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Chapter 8. The successful magic
Laxus closed his eyes and forced himself to concentrate. He tried to pay no attention to the sharp pain in his shoulder. There was no time to lose. He had to cast Fairy Law immediately or his grandfather and all guild members… No, he shouldn't think about that. He had to bend his mind to the magic!
The lightning mage knew that the enemy was once one of the great Ten Wizard Saints. It wouldn't be easy to defeat him. His Fairy Law should be extremely powerful. A huge quantity of magical power would be necessary.
A golden light appeared between his hands and enveloped his body with its shine. The magic was almost ready. Just a minute more… A cold sweat was streaming down his face.
An unusual thought crossed Laxus's mind. "You refused to harm the Fairy Tail members before, my heart… Now give me strength to protect them."
At the next moment he astonished at himself. "What are these weird thoughts of mine now? I must think only about the magic!" he said in his mind and unleashed the enchantment.
The bright light enveloped the entire guild and everyone who were there, friends and foes. But Laxus knew that Fairy Tail members had no reason to fear it. They should remain unharmed. Unlike them, all foes should be destroyed.
The shine darkened. That was the end of the magic. Laxus remained in the same position for a few seconds, stone-still like a sculpture. He felt himself totally exhausted and wasn't able even to take his breath. He opened his eyes with an effort and tried to take a step forward but he couldn't. His body refused to obey his will any longer. Losing consciousness, the lightning mage collapsed on the floor.
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In the meantime the battle outside was continuing. Everything seemed chaotic. Long dark pieces (resembling snakes) tried to catch Fairy Tail members. Happy had returned together with Lucy but even Loke's help was not enough. It was just a matter of time for the Fairy Tail mages to be overpowered because more and more shades surrounded them.
"The situation isn't good!" thought Erza. "At this rate, we are going to lose! What should we do? The only way to destroy the shades is to defeat Jose! But how can we do it?"
The red-haired mage continued attacking Jose but without success. Hers and Natsu's combined attacks couldn't even scratch him.
It was then when a golden magical seal appeared above the guild. Everyone turned their eyes to look at it… and then a bright radiance erupted and turned the night to a day for a few seconds. Everyone covered their eyes with their hands.
"Impossible! But who…? How come…?" thought Jose. Before his very eyes his shades disappeared one by one. The dazzling light attacked him and interrupted his thought.
After that the magical seal disappeared and the shine darkened. All Fairy Tail members were unharmed. There was no trace of the shades; the golden light had absorbed them. Only Jose was lying on the ground.
Everyone was stunned. They didn't understand what was going on.
"What was that?" whispered Lucy.
"I think… Wasn't that…" Cana didn't finish her words.
Erza nodded. "Yes. It was Fairy Law; there is no doubt about it. None other magic has such power."
Everyone looked at each other, and remained silent.
"But if it was Fairy Law, then… then who cast it?" Levy asked finally.
"It was definitely not me," answered Makarov. He was not less amazed than the other guild members. He also couldn't understand what had happened.
"Anyway, we should call the army of the Magic Council to come here for him," Erza pointed at Jose.
"But who could have enough magical power to cast Fairy Law?" wondered Natsu. "I want to know it!"
Meanwhile Levy had kneeled next to Gajeel. The rain water trickled down his long hair. He was still lying motionless. She and Elfman raised Gajeel up from the ground.
"We should carry him to his room. He needs some rest," said Mirajane. "What a night! First Fried nearly killed the poor Bixlow, and now this… I wonder what else can happen," she added and sighed.
"Don't worry. Nothing more is going to happen. That was more than enough for tonight," answered Erza in a tired tone.
As if in refutation to her words a piercing shriek sounded (for a third time that night) and made everyone creep. It was coming from the guild hall. It was definitely Evergreen's voice this time.
"Bixlow!" she screamed.
"Goodness! What is it now?" asked Gray.
Everybody rushed toward the guild hall and saw Evergreen kneeled next to the apparently unconscious Laxus. His bandages were soaked in blood. It was obviously that his face was white as ashes.
Everyone surrounded him.
"What is with him? Wasn't he supposed to rest in his room? I left him there and ordered him to stay in bed! Oh, I should make a sleeping magic at him! Why is he here?" asked Mirajane.
"I don't know! I found him here!" replied Evergreen.
Gray took Laxus's hands but at the next moment he dropped them.
"What is it?" asked Natsu.
"His hands are ice-cold… much colder than mine!" answered Gray. "How very strange! What can be the reason? Is it a secondary effect of his injuries?"
"He doesn't look well… It isn't just a consequence of the loss of blood. It looks like he had lost a huge quantity of magical power," noticed Erza. "But how is this possible? He didn't participate in the battle…"
"Anyway, we should take care of him," said Mirajane. She looked at her brother and Levy. "Carry Gajeel to his room. I'm coming in a few minutes. First I must take care of Bixlow."
Elfman and Levy nodded and left the guild hall.
Mirajane started undressing Laxus's wounds with an intention to replace the bandages with fresh ones.
Makarov took his grandson's hand.
"Let me see…" the old man started but he couldn't finish his words. When he touched Laxus, a bright red radiance erupted and enveloped the unconscious man. Startled by that unexpected light, Mirajane jerked her hands back. Makarov drew himself aside. Everyone closed their eyes… and looking again, all of them yelled with amazement and took a step back. Evergreen shrieked; Fried remained frozen in shock.
"It can't be!" Natsu exclaimed.
What he saw was far too much for Makarov. He had expected everything but that.
"Something must be wrong with my eyes!" the master thought. "Or maybe I'm dreaming?"
The man lying in front of him wasn't Bixlow. No, it was none other than his own grandson… his grandson who was dead…
Speechless, the guild master stared at the lightning mage for a second. As Porlyusica had predicted, his nerves couldn't stand that shock. It was more than he could bear. He fell over Laxus's body.
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