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An explosion of sand happened a fair distance from were the trio of Marcus, Evelyn and Dorothy were and yet they couldn't tell tear their eyes of the monster marching toward them.

They all came from different professions and yet the primordial fear that stired within them were the same.

A monster...a strong one.

They had faced many over the years, ranging from humans to true monster but they had never grown numb to it.

If something was strong and frightening, it wasn't a sin to be scared.

"Dorothy...cover I and Marcus from behind. Keep you mana usage at minimum and focus on stunning and blinding."

Taking command Evelyn dashed foward, Marcus following suit.

Their speed someone one could only describe as superhuman allowed them to quickly breach the gap between them and the monster.

In close approximately, Evelyn prepared for a cut at it's joint to immobile it.

The monster towering over them, raised it's thick arms, clenching them into a ball and hammering it down at her.

A mini shockwave expanded after the attack connected and yet it wasn't elven flesh that was scattered but grains of sand.

The elf however had long taken to the air, landing graceful on the monster's fist and ranning across it like a bridge.

The monster attempting to raise it's hand to disturb her balance found it's fist frozen solid to the sand by Marcus whom smirked to taunt it.

While their was happening balls of condensed flames each the size of a tennis ball bombarded the creature unoccupied hand.

Each impact revolting through it's body, pushed it back and distracting it long enough for Evelyn to complete her climb and plunge two of her daggers into the monster's eyes but that wasn't all because with a twist of her daggers impaling the monster, her mana flared to astronomical height as she futher drilled in her attack sending the monster plummeting to the ground in agony.

Now laid flat on the ground, Marcus pulling out as much mana as he could placed his hands on the ground, a wave of mist exploding out his body and encasing the monster in.

"An additional lay...."

Evelyn word were cut short when the monster easily shattered the ice coffin and streched it's hand at her.

She leaped back but the monster was faster, it's hand whipping foward and grasping her left hand.

She paled, her other hand moving to intercept it only to fail when the monster excersise it's superior strength and twisted her arm.

"Ahhhhhh...."

She screamed in tear only to be tossed aside when the monster rose up and rampage toward Marcus.

The latter losing his composure paled and leaped to the side just enough to avoid it but then...

"No!"

His eyes widened when he realized he was never the target but Dorothy.

"Dorothy Ran...."

His arms stretched forth, mana burning within his palms in a desperate attempt to save her and yet..

"Not again..."

His mana too unstable shattered his construct leaving his friend at the mercy of the beast grapped.

It would kill her, he knew that.

A mage wasn't built for close quarter combat and were fragile. A single squish even with a demonic regeneration wouldn't save her.

"Nononono."

He watched when she was grabbed.

He watched her struggle in pain in but he never watched her die.

"Huh?"

In happened in a flash so fast that Marcus couldn't even believe his eyes.

One moment Dorothy was being killed, the next a cat with dark fur had manifested on her shoulder.

Black cats along crow were seen as creature of death and misfortune but said fate was transfered to the monster whom had it's form completed shattered leaving the red haired demon to fall to the ground in confusion.

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A few moments ago.

"They probably aren't sane but I'm not letting them die."

Felix whom had been watching their battle range on resolved himself.

It wasn't because he had suddenly grown a hero complex or anything of sort.

It was merely due to gratitude.

Even if their first meeting hadn't been on good terms, they still looked after him.

They offered him a share of their food, they didn't kill him in his sleep and had been willing to risk their life to make sure he made it out safe.

They weren't saint but good they were,so using his gratitude as an excuse he decided to use his trump card.

"I only have one lucky bomb but my opponent are three."

Even if he wanted to help and would help he didn't want to charge in blindly without a plan.

He wasn't going to sacrifice his life doing good, he just wasn't built for that.

He needed to be logical about the situation.

Looking about the battle from both side, neither were winning, Diesel was at deaths door while the trio had just engaged with a battle against the hulk like monster.

Killing just one would lead to the other rampaging on him.

"Wait... system what happens to a summon after it's master's dies."

[Summons need an anchor to manifest in the physical world. When their master and also anchor is killed, they return back to the astral planes.]

Having been reviewing the battle a while back, he had noticed any instances Diesel was about to land a killing blow on the necromancer, he placed her in a situation where she would have to chose her safety or his life.

Now it made sense.

" Summoners are glass cannons so killing the necromancer should be easy but the serpent."

This assumption was formed from all the Gacha characters he pulled whom had a supposely summon class. Most of them had low status in exchange for creatures with high attack power.

Ofcourse such stereotype had an exceptional with that being him whom did not seem to be limited to a single class.

He was a warrior but could only control element and had a summon to.

He wanted to believe he was the sole exception hence he formulated two plans.

He would be useless against the hulk monster so he sent Fortune whom will bless one of the trio with luck buying him enough time to finish of the Necromancer.

He knew Diesel didn't have much time so Felix didn't hesitate, he quickly took out his catapult, inserted a pebble in the pad and pulled the rubberband back.

"Locked on." He whispered, wind gathering around the pebble and causing it to rapidly rotated.

Killing all form of emotions, he locked on the necromancer's head and right as he sent his serpent summon to swallow Diesel unleashed his attack.

It landed without hindrance and penetrated the Necromancer's skull.