Otiz said, "Now—begin."
A second passed, then another, but nothing happened so far. Professor Obsidian stood behind Otiz.
Otiz asked, "Sir, what brings you here today?"
Obsidian said, "We have nothing to do on weekends besides paperwork and petrol runs, so we might as well watch the battle. Who do you think will win?"
Otiz replied, "I'm sure Liebe will win."
Obsidian asked, "Why so sure?"
Otiz said, "See and you will understand, sir. Liebe is quite a talented pupil."
Obsidian countered, "A 1v15 isn't something I'd bet on."
Otiz said, "If Liebe becomes our team leader, I can promise we will win the World Championships."
Obsidian said, "Let's see."
Meanwhile on the battlefield, Jared called, "Everyone maintain formation. Surround him from both flanks. My unit will be backup."
Everyone answered, "Understood."
In his head, Liebe finished making his plan. When everyone took formation, they all fired various attacks toward him. Seeing the onslaught, Liebe intoned, "Dark Magic — Shield of Dark." Their combined attacks from three directions were blocked. Everyone hesitated.
Jared barked, "Why are you stopping? Continue to bombard him with heavy attacks. Send that half-breed back to the hell he crawled from!"
Liebe's dark shield faded. Jared sneered, "See? A few attacks and that puny shield is gone. Now kill him."
Liebe said, "I didn't want to use this spell here, but I suppose their lives aren't worth it now."
He whispered, "Dark Magic — Dark Malice." Liebe's bloodlust flared; all fifteen opponents saw their deaths in an instant. Liebe thought, Such despair from a single spell—how fragile their lives are. Time to send them a message.
"Dark Magic — Dark Spear." A small dark orb formed from Liebe's darkness. Someone shouted, "Sir, what do we—"
Jared ordered, "Prepare to block!"
Liebe replied, "Right flank—first."
"Dark Magic — Devil Spear!" The orb emitted a giant beam attack that wiped out the right flank.
"Right flank! Right flank!" someone shouted. "Sir, we used our shields—that's why we're barely alive; if we hadn't, we'd be ashes."
Licht watched and thought, No—he did that on purpose. If he'd tried that earlier, those five would be nothing.
Jared ordered, "Left flank—prepare a pincer attack!"
Liebe changed formation. "I won't allow it."
"Dark Magic — Dark Castling." Liebe teleported in front of the left flank leader. "I won't allow you to get in the way."
Otiz said, "See, sir? This is why I have such high hopes for young Liebe."
Obsidian said, "Challenging an admiral on his first day—I wouldn't expect anything less."
Liebe chanted, "Dark Chains." Dark chains shot out and attached to the enemy's limbs. He then gathered five opponents together and struck. "Dark Magic — Dark Impact." He destroyed the entire flank with a single punch of condensed darkness.
Licht thought, Keep it up and don't let the bloodthirst get to you.
Liebe landed. Jared sneered, "So the fly finally shows himself."
Liebe said, "No—I wanted to turn your death into a display."
Jared shouted, "All four of you, focus your magic on buffing me! If anyone else can, tell them to join too." Obsidian said aloud, "Looks like Jared is finally depending on his holy relic."
Otiz noted, "Someone using a holy relic—and Liebe just wiped out two flanks without drawing his sword. This will be interesting."
Jared roared, "Muscle Magic — Strength of the Gods! With this power I will purify all sins of you half-breeds!" He charged. Liebe punched Jared—nothing happened. Jared boasted, "My holy relic, Blood of Angels, hardens my muscles, increasing my defense to match my offense. With my offense extended by these four, you can't even scratch me. I, Jared, will become the next Fleet Admiral, then the strongest captain, and finally the Grandmaster." More of Jared's allies rose to help him.
Liebe said, "You dare use others as crutches and hope to become Fleet Admiral—much less Grandmaster? Don't kid yourself. The only reason I stand before you is to give you a taste of death."
Jared punched Liebe in the gut, sending him crashing into a boulder. Liebe wiped the blood from his face and said, "You will perish along with your beliefs. The weak don't get to decide where others die."
"Dark Magic — Dark Chains." Liebe clashed with Jared; the chains wrapped around Jared. Jared taunted, "Looks like the pain's getting to you. Thanks to my magic, another passive ability is shock absorption—so those punches don't even hurt me."
Liebe concentrated. "Dark Magic — Condense Dark." The dark chains condensed on his fists. When their fists met, it was Jared who felt the pain.
Jared exploded, "Damn you, half-breed—how dare you hurt my perfect body!"
Liebe said, "Shut up." He unleashed, "Dark Magic — Dark Enpack." He punched Jared in the gut, sending him back. Somehow Jared kept his balance.