« You did a good job. By killing Bradley Jenkins, you proved to be a great killer. »
The modified voice complimented Murakawa Tetsuya, who was standing in front of a car with dark glass that had just stopped in front of him. Tetsuya was in a hurry to end the call:« Of course, of course, but I'm not interested in your compliments. I want the money. »
« Obviously. »
A briefcase was thrown out of the vehicle. Tetsuya opened the suitcase and when he saw the money he grimaced and left with the payment, closing the call.
At that moment the cell phone rang again, Tetsuya looked over his shoulder, confused, he didn't know the reason for that call and the car was still stationary so probably his mysterious client wanted something else. Tetsuya replied and in a annoyed voice:
« What now? I did my job, what else do you want from me? »
« There is a problem, dear Tetsuya. »
« Is there really a problem? Are you sure? You should not play with me, otherwise you will get hurt. »
« Bradley Jenkins is not the only one who had to die. »
« And who else must die now? »
The call ended. The car started to accelerate towards Tetsuya, the latter immediately used his magic and broke the hood of the vehicle using a kick, from the vehicle immediately came out a being made entirely of ink that was killed by Lancer, who instantly intervened to save her Master.
Lancer recognized the ink creature:
« This is the power of Caster. »
« So is the German behind all this? »
Other ink beings appeared around the two and suddenly both Caster and Clovis Wolff arrived. Tetsuya, seeing Clovis, enthusiastically stated:
« Finally you showed your ass face, you bastard! Did you have fun making me do your dirty work? »« Don't be a victim with me, Tetsuya. We both know you're just good at killing people. It's your nature, that's why you agreed to kill Bradley Jenkins. True, though, my purpose was just to use you. »Clovis answered.
« Did you want to use me? Do you have any problems with the Mage's Association? »
« None of your business. »
« But I don't understand: why kill me? »
« Two reasons: the money is not yours and it isn't even mine, it was just an incentive to get you doing your job; the second reason is that you no longer serve me. You are useless. >
« Okay, so let's finish this comedy. »
« Caster … »
Caster created magical territory around the battlefield, the humanoid creatures merged and formed a giant dragon that began to attack Lancer and Tetsuya. The girl used the spear to block the jaws of the monster and screamed at Tetsuya:
« Run! »
« No, I kill that asshole! » Tetsuya screamed, running towards Colvis with tight fists.
Clovis threw magic bullets, Tetsuya dodged them and with a jump reached his opponent and hit him with a kick that made him fly to the ground.
Lancer turned away from the beast. Caster, smiling, commented:
« You can't stop me, Lancer. My magic is superior to your fighting style. »
« Don't bet, Caster! » She answered.
Lancer jumped and tried to attack the dragon on the head, but the beast struck the girl with a claw. Lancer fell to the ground but immediately recovered and, smiling, said:
« Can't you do better, Caster? »
The dragon was on the verge of striking the warrior again, but the latter dodged the attack with incredible speed, and dashed forward with her spear firmly in her hands, and with a brutal force pierced the dragon at its side; the beast, suffering, tried to respond to the attack but Lancer dodged another blow and counterattacked by piercing the beast's stomach.
Caster, unnerved by the skill of his adversary, opened his book and with the goose he generated two spheres of ink in the air that took the form of two swords and threw them at Lancer; the Amazon warrior noticed the danger and jumped, the dragon used that moment to open her mouth and devour it in a single bite Lancer.
Caster had a moment of relief, he thought he had won, but Lancer pierced the skull of the monster and came out of its head; with a battle cry she ran on the back of the dragon, jumped and prepared the mortal blow to Caster but the latter, though scared, had the intuition to move quickly to dodge the blow.
Caster saw his dragon dissolve and screamed at his enemy:
« You're a wild beast! You muddy my creations, you destroy what I tell! You don't deserve to live in this world! »
« Shut up, Caster. » She replied, with a victorious grin: « In this war there is no room for the weak like you. I would have preferred to fight Saber or Archer, but you are not worthy of this war. You hide behind fake beings just because you're afraid of dying, that's why you'll never have my respect. »
« I don't need the respect of a savage. »
« No ... you don't need my respect, but you definitely need a nice dose of kicks in the butt. »
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