Chapter 2
Fights are best won with a little bit of magic
I run through the alleys until I finally reach the side street I am looking for. I now walk not as much in in the shadows as I did but still, walking in the shadows. I slowly head forward. I must get to the inn I'm staying at soon or else it might be a little harder to get in. I decide that it might be better to just go forward and stop going so slowly and carefully. Bad idea. As soon as I step out, 3 men jump into my path, blocking my way forward.
"Come on boy", says the first 1, who happens to be dressed in what is barely more than rags "hand over you money, and we won't hurt toy". The man then draws a long sword. The others draw clubs that are sharpened at the edge.
How annoying it feels to realize that these people just think I'm a boy, of barely over 14, when I really wield a great power that is far greater than their 3 weapons combined.
"Well," I say I take of my first robe that is used for hiding my face and body "I don't think I want to give you my money. But I do suggest that you leave me alone. Otherwise… well lets just say you will be unconscious in a matter of minutes. I show them my arms. Each arm has a metal sleeve on it. The left one is the only one that can really be used as a weapon, as it has spikes that can be ejected and pulled back into the metal. My right arm, on the other hand, doesn't need a weapon. I start focusing all my energy into my right arm, and watch as my veins turn from purple to black.
I realize that the men have decided to give up on talking and are slowly walking towards me, very cautious. I decide that these men should learn to respect their betters, so I start slowly walking towards them also. It seems to me as if I were a panther, slowly moving towards my prey. I slowly press a button on my left arm protector, and 2 spikes pop out. I carved them myself and made the mechanism inside able to move them back and forth.
The first man reaches me first, and then swings his sword wildly at me. I block it then punch him with my left fist. He, startled and in pain, falls backwards and drags himself towards a building, moaning the whole way. I then turn to the other 2 men. They take a few steps backwards, then come towards me again, fury in their eyes. I laugh as I realize that they are also scared. This should be a easy job.
I start sending all that energy down to my hand focusing on keeping it there, storing it for my final blow. During my travels alone, I had learned a new trick a new trick. If I focus enough energy into my hand, I am able to send a blast of dark energy for a range of about 10 yards. These men are easily within that range. Finally, enough energy is stored, and I raise my hand up to the men. They are barely 5 yards away, and look like they are about to charge. I make sure my aim is right, aiming for directly their stomachs, the let the energy go. Suddenly, a blast of dark energy erupts from my hand, and hit's the men point blank. They immediately fly backwards about 10 yards before hitting the walls of a potion shop and are knocked unconscious. I walk forwards but then notice something. The first man is still conscious. I decide to spare him, but then he reaches for his sword, so I come over and knock him out with a little bit of magic.