"You're quite tough. That body is a waste on you." The assassin said with a smile. He glared at Arad from a distance with a smile on his face.
"That's for me to decide. It's my body, and I decide how to waste it." Arad replied, holding his sword in a guard and watching the assassin's movements. ^I will look for an opening and cleave his head.^
"And wasting it protecting slaves was your decision? Won't it be better if you joined us at the assassins' guild?" The assassin extended his hand holding his dagger. "We will make a great man out of you. Wild beasts need protection, don't they?" He already knew Arad was a werewolf from the claws.
"I won't. And don't you mean the thieves guild?" Arad growled, glaring at the assassin with open eyes.
"Thieves guild? Do you have beef with them?" The assassin stared at Arad with a confused face, "That's for the better. My client is someone else, and I'm sure they can help you with that." He extended his second hand to Arad.
"Join us, and the thieves guild won't touch you."
"I refuse. You die here." Arad changed his stance by mimicking Alcott's stance and pulling the sword back. "Your guild will follow you soon. I was right. This city is rotten to the core."
BAM! Arad lunged forward in the blink of an eye, his sword blazing with fire. SWOSH! The assassin bent backward, dodging the neck strike at the last moment.
"You're strong, but that doesn't matter if you don't hit me." The assassin swung his dagger up. "Come to us! In a year, you would be able to cut my head."
CLANG! Arad deflected the strike, "I won't follow someone who attacks a mother and her child. I don't know much about the world, but I wouldn't care less if that was normal. You're dead to me."
"HAHAHA!" The assassin laughed, ducking beneath Arad and swinging at his side with a stab. BAM! Arad lifted his knee and hit the assassin's hand, deflecting the strike.
"I only attacked that woman since you showed interest in her. Using your environment and enemy's weakness and interests is a lesson we can teach you." The assassin smiled, jumping back and pointing his dagger at Arad.
BAM! A lightning bolt flashed from his dagger. Arad swung his sword up to cut it, but he got zapped.
Arad exhaled. The damage wasn't enough to faze him. But he understood that cutting lightning magic with a metal blade, and one good at transmitting magic at that. It was a bad idea.
"Who's the idiot who tries to cut lightning?" The assassin giggled, "You don't know much about fighting. The boss will be thrilled to teach you from scratch. He loves strong people."
"So he's the one who taught you to attack a mother? I already hate him." BAM! Arad replied, lunging forward with a heavy swing.
The assassin dodged with a bored face. It was the same as Arad's first charge.
Arad stopped midswing, shifting the attack sideway and chasing the assassin's neck.
The assassin smiled as he bent backward so much that his head almost touched the ground. His foot rose, kicking Arad in the chin with his sole.
Arad wasn't fazed and shifted his blade toward the assassin's crotch, trying to cut him in half.
The assassin flew sideways and up to the sky, dodging Arad's strike. "That hit could've been nasty. I will test it in my next fight or on you." The assassin smiled.
"Care to shut up? Listing to you is making my head hurt." Arad pointed his sword up [Firebolt] [Firebolt] [Firebolt] [Firebolt] [Firebolt] [Firebolt] [Firebolt] [Firebolt] [Firebolt] [Firebolt] [Firebolt] [Firebolt] [Firebolt] [Firebolt]
The assassin gracefully flew between the spells and looked at the slaves staying a fair distance away. "I know how to pique your interest." He smiled, flying toward them.
Arad looked behind him, "I told you to get the fuck away!" Arad shouted as he saw the slaver and his slaves staying just a few meters from the bridge's start.
BAM! Arad used all his might in a rush, trying to reach the slaves before the assassin.
"It's you, woman! the one he doesn't want to get hurt." The assassin smiled, and he threw two small knives at the woman.
Arad was still on the bridge. Running won't get him in time, and he doesn't want to teleport. Thud! He jumped on the bridge's side, bending his knees.
The woman screamed, seeing the assassin throw two knives at her. The one in her shoulder steel burned like hot iron.
SWOSH! CLANG! CLANG! CRACK! Arad's body flew in front of her, cutting the two knives and crashing into a building.
"What?" The assassin gasped. He looked behind and saw that a chunk of the bridge side had collapsed.
^Did he jumps all the way here? The force of that alone broke the bridge?^ He couldn't believe his eyes.
Arad is a true dragon, and when he rumbles, his body returns to its original weight to offer the best support. The bridge simply couldn't support his weight, let alone the force generated by his jumping.
Arad stood, pushing the rubbles of the building away as he approached the slaves and stood before the woman and her child.
"Listen, mother and her child. Don't move from this spot." He then turned toward others, "The same for everyone. That bastard will chase you to drag me out."
"Do you think you can protect them? I admit that was an inhuman jump, but you won't achieve it." The assassin said with a grunt, pointing his dagger at Arad.
"Sorry, I was wrong." Arad looked at the assassin. Thud! He put his hand on the woman's head. "I want to protect them, and I'm going to do it. I don't care about what you or they think."
Arad took his hand off the woman's head. VROOOM! A loud rumbling raged from his chest as he looked up at the assassin.
"You dare lay your hand on someone in front of me?" Arad growled. [Frightful presence] He sent his blood lust and rage to the assassin, causing his spine to shiver. Imagining a large monster glaring at him.
[Awe presence] The slaves, especially the woman and her child, felt at ease behind Arad's wide back. They are under the dragon's wing.