energy circled the old man indicating his fire soul element. Awakening soul element was an indication of being an Astral Master.
The beast roared, displaying its sharp teeth. It's intimidating eyes with horizontal foveal streak were looking at the old man as if he was its powerless prey.
It hastily dashed towards the old man leaving the land to flatten by its strength and heavy body.
"Ocean flame!" the old man shouted. The crimson red energy turned into burning flames bringing scorching temperature.
His people halted with their widened eyes.
"That's..." they all know the origin of that heat.
"Let's hurry up." A voice of a woman snapped them out. "We shouldn't let his sacrifice go in vain," she continued. Though it sounds like encouragement, the gloomy feeling behind those words was clear as day.
The old man they knew might be an Astral Master, but he was far enough to command that enormous fire element. If one did it, death was inevitable.
The old man extended his arms forwards. The flames followed his gestures sending waves after waves of scorching fire.
The Callous Buwaya stepped back feeling the flame burning its body.
In a minute, the old man stopped in his track. He spouted a mouthful of blood.
"Damn it!" the old man really was pissed off. His energy was visibly depleting. Though he managed to stop the beast, it takes him a toll of energy and the beast seemed not interesting of backing off.
As he thought so, the beast really didn't know how to back off.
It roared, exerting its energy as it dashed towards him.
"Tsunamic flame!" he shouted. Scorching fires gathered in front of him creating a gigantic wave of fire. Extending his arms forwards, the fire moved meeting the incoming enemy.
Boom!
Two powerful entities collided leaving a crater on the ground. The surrounding dust flew vigorously.
The beast tumbled onto the ground, but it was far enough from being defeated.
The old man sent flying, only stopping his momentum when he tumbled onto a gigantic boulder hitting his back hard.
Blood flowed on the corner of his mouth. If one looks closely, they will notice how hard the old man breathe and how bad the wounds of his body.
His companions couldn't bear to leave him to his death, so they all turned around and want to lend him a hand, but the old man stopped them and ordered the same thing. "Run!" His voice echoed to their ears.
They can feel the strong desire of the old man to save them. Some had grimaced while others could only bite their lower lips while clenching their fists.
They dragged their injured body out of the predicament situation as ordered by the old man.
They ran as tears fell down to their cheeks. The memory with the old man swirled to their minds, but all they could do was run for their lives, weeping.
They wanted to help, but they thought of the sacrifice that the old man was doing in order to save their lives.
"I can't protect them anymore," spouting a mouthful of blood, the old man glanced to his companion from afar. They were his trusted aide.
Seeing how far they had already run, a smile of satisfaction surface his face.
The beast shook its body to put off the fire. It roared as it dashed towards him.
No other resort to defend himself, the old man exerted his remaining energy and formed a shield of fire. He knew that it will not suffice.
Suddenly, he saw silhouette after silhouette appeared in front of him.
"We will not leave you again, our 1st elder," Saying so, 10 more shields appeared forming 11 layers of shields.
Blood flow on the corner of the mouths' of the red-haired and blue-haired men. They have taken the healing pills regaining little of their energy for a moment, but now they used it, they knew death was inevitable.
The B beast did not stop its momentum. It ran towards them shattering every shield they formed.
As the most injured of them all, the red-haired and blue-haired men spouted a mouthful of blood before they lost their consciousness again.
But before the last shield was shattered, another silhouette appeared.
The silhouette raised his right hand horizontally. A one-meter radius shield, with foreign writings emerged, acting as the second defense. It was just simply made of pure energy.
Before they can assess the figure, the beast hit the shield of fire, shattering it into fragmented light.
The powerful energy of the beast hit the last layer of shield but it wasn't enough to destroy it.
The collision created a dazzling light that assaulted their eyes, and a large explosion reverberated. The winds blew violently and the land shook, leaving a crater under them.
Tala raised the rusty sword and coated it with fragments of her own sword. The dazzling light hid the powerful might of Tala's fragmented sword.
A second later, the beast fell dead with a slash on its throat. Because of the dazzling light, no one saw what happened.
When the dazzling light vanished, the nine conscious people were rooted in their location with mouth agape.
They could not fathom what happened. All they have seen after that collision was the beast already dead.
They simultaneously looked at the silhouette, beside the Callous Buwaya, facing it's back to them.
The rising sun made his surrounding glisten as if a thousand of stars descended to glorify his glory. The silhouette looked unfathomable.
The silhouette approached them giving them a chance of seeing the silhouette clearly.
'A boy?' The old man was startled.
They incredulously looked at the silhouette who save their lives.
Tala did not pay heed to their scrutinizing gaze. She walked closer to the two most injured men, holding their pulses to examine their condition.
Although baffled to what the boy was doing, they let him as they heard their elder's approval.
Sensing the weak pulse, Tala heaved a sigh of relief. 'These two humans were willing to sacrifice themselves to save their comrades. Worthy to be saved.' Tala thought.
She then opened the pouch where the remaining three healing pills were. Because the two were unconscious, Tala needed extra effort to feed the medicine to them.
The injuries of the two slowly healed up. Their energies were recuperating. A moment later, they regain their consciousness.
The others around were dumbfounded, especially the old man. 'Is it the saint healing pill? It might be. This boy is truly not an ordinary one.'
Regaining their consciousness, they were perplexed.
"El..elder, h...how?" Sensing his healthy body, Baga, the red-haired man, looked to the old man, confused. He deduced that he just needed a week more to fully regain his energy. The blue-haired man was no far from him too.
Before the old man can explain, the boy stood in front of him.
"Here!" The boy extended his arm. Seeing no movement on the old man the boy continued, "It's the same pill that I've given to the both of them." 'This old man willingly faced the beast
even if it cost his life. Worthy of help!'
"I can't. That pill was costly. I..I don't have anything worthy to be exchanged to it. And you already gave two to us." The old man hurriedly said.
"If you want to pay, then any healing pills will do." Tala gave him a smile. 'They might felt it weird if I just freely give them this and I'm out of pills too.'
A young boy stood next to Tala, panting. "If I were you, I'll take it before everything mess up." Kalipsi advised. He dashed hurriedly to Tala's direction after the beast fell dead.
The old man was baffled to the young man's advice.
Sensing no movement from the old man, Tala was frustrated. 'They're wasting my time.'
Tala clasped her fist and said, "Sorry!"
The old man was perplexed. 'Why would he apologize.' He thought.
The boy sent a normal punch to the stomach of the gloomy and weak old man. In doing so, the old man's mouth opened wide and let out groans.
'Chance!' Tala flicked the pill towards the mouth of the old man. 'Feeding him was more a headache than the two.' She thought.
"_" I should have just taken it. The old man was full of regret.
He's injury slowly healing up.
"I told yah!" The young man resounded.
"_" Everyone
Chapter end
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