The two looked surprised, but they listened and flew toward me.
"This is one powerful move, I have to say, but I am sure. You couldn't use them on more than one, much less two," it said, grinning at me.
It is right, and it isn't just the strings.
These two will bring more ancestral power. That will increase the load. Even shaking it with two layers, I couldn't bear it.
I know for sure. Energies won't take more than ten seconds to spill into me.
Seeing the two coming closer and closer toward me. I made a decision.
'Use ancestral destroyer seventeen,' I said to my clone. 'Are you sure?' asked my clone in its monotonous voice. It is not asking out of concern, but due to the command, I even had it.
There are some things that are too dangerous. I ordered my clone for confirmation whenever I decided to use such things.
'Affirmative!' I replied.
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More clones were trying to fix the instability, but it was a complex enough problem that it would have taken weeks.
I don't have weeks in the entire realm, much less here. I have to do it because if I don't do it, I will die, and besides, I don't want to do a problem that I could potentially deal with.
As there would be more problems than energy when we start to fight again.
In less than five seconds, they were beside the Bullman. Looking at its confusion.
"This the bastard and use your full power. I want it dead as soon as possible," ordered the Bullman and came at me.
The two blasted with full power and came at me.
My heart skipped a beat, but I forcefully calmed myself. Panic wouldn't help at this moment; I would need to be as calm as water to deal with them.
Deerman appeared before me with the white saber clad in lightning.
The Werewolf is above me, while Bullman is at my back, and all three of them attacked me together. I watched them and, for the first time, took in everything my clones were giving me before moving.
I moved left and turned. Clashing the Bullman before moving right.
I was able to avoid the claws of the Werewolf but couldn't avoid the massive blade of the Deerman. It cut through my shoulder.
It touched my skin, but my armor had sucked away all the energy it had, including the ancestral power, before it touched me.
Now, inside me, there are two types of Grimm's energies with the ancestral power.
These energies are in thousands of tiny runic spheres. Clashing against each other hard. Shaking the spheres, which made me shudder in fear.
If a single one of those spheres broke, then it would be game over for me, but it's not like I have any choice.
I dodged, but the Grimms have launched another attack.
I defended the attack of Bullman and dodged the lightning saber of the Deerman, but couldn't dodge the attack of Werewolf.
One spike of its claw had brought a big bloody line across my back, touching my spine.
If it had gone even slightly deeper. It would have cut through the spine. I shuddered in my thoughts as I moved to deal with another attack from the three.
This time, Deepman's attack cut me again, right on my collarbone, while I defended against the Bullman's attack and dodged Werewolves.
They attacked, while I dodged and defended against their attacks, while getting cut.
I defended against every attack by Bullman but was cut by either Deerman or Werewolf. I can't seem to avoid it.
Soon, a minute passed, and I was bloody all over. There isn't a part of me that wasn't bloody. These three are coming at me from all sides constantly without a rest.
"This bastard is very slippery," cursed the Werewolf as I dodged its attack.
"It is," replied Bullman with rage like never before burning in its eyes. It is attacking me with everything it has, as the push for more power against the strings.
The other two are not holding back.
I am not much better, either. Inside me, thousands of spheres are filled with energy that is laced with ancestral power, and they are shaking like crazy.
I fear it won't be long before one of them blasts apart.
My clone is trying their best to stabilize them, but it is hard, with more energy coming into them every moment.
Once more, I got cut across my face. I bore the pain and defended the attack before dogging another.
I am using my clones and every bit of knowledge I am learning about them, but so are these bastards. It will be a few minutes before I will be able to make things easier for me.
However, I don't have a few minutes. I have much less before things inside me go boom.
They kept coming, and I dodged and defended. Bringing more and more ancestral energy into my body.
I wish I could dodge the attack of the Bullman. It is equal in power to Deerman thanks to restrictions of my strings, but have far better combat instincts.
I will not dodge its attack. That will be like serving myself to it in a silver platter.
Second passed, and I got another cut. This one took my eyes, both of them. The eyes are bitch to heal, but right now, I have no time to care about them.
I moved to defend against another attack. Even this bastard used the methods to block my soul sense.
It isn't easy; this isn't the first time someone has taken my eyes, and it won't be the last.
Another minute passed, and every inch of me had turned bloody, but they were yet to kill me. Though, it could happen at any moment, given how close the battle is.
"Elf, you should give up. There is no way you will survive," said Werewolf.
I had no interest in replying, but a moment later, I opened my mouth with a smile.
"Oh, I will!" I replied and moved toward Bullman to defend against the attack, but this time, something different happened.
When our blades were about to touch, it felt the restrictions getting tighter.
The third weave is done, and the third formation is activated before merging with the two, doubling the power of restriction immediately.
At that same moment, I avoided its ax and stepped forward while it watched in horror.
"Save me!" it shouted to its friends, and they reacted immediately, but I was very close to it, and it gave me time to do what I needed to do.
My sword pierced through it while it watched. However, it wasn't without a cost; two deep injuries appeared on my body despite my tries.
I blasted my energy at its heart and pulled it inside before turning to the two Grimms.
They had stopped and were now looking at me in shock and terror.
"It's your turn now," I said with a bloody grin. I must look scary now, with eyes gone and body blood.
The two Grimms looked at each other before moving, not toward me, but in a different direction. One ran to the left while to the right.