It was the middle of the Night, most of the town was empty, Hiding from the threats which lurk outside, A storm was brewing
Bang!
An explosion could be heard from the distance waking the sleeping Adventurer
Nathaniel, still half asleep groggily got up going towards to window to see for himself what was going on..
Smoke rose from the distant hills while the earth shook with the footsteps of a gigantic army..
The Bandit raid had come.
' ' Isn't this too much for a measy Bandit raid? ' '
Nathaniel groaned but before he could get his mind straight he'd hear a knock from his door.
Immeadietly he began to manifest his mask the heat enveloping his face hiding his identity as the individual burst the door open
' ' Adventurer! The Bandit raid has come, I implore you ready yourself now! ' '
A scrawny man came into his room shouting, but before Nathaniel could even reply he had already left to wake the others
There, stood Nathaniel silenty, his mask burning with fiery intensity in his room he slowly began to put on his things,
Leather Gloves, Leather boots and a sleek Leather Jacket to offer some protection. He swiftly finished before kneeling down to check on Fenris
' ' I'll be right back, Okay? ' '
He said with a smile patting the young wolf's head before picking up his sword, leaving the room and going downstairs
Downstairs.. it was just a lively as before yet.. it was a different kind of lively, Instead of adventurer's snickering about beer and doing all sorts of vices a new form of professionalism could be seen
They were preparing their weapons, sharpening blades, making sure their armour was equipped properly..
It gave Nathaniel a new perspective.
'I suppose even commoners have a sense of professionalism..'
He continued to walk until he reached the receptionist
' ' When will we depart? ' '
Nathaniel asked his voice devoid of any fear or nervousness.. only.. Excitement?
The receptionist was left dumbfounded, a mere F-rank not fearing for his life.. yet she remained professional hiding her surprise with a usual pokerface.
' ' We will depart in 10 Minutes. Please prepare until then. ' '
with a Nod Nathaniel left standing by the gate looking at the growing smoke clouds, he crossed his arms with a sigh
Not a sigh of nervousness but a sigh of relief.
'At last I'll finally have a real fight.. Heh. I'll make sure to go wild'
He smiled beneath his mask he could barely wait, what this world had in store for him, what the battles he'll have in the future exploring every nook and cranny...
He couldn't wait. And with a final look behind him, the 10 minutes had passed and the long march began
'The Goal in these kind of operations should be to minimize civilian casualties... So I suppose we will be meeting them head on..'
Nathaniel pondered for a bit, it was a bit risky yet nonetheless the best option to avoid unecesarry loss of civilian life
He did not protest or show any sigj of disliking the strategy for he was already used to it
As the Adventurer's finally met with the bandits a standoff began no one was moving, the two groups at a complete stalemate..
'Over 100 or even 200 of them compared to our group of 60 at best... It won't matter.'
He thought to himself before his thoughts were interrupted by the call to charge..
In the split second.. that one word determined the next course of action
' ' CHARGE! ' '
The largest man infront shouted, Nathaniel did not know his name but from his looks he knew he was the highest ranking adventurer who cares to show up
Yet he did not dwell any longer, there was a battle to fight thus Nathaniel charged head first, Not as the 3rd young master but as the adventurer known as "Sol"
His mask burning brightee under the dim night a contrast to the black leather he wore
He opened his palm feeling the heat form around his hand, he smirked beneath his mask as the people around him watched in awe as the ball of fire form
' ' Burn. ' '
Nathaniel spoke, his tone full of authority and intimidation as it shot out, exploding into a fiery masterpiece.
Though taking out multiple, the bandits were alerted..
' ' Magician! Take him out first! ' '
A bandit shouted alerting his foes, and in a flash he was already nearly surrounded, the bandits coming closer and closer
'He's just a mage yet he decided to come to the frontlines... What an Idiot!'
One of the Bandits thought to himself before lunging at Nathaniel.. However little did they know.
Swish~
A gentle motion cutting through the wind, in the flash of an eye the bandit would be cut down by what was supposed to be a mere "mage"
As the blood of the bandit covered his mask it would burn brighter with the newly added "Fuel" using the sliver of mana in it to burn even hotter
' ' D- Devil! ' '
The bandits shouted as Nathaniel's mask grew in intensity.. in a flash with a swift wave of his hand the heat around them once again intensified..
' ' Ignite. ' '
He spoke calmly as multiple arrows came to be, his 2nd circle working in tandem with the first to shape the flame's shape into that of an arrow
2nd Circle Spell; Fire Arrow
Phish!
The sizzling sound of flame burning through the win as well as the rain Nathaniel brought would echo throughout the battlefield
Scorching the ground, scorching his foes they had little to no choice but to run or shield themselves with whatever they had
Those who ran burned, Those who shielded themselves would soon be caught by the Adventurers
There was no escape.
Right there, a demon was born, He looked down at the fleeing army his crimson eyes penetrating their souls as he raised his hand
And in a flash, multiple fireballs would be hurled towards his fleeing foes, Eliminating most if not all of them say for a few..
And in the distance, his group of Adventurer's chanted his name
' ' Sol! Sol! Sol! ' '
They chanted, echoing through the distance as the bandits fled for their lives.. this day marks the begining of something great.
To be Continued