Seventh sneered viciously, raising his palm high as dark flames erupted around his hand - twisting violently, hungrily. “Heh! Talk big for someone who’s only got two pretty maids and a bunch of training dummies,” he mocked. His eyes glowed with a crazed, dangerous gleam. “See this, brat? One good shot, and you and your toy soldiers will be vaporized.” Javier didn’t even flinch. He just yawned loudly, deliberately bored, and lowered his swords slightly. “Then stop wasting my time,” Javier said flatly. “Show me already. We’re not here to exchange speeches.” Seventh’s grin widened. Dangerous. Excited. Mad. “Fine, brat. You asked for it.” He clenched his fist, condensing the swirling dark flames until they became a blazing, pulsing sphere of destruction. Dark tendrils hissed violently in every direction, scorching the air itself. “Goodbye,” Seventh spat with a wild grin. He hurled the blazing orb directly at Javier. The air howled with heat as the projectile shot forward. Javier didn’t even blink. Instead, he calmly raised one hand, channeling mana effortlessly through his palm. Instantly, a brilliant white shield of light materialized in front of him. The dark fireball collided with it head - on. But instead of vaporizing Javier and his allies, the flames sputtered uselessly, dissipating harmlessly into mana particles. Javier smiled serenely. “That it?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “All that buildup, and you couldn’t even scorch my simple barrier?” Seventh’s grin twitched as Javier casually flicked a speck of dust off his coat. “You’re lucky I didn’t use my full power,” Seventh growled. “That spell I shot? Just testing the waters.” Javier stuck his pinky into his ear and dug lazily, his expression one of utter disinterest. “You keep yapping like it matters,” he muttered, flicking whatever was on his finger toward the ground. “How about you stop narrating and actually do something?” Seventh’s grin twitched again, this time with frustration. His eye twitched. “Fine! You asked for it, brat!” he snapped, raising his hand. He made a sharp motion in the air - like slashing through a ribbon of fate - and the rest of his squad moved instantly. Javier simply yawned again, resting one of his twin swords against his shoulder. He turned his head slightly, just enough to glance back at the two girls behind him. “Liana. Gloria. Just defend yourselves. Don’t interfere.” Liana didn’t argue. She nodded and held her bow low, mana slowly gathering around her arrow. Gloria, already gripping her war hammer, gave a calm “Ara ” and nodded. Javier then turned to his puppet knights - his personal twenty - unit Shironii guard standing silently in formation behind him. “Command: Protect Liana and Gloria. Include their Pekko. Prioritize defense.” The knights’ glowing eyes lit up in synchronized response.
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