Chapter 143 - Volume 2
Chapter 88 – The Kings and the dead (3)
The Spectral Knight immediately discovered the arrow’s flight and turned its horse silently. It raised its lance as the horse charged across the land, splitting the misty night apart and leaving dust behind it.
Brendel’s reaction was instant; he pushed the Nightsong Tiger away and rolled to his side. Three loud crashes resounded throughout the forest as the Spectral Knight smashed through with a vortex of air in front of it, destroying everything in its path.
The enemy thrust out its lance to clear the debris on it. A path as wide as ten feet had been gouged out, and both Brendel and the Nightsong Tiger had narrowly escaped its charge.
[Fuck, Vortex Strike?! Are you fucking kidding me? You used an ultimate skill right off the bat?!]
Brendel swiftly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and got up immediately. He discovered the Spectral Knight had raised its right hand and acted on his foreboding feeling. The Vortex Strike had the same effect as the White Raven Sword Rave as an Area of Effect attack.
[If we didn’t escape in time that would be the end of us—]
The Nightsong Tiger was overwrought with frayed nerves as well. He had heard of rumors about how terrifying the Spectral Knight could be, but when he came to face it, he discovered that it was even beyond imagination.
Romaine bit her lips as she watched with excited eyes at Brendel’s escape.
“If every Highland Knight youth in Karsuk is capable of such feats, then Aouine would be one of the strongest kingdom!” Amandina drew in a deep breath: “My lord… You’re a liar—“
================= Brendel’s POV ==================
But Brendel was not in an optimistic position like she thought. The Spectral Knight’s Soul Fire was being replenished again, and the Vortex Strike was not only the trump card that it had. He quickly signaled to the Nightsong Tiger and they made their way to the mountain’s valley, where they would gain a greater advantage because the sharp rocks affected the Spectral Knight’s horse.
“Nightsong Tiger.”
“Yes, my lord.”
“Prepare to use the Bolts of Wind.”
“What?”
Brendel pointed to the Spectral Knight’s horse, and the Nightsong Tiger quickly understood after a short pause. Even though the latter kept rejecting the idea to fight with the monster, he found himself ready to engage it.