Awakening part 3
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Perspective Blond / 3-person

''What the fuck is going on here?!? ''

It's some nonsense. THIS MUST BE FUCKING JOKE !!!

(This worm has been in convulsing a moment ago, and now gives off a dark aura, enough powerfull that even the 3rd degree Mag could feel threatened.)

He stood in front of him with his head down, and a black mass oozed from his body, which was probably a raw mana. He shook his head.

'' M-maybe you have awakened your power, but for your badluck you will not be able to enjoy it. Die, Fire Lance! "

(This Level 3 spell is my strongest form of attack, but I could not use it earlier because it consumes a lot of mana, and it is much slower than the Fireball. It could have incinerated even the 2nd Younger Mage in a second, if he did not defend himself , not to mention about the pisser who didn't has idea about magic.)

However, the boy did not try to avoid it at all. He only raised his hand, and when the fire was about to consume him ...

Pac!

... with a careless gesture, he bounced him away with his bare hand.

The blond, seeing this, turned pale as chalk and unwittingly began to retreat.

"N-not possible, it must be a trick !! There's no way someone can take such a powerful spell with just a hand, without using a counter-spell !!"

The blond all shook. What he just saw went far beyond his experience in the field of magic. The boy did not answer. The magician was about to cast the next spell when Andrzej moved, and being accurate in a fraction of a second reduced the distance to such an extent that from a distance of 7 meters was already 10 cm from the face of Blond. He tried to escape, but Ceplinski caught him by the neck and lifted him up with one hand. The man, just a moment ago, so arrogant and cruel now squeaked with fear like a slaughtering pig.

"What ... are you?"

Andrew still did not say anything, but he raised his head to look at Blond. When the magician met his eyes, he felt his soul was pierced by this look. In golden eyes was a terrifying glow in which he saw something that he feared the most in the world - his death.

After this, the boy turned and threw the magician like a plastic toy, with the store. The last thing Blondie remembered was the rush of air, the moment of hitting the building and the darkness that enveloped him.

The darkness in which the golden shine went still glowing.
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Blood Mask Perspective / 1 Person

The boy stood motionless for a moment, then turned his gaze to the two magicians with whom I fought. Even those morons like them felt this overwhelming presence, but fear quickly turned into anger after seeing their companion's condition.

"You ... you think that who you are ?! He shouted Ugly.

The magician formed several "Air Blades" and pushed them towards the kid.

'' Young, watch out! 'I called to him.

The boy, as if casually raised his hand up, and a black puddle at his feet shot up creating a 2-meter wall that easily blocked the spell.

'' What....?"

(He did not use any spell, he only used raw mana to block the attack. Who is he?)

Nevertheless, those two still did not intend to back away. Human stupidity, however, is an infinite thing.

'' Alex, let's get hit him together, he's alone, he can not defat us. '

(And what with me?) I asked myself. However, something suggested to me that I was unnecessary here.

Hearing what Hans was saying, the boy tilted his head slightly. Suddenly, the puddle of mana burst under it, and after a moment two silhouettes jumped out of it. They were two monsters, reminiscent of dogs. They were 1.5 m long and 1.2 at the withers. They had a tarry color of fur, long fangs and red eyes that stared intently at the victim.

"I-impossible !!" Hans wrote

"This is Barghests! How did he summon them, there is not a circle of summons, in addition two at once?!? "Said terrified Alex.

I had exactly the same question. Summoning the monster in itself is not very difficult or rare, even the more talented Younger Mages can contract a lower familiar with low-level familiar with enough preparations, but it is almost impossible to summon two medium-level beasts without any preparation. The only exception to this rule is ...

"No eggs, this boy is the Master of Summon?"

While an ordinary mage can contract 1-2 beasts, the Summoning Master can contract as many beasts as his power allows, which after some could have even dozens of them, but their number does not exceed 100 in the whole world.

Barghesty rather did not have such puzzles on who and how could summon them, they only knew that their master wanted his opponents to die, what was completely enough for them. They rushed towards the nearest magician, in this case Alex.

"G-go away from me!" The magician shouted desperately and cast spells at Barghest. However, ordinary spells did not have a chance to hurt these familiars.

Avoiding his clumsy attacks, they caught the mage.

"Hans, help me!"

However, his companion was not there anymore, he was running away at full speed from a man in which he saw a monster with no chance on win. The kid turned to the fleeing mage and raised his hand. Remnants of dark energy rose up and formed into a blade that fired at Hans. He poured all his power into the shield to block the attack.

The blade broke through the shield and stuck in the magician like kniefe in butter, he collapsed without life. Barghests, also finished their task and festead on Alex's corpse. Now the boy was looking straight at me. I did not feel any hostile intentions, so I did nothing. He began to walk towards me.

I was taut as a string, not knowing what to do. The Bargheasts finished eating and joined his side.

He stood at a distance of 5 meters from me, and his hounds watched me carefully.

"Did I save them?" He asked.

''... Listen?"

"Did I save them?"

Not knowing what he was talking about, I began to look around. In the ruins of the store I noticed a mother with a child. Terrified and probably mentally finished, but whole and healthy.

"You saved them."

"... That's good."

The boy staggered and fell, and all his aura evaporated, as if it had never been. The hounds layed next to him and fell asleep.

I looked at him for a moment, then pulled out the phone.

"Sam, it's me. Send me a team of Cleaners, a medical kit and the largest bottle of Whiskey you have in stock. "

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