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Chapter 8. A thunderbolt from the blue
Lucy couldn't take breath. Her senses refused to serve her. For a moment she had the strange feeling that she was dreaming. It seemed to her that she was watching from a great distance.
"This can't happen to me! No, this just can't happen to me!" That was the thought that crossed her mind but Natsu's yell: "Lucy! Happy!" brought her back to the reality.
"Natsu! Help us!" screamed Happy by habit.
As if in response to his desperate scream a blinding lightning cut through the sky and struck the monster. With a piercing scream it turned to ashes. Everyone was dazzled by the bright radiance for a second. Natsu covered his eyes with his hands.
The lightning disappeared as quickly as it was appeared. Lucy and Happy were absolutely amazed; they watched and didn't understand what was going on. And more importantly – both of them were unharmed. It seemed that the lightning was directed just to the beast. But how was that possible?
The three men were also stunned. But they had no time to wonder; they had to finish the battle. Gray was first who managed to froze the beasts on his way to death. He ran to the girl and the cat and kneeled next to Lucy.
"How do you feel?" asked the ice mage. "Are you okay?"
The blonde girl moved her limbs cautiously. Her body was trembling. She still couldn't pull herself together after that fright.
"I think I'm fine… But what happened? I really don't understand! Where did that lightning come from?"
Lucy looked at the sky. As far as she could see through the trees it was absolutely clear. There was no trace of clouds and the sun was shining.
"How very strange!" she muttered.
"Indeed!" said Gray. He helped her to rise to her feet. "And how are you, Happy?" asked he.
"I'm okay," answered the flying cat.
Meanwhile Natsu and Frosin were fighting against the monsters. The contrast at their fighting styles was remarkable: Salamander's enthusiasm and the calmness of the older mage; the youth and the experience; the chaos and the order. Natsu attacked with his flames, not always precise. Frosin was absolutely calm and his movements were graceful. It seemed that he was able to feel the exact position of every enemy around him. He used his magic only at the right moment, as if he was able to use monsters' power against them.
When the last beast was defeated Natsu and Frosin looked at each other.
"What was that? A thunderbolt from the blue?" asked the fire mage.
"I don't know," replied Frosin. "But whatever it was, it came in the nick of time. What matters now is that Lucy and Happy are safe. And we managed to complete our mission."
"Is he trying to get off the point?" thought Gray but he didn't say anything.
"It wills no harm to search the entire forest for survived beasts," suggested Natsu.
"You are right. Let us split into groups. Gray, Lucy, you search the eastern part of the forest. And I together with Natsu and Happy will check the western part," said Frosin.
Natsu and Gray looked at each other. Was it reasonably to accept that offer and to split into groups? Before they could answer a female voice broke the silence.
"Oh, Mirajane, you were right! To tell you the truth I thought that you exaggerated his beauty but now I see it was all true! His appearance is really the height of perfection!" yelled the voice.
Startled by the yell, Natsu's team and Frosin looked back. Evergreen stood behind them and stared at the forty-year-old man. Her eyes sparkled. Three figures stood near to her.
"What is going on? What are Raijinshuu and Mirajane doing here? Is it possible…? Maybe they have come because of him?" thought the fire mage. He cast a glance at Frosin and noticed how his smile faded and his face became pale. His bright violet eyes widened (in horror, anger or just surprise – who knows) and for a split second it appeared to Natsu that he saw a flash of white light within them.
Frosin had recognized the newcomers, there was no doubt. "Oh, no, anything but that!" he whispered unconsciously.
"So, Bixlow, take a look! What will you say? Do you know this man?" asked Mirajane.
But Bixlow didn't answer. He didn't even hear her questions. He stared at Frosin as if he was trying to look through him.
"You?" exclaimed he.
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