The serrated edges glowed a deep crimson before they started vibrating. With a hiss, I threw my head back just in the nick of time to have it trim my hair a little, before it continued on to a wall and seemingly chewed it to bits.
Damn.
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"That sword is going to be a problem, I will need to get rid of it through you!" Creed twisted the handle and swung back the sword at me. It was so fast that I actually thanked my E-Rank Luck for making me lose my footing at the last second, having the serrated edges just grazing my eyebrows before they made contact with the uprooted tree behind me. Before I could move, a line connected to my wrist and pulled me away.
"Better watch your neck." Lyle grabbed my collar and lifted me up a little roughly. "You seriously do not want to know what Galilei has in mind with your body if Creed delivers it to him."
"I think I can imagine." I grunted as I got to my feet. I have been chased by so many maniacs after my reality marble, and the few people I had the 'pleasure' of visiting their basements… Let's put it simply that they would spare no expense to finding out about the inner workings and leave it at that.
"HELLO~" I dropped to my knees in time to avoid a quick swing by Creed who apparently used Excalibur Nightmare to hide himself and try a sneak attack. I rolled forward before swinging the Grail Sword hard, forcing him back further.
"My turn!" Lyle fired off a few rounds to keep Creed at a distance before rushing forward with his sword to attack him. At least with my tonic, he was able to keep up with Creed's weapon, but from the looks of it, that imitation of a holy sword would not last long against the Excalibur Shards.
"Hah! You really think that little toy sword is going to stop me?" Creed sneered as he took the Excalibur in his hands and swung hard, forcing Lyle to lift his sword to block the attack, but Creed changed the shape of his weapon into a whip at the last second, making it bend around his weapon and smacking Lyle in the head from its end. The force behind it was enough to knock him off his feet and barreling into a wall.
"You have no idea how much I wanted to do that to you!" Creed crackled as he used the whip to pull Lyle's sword towards him. "I will admit, your skill with the sword is good, but…"
"CRACK!"
"It is but a cheap imitation in the end." Creed said as the broken pieces of the energy sword dropped to the ground, the blade flickering before dying out. "Now that is done…"
'Crap!' I made to strike at Creed only to hit one of his solid illusions as he zipped past me and made his way to Lyle. Damn it, his gun was away from him and he was about to become a kebab! He needed a weapon! A sword!
'Ba~ Bump!'
I looked towards my other hand where the outline of a sword was glowing and I could feel the weight forming in my hand. A brief read on it told me that another one of Camelot's Knights was making his opinion known about the situation, and normally I would be worried at them just coming out without warning, but right now I would welcome it. I quickly projected a few blades to impede Creed's progress enough for me to come over and knock him away, before turning to Lyle.
"Lyle!" I yelled out to get his attention. "Catch!" With that, I threw the half-projected weapon at him who barely had the time or energy to raise his arm and get a grip on the handle just as Creed dashed forward with the end aimed for his heart, then…
'SHRING!'
Creed got pushed back again, this time with Excalibur cut cleanly in half through the center of the blade and a huge cut made diagonally down his chest.
"… Huh?" Lyle let out a slightly choked sound as he looked at Creed before looking at the dark blue sword in his hand, raising it slowly to see it better in the light. "What type of blade is this? This feels stronger than the other one, and this type of aura…" He frowned as he looked at the decorations. "This was once a Holy Sword, but something seemed to have tainted it. What is it?"
"Arondight." I answered him as I readied my stance. That reply definitely caught his, Creed's and Galilei's attentions as they all turned to me as one with varying expressions of shock.
"Wait, as in the sword that was once wielded by Lancelot, the traitor once hailed to be the Knight of the Blue Lake? But that is impossible, that is supposed to be a myth, just musings by people who had insufficient knowledge about King Arthur and his knights!" Galilei seemingly exploded with disbelief as he looked at the sword in Lyle's hand. "That sword cannot exist! How is that possible?!"
"That is something for me to know, and you to never know." I said as I stood next to Lyle. "I will talk about it later, but for now, can you work with that sword despite your beliefs?"
"…" Lyle alternated his eyes between me and Arondight with an indescribable expression before letting out a heavy sigh. "Not like I have a choice for this situation." He gripped the sword tighter and from the looks of the dark mist issuing from it, it seemed to approve of him in some odd way. "Well at the least, I currently have a big enough 'stick' to deal with Creed."
"Oh~ is that so?" Creed seemed to shake with suppressed excitement and rage as the Excalibur halves changed their shape accordingly to suit his preference. "Let's see if that stick can really stand up to this!" He raised the parted blades before slamming it down to the ground in a forward slash, releasing two arcs of light that threaten to bifurcate us. We leapt to the sides to avoid them, before I took the initiative to charge forward and occupy one side, while Lyle covered my blind spots with precise strikes. We alternated our fighting styles to keep Creed back and injuring him at the same time, with the result of him getting more frustrated at the fact he was being pushed back and that Excalibur was getting more wrecked.
"That is it! I have had it already with you two!" He threw the two halves into the air where they split and turn into six individual daggers that had a small ball of energy directed at us. "Have some lasers on me!"
"Ah come on!" I cursed as I dodged the lasers aimed at me. Seriously those were getting on my nerves. Okay then, new strategy. I needed a weapon to deal with these flying pests and…
'Ba~ Bump!"
This time, I just sighed in resignation as another one of the Arthurian swords appeared my hand. Honestly, I get that they were pissed at the shards, but this was getting ridiculous in their rebellious manner of appearing without my expressed permission.
Oh well, if they were so eager, I might as well use them.
With that in mind, I gripped the Red Hilted Sword of Balin tightly and swung hard, releasing a beam of light that split into multiple arcs and shot down the flying shards.
"Oh seriously! How many swords do you have?!" Creed summoned the shards back to him to recreate the sword before charging straight at me with speed and illusions. My response to that was to plunge Balin's sword into the ground to call forth a huge barrier of light that rushed forward and take out the illusions, leaving the real one for Lyle to shoot at.
"This is getting us nowhere!" Lyle ducked down for cover behind some old benches as he tried to avoid an extending scythe. "At this rate, Kokabiel is going to run away!"
"That is a good point." I grimaced at the reminder. It has been a good half-hour since Akeno informed us about alerting Rias's brother, but if this kept getting into a stalemate, Kokabiel would leave and likely this guy as well. I was starting to wonder if I should use some of my more explosive swords when Lyle interrupted my thoughts.
"… I might have an idea." Lyle gripped Arondight tightly as he glanced at Creed before looking at me. I only needed a quick glance at the situation to know the plan he had in mind, and there was only one thing I could say.
"You are nuts."
"So are you, considering the speed you understood what I had in mind." Lyle threw me a confident smirk and I could not help having one appear on me as well.
Ise was right, we really were similar in tactics as well.
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A/N : The Story Needs More Power Stones ;)
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