Part one:
“I convinced Semi to buy a flame flower right away!”
That was an S-mail Zafer shared with Knuckles. After meeting him the previous night, they talked a lot to get to know each other.
He was lucky that Knuckles was always carrying a spare S-mail pair with him in case he needed to exchange them with someone like Zafer.
But that wasn’t the only S-mail pair Zafer received that day. Wizaruth was a member of the Temper province who was introduced to him by Knuckles the same evening.
He was the one who wanted to offer Zafer a job.
It was a simple one, yet it made him feel somewhat uneasy.
The city of Koth where he currently was is the 2nd biggest city in the whole country, and it was located in the neutral territory controlled by the National Security.
It was also referred to as “the city of Paladins”.
That was due to the huge attraction located in the very middle of the city.
It was an approximately 100 quadrat metres large area, untouched by modern humans.
It consisted of various biomes whose origin could not be explained by anyone.
It was called the Arena and was the only place in the whole country where anyone could legally wield a Miyalin weapon and use potions.
No matter if they are an official paladin or just a random citizen.
This was where the freelancers were most active.
It was a place where many would come to in order to train, and one could even say it was a place where Zafer’s journey started.
Despite the cold weather today, the Arena was full of people he had never seen before.
Those were all young citizens who wanted to become a successful freelancer or a paladin, training and hoping that no adult would pick on them.
He was only approaching the walls that were bordering Arena from the rest of the city and could already hear loud explosions and people screaming as they were flying through the complete turmoil.
That was very typical for Arena.
A clash between Arcanie and Uk was very chaotic but imagine if you put more than 50 paladins and freelancers in the same place!
Zafer passed through the enormous gate of the Arena and spotted a poster on it.
It featured a graffiti drawing of a weird-looking human with fur all over his face and his nose and ears were like the one of a fox.
The only thing that gave away his humanity was the sunglasses which was hiding his eyes.
This type of morphology was something that would happen to someone during the mutation, expect normally it would not end there.
In normal cases, when someone randomly undergoes a mutation like Arcanie, they become a mess and lose their humanity.
However, there were some very rare instances where humans were able to resist, and only mutate a certain amount, but not completely.
This allowed them to hold onto their humanity but would still cause some irreversible changes to their body.
The poster read, “Wanted dead or alive” and the price was 10 million units.
This type of offer was the most legal and efficient way to earn money, but it still wasn’t something Zafer could hope to claim yet.
The headhunting price was issued by the National Security themselves, meaning this criminal wasn’t a regular person, if that wasn’t obvious by their looks yet.
Zafer had neither the resources nor the weapons to hunt someone down, especially if they were stronger than him.
This was the reason why he needed to find a job that was suitable for his skills and equipment.
The job that Wiza offered him was just like that. Perfect.
It was a bodyguard job.
Wiza wanted to challenge Tori to a duel.
He started training in Arena since several months ago. A young troublemaking freelancer.
The winner of the duel receives the opponent's weapon. It was a bet.
Nevertheless, despite Wiza’s self-confidence in beating him, there was always a danger of dirty tricks being pulled.
The duel was supposed to be a classical one versus one with no potions, but that wasn’t something one could guarantee before actually engaging in combat.
And if you engage in combat against someone who is using potions while having no yourself, it’s a game over.
Wiza observed Tori for weeks and noted all the weapons and tricks he is using to dominate other young freelancers.
He even figured out all the anomalies the freelancer had. This was planned very well.
The only thing Zafer had to do in this job was to observe the duel and intervene if Tori was cheating in any way.
Wizaruth was putting his own precious weapon on the line after all.
The Simple Physiology of Anomalies: Table of contents:
…A-1
…A-2 [EXPUNGED]
…A-3
…A4
…A5
…А-6, The Iron Fist
…A7
…А-8, The Adjustment
…А-9, The Force
…A-10
…А-11, The Almighty Eye
As Zafer was walking through the Arena towards the meeting point with Wiza, his senses picked up a strange aura coming from somewhere nearby.
He was currently in the forest biome of the Arena where the huge thick trees were growing.
This was one of the most peaceful parts of the Arena, unlike the desert biome which was a complete mess.
The aura Zafer could sense wasn’t anything threatening, and it was coming somewhere from the nature around him.
He stood in place, slowly looking all around him hoping to spot the direction it was coming from, and soon enough, he found it.
It was a Miyalin axe lying on the soil, covered with long and dense strings of grass.
It actually was a real Miyalin axe! Even those with no runes implemented into them could cost up to 200 thousand units!
That was an amount of money a regular citizen could retire! Not to mention that Zafer’s only weapon got broken by one of the gang members on his last mission.
The axe gave off a deep vibrating sound and his hand slowly reached to grab it.
Nevertheless, a group of young freelancers suddenly appeared and ran in his direction.
Zafer swiftly stood up, stepping on the axe with both his feet to hide it.
There was also no way anyone else could sense the axe as he did.
It was a bunch of newbies after all, and only advanced and experienced adults could have such sharp senses except if they are born with that gift like Zafer was.
“Faster! They are already at it!”, they ran past him.
Zafer watched them go by not moving an inch, unsure if he should ask them what was going on or if he should just stay invisible.
Nonetheless, the curiosity got the better of him.
“What’s going on?”
“The leader of Numen and Mio are fighting!”
A couple of rookies were still running by lagging behind the others.
As Laura mentioned, Mio was the only other person in the whole National Security designated with Threat Level 5 and also the only remaining member of the anti-paladin unit.
That guy was the main reason for Zafer’s arrival in the city of Koth! He wanted to ask him to be his mentor since they both share the same primary anomaly, the A-6 Iron Fist.
The Leader of the Numen faction, which was the 3rd strongest faction, was however someone Zafer knew better.
One could say that he was the main motivation for Zafer to become and live a paladin life, despite joining Temper.
This was due to the Numen leader's strength.
In Zafer’s eyes, he was on the same pair if not stronger than Simra!
A reason for this was due to the accusations that the leader of the Numen faction received for using drugs to enhance his strength.
This supposedly happened many times in the past already, and the leader had to undergo a drug test each time.
Nevertheless, he somehow never came out positive which angered a lot of paladins from the other factions.
An important mention was that these drug tests could not be falsified.
The National Security was very rigorous when it came to drugs, and their methods for testing were strict.
This time it seemed that the paladins from both Temper and Nubis wrote a petition to have him drug tested once again.
Mio was the one responsible for taking him to the drug test it seemed.
Such a battle sure wasn’t something one would miss on watching.
It might even be a good learning experience, especially since Mio also had an Iron Fist anomaly like him.
The young freelancers were gone, and Zafer was left alone in the peaceful forest.
He crouched down, taking the Miyalin axe into his hands and silently observing it.
Its blade was dimly white, with a couple of colorful strings slowly twisting and vibrating inside of it.
Each string colour represented a rune, and experienced paladins could identify them just be a single glance.
Its handle was very tough and had its name carved into it.
“33”.
It was a tradition of adult paladins to name their weapon and then try to preserve it for as long as possible. Among them, that was a symbol of strength.
The paladin whose weapon was never broken or stolen was considered the strongest.
Some even fancied collecting other paladin's weapons as a trophy for winning in a battle.
As soon as Zafer grabbed the axe, he felt the runes that were implemented into it, and like an instinct, he knew how to activate each one of them.
This many runes… If Zafer sells this axe, he might not need to worry about money for a very long time!
“Oh hey!”, someone called him over “you found my axe!”
Zafer turned around, not hiding the axe since it was too late already.
He was too focused and excited about the weapon that he never noticed the guy approaching.
It was a red-haired boy no older than him.
He had nothing made out of Miyalin on him, and sure wasn’t someone Zafer recognized from the last time he was in the city of Koth.
“This is yours?”, Zafer asked.
“Yeah, I just told you man”, he was approaching, but Zafer took a step backward.
“And how can I know that?”.
The boy stopped.
“Didn’t I just tell you?”, he stretched out his arm, “it’s my axe! can I have it back now please?”
Zafer took another step back, “what’s its name?”
“What?”
“It’s carved right here”, he didn’t show it of course, “what did you name the axe if it’s yours?”
The boy went silent for a moment, frowning.
“Look if you don’t return it to me, I’ll call someone from the National Security to deal with you”, he threatened, but Zafer knew that wasn’t happening.
That might have worked on the other newbies, but for Zafer who already trained in the Koth before, he was sure no one from the National Security cared about such reports.
At least they did not back then.
“Sure, call them”, it was funny to him.
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The boy freelancer had no clue that Zafer was a candidate for the Temper province. Although it wasn’t a high rank, it required way more experience than the red-haired boy seemed to have.
The boy suddenly grabbed his iron axe, jumping on Zafer to steal it by force, but something unexpectedly happened.
Zafer didn’t even move before the axe 33 in his hands shone and vibrated slightly.
The sky opened, and a flash appeared right before him.
It was a lightning bolt out of the clear sky. It was one of the runes.
The Purge rune.
It got activated automatically and summoned a lightning bolt that fell directly on the boy who attacked Zafer.
Now, the lightning bolt produced by the Purge rune was weaker than a real thunderbolt and getting hit by one wasn’t life-threatening.
However, for someone who had a weak body like the boy wearing no armor at all, it was enough to knock him down.
First-degree burns made him scream and roll on the ground, but that was to be expected since he attacked someone with a Miyalin weapon.
That was just how strong they were.
It allowed Zafer to remain still the whole time, despite him not wanting to activate the rune in the first place.
The bond he shared with the axe told him how to turn the automatic activation off and activate the rune manually, but it was too late for that now.
Zafer left the forest as fast as he could trying to avoid any attention.
It wasn’t that he was scared of the red-haired boy going after him, but of someone older who might have noticed the non-intentional Purge.
As mentioned, the Arena in the Koth city was crowded, but mostly with freelancers who couldn’t afford a Miyalin weapon, let alone the valuable Purge rune.
The Book of Runes and Curses: Paragraph 16:
A Purge rune can summon a thunderbolt, even from the clear sky, and the activation can be both automatic and manual…
The summoned thunderbolt is weaker than a real one, but its main purpose is the removal of any positive effects its target has, like regeneration, speed, or strength.
As mentioned, paladins usually had no intention of harming or killing young freelancers, but if they had something valuable, they would go out of their way to steal it.
Luckily for Zafer, the Axe 33 had a Void rune implemented into it.
It can erase the weapon's physical form from this reality and then project it back whenever he needed it.
Zafer currently seemed to be unarmed but could summon the Axe 33 in his hands anytime he wishes!
With a cooldown of course. Just like any other rune.
When he met up with Wiza, he didn’t mention any of it, as he didn’t know how much he could trust him.
No matter if he was a member of the Temper faction.
Conflicts between paladins within the same province were common and nobody cared to solve them in their name.
No officer had time to waste on things like that, and Zafer surely would not like to disturb Simra for something like that.
“Hey! Are you ready for the duel?”, Zafer greeted him.
Wiza bowed his head down holding his forehead with 3 fingers, “no. I messed up”.
Zafer frowned “What do you mean?”
“I fought him already”.
“What?”, he was confused, “why?”
Zafer wasn’t mad for being left out.
His job was really simple anyway.
Wiza promised to pay Zafer even if Tori uses no dirty tricks, and even though Zafer’s mere presence would have possibly prevented it, it wasn’t a job worth 20 thousand units.
Now, Zafer wasn’t sure how much Tori’s Miyalin weapon was worth, but if it had no runes at all, his share was about 10 percent.
Wiza straightened up, “He attacked me out of the blue not long ago”.
“And?”
“I beat him, but now he knows that I am stronger than him. There is no way he fights the duel fairly now, and that’s if he even accepts”.
Zafer frowned, “why didn’t you just pretend that you were weaker and beat him by a tiny bit“.
“I don’t know! Don’t ask me please”, Wiza closed his eyes with his fingers, standing in place.
He was furious. Weeks of planning and spying for nothing, and there wasn’t anyone else cocky enough to duel Wiza.
He was a paladin of the Temper province after all.
Forget the job and the payment, Zafer felt sorry for him.
This indeed sounded like a really good plan for them to earn some cash.
Zafer wasn’t sure how strong Wiza was, but he didn’t seem to be much more skilled than himself.
He could just tell from their talk last night with Knuckles.
Apparently the only reason why Wizaruth was accepted into Temper was due to him applying a long time ago, when Banana wasn’t the faction leader and there was another system.
“Stop crying. I have an idea”, Zafer said.
Wiza wasn’t actually crying.
“What if we switch our roles?”
Wiza got confused, “What do you mean? Like if you duel him?”
Zafer nodded.
“Well, you could but… how strong are you?”
Zafer went silent.
For the past few weeks, he was only getting beaten, and not once was he close to beat his opponent.
Those defeats were pretty depressing and discouraging, but not for Zafer.
He was aware that all of his opponents were nowhere near his skill level, so forfeiture was to be expected.
Despite his self-confidence in beating Tori, Zafer could not expect Wiza to put his own weapon on the line for someone else’s battle.
Especially since Wiza would be getting less profit from the job.
“Don’t worry about it. I will challenge him with my weapon”.
Wiza frowned, “but I thought that you had no weapon?”.
Zafer didn’t want to explain, but just stretched his arm out and summoned the axe 33 while being extremely cautious.
This would make him look like a liar, since yesterday he said that he had no weapon, but it didn’t matter.
“Let me take a look”, Wiza approached him focusing on the label carved into the handle, “whose is this?”
He immediately knew there was no way for Zafer to already have a named axe with so many runes implemented into it.
He wasn’t even a paladin.
“Well, it’s mine now”, Zafer answered.
He tried to revoke the Axe 33 back into the void, but the cooldown wasn’t over yet.
Wiza stepped away, “well I don’t really have a use for 20 thousand units, but I can do it for you”.
Zafer smiled realizing how nice of a person Wiza is.
However, Wiza didn’t dare propose Zafer to fight with his weapon instead of the Axe 33, in order to get paid more.
This proved that he had doubts about Zafer’s strength.
But that was the main reason a smile appeared on Zafer's face.
He is going to change Wiza’s doubts.
Part two:
Both of them were walking next to each other through the arena, hoping to spot their target and challenge him to a duel.
It was dusk but the number of people in Arena seemed to have only increased compared to the noon.
The approaching winter was tricking Zafer’s mind into thinking that it was getting late, when in reality it was a perfect time of the day for training, before getting to rest in a bed the whole night.
Young freelancers were flying in every direction, hoping to have a soft landing.
Many of them were just randomly attacking anyone they saw, alone or in groups, but a fair number of them was also trying to provoke stronger adult paladins into fighting.
There wasn’t much they could lose anyway.
There wasn’t a way to track everyone who “accidentally” died while sparing or training in Arena.
However, if a famous paladin was constantly killing every teenager who attacked him, National Security sure would respond, and it would not be nice for the murderer at all.
In any case, it was far easier to frame someone strong for the murder of someone weak, since the chances of it happening the other way around were pretty minuscule.
Not to mention how all paladins knew each other, so it was easy to estimate if someone was holding back or not.
Tori, the freelancer they were looking for, was together with his friend in one of the more neglected parts of the Arena.
It was on a stony cliff on the opposite side of a big lake.
There were some lonely trees and ruined stone buildings together with a lighthouse, making it a perfect spot to replenish strength before returning to the chaos of the desert biome.
“What do you want?!”, Tori called them out from afar as they approached.
“My friend here wants to duel you”, Wiza answered.
Tori stretched his body, “Oh yea? How about I beat up both of you?”
“No need. It will be a fair one versus one where you put your weapons on the line”.
Tori’s friend whispered something to him from behind before laughing.
It was the same red-haired boy who attacked Zafer when he found the Axe 33!
“So what weapon are you gambling?”, Tori asked with a smile.
Summoning his weapon now might be risky, but there was no other choice.
Wiza’s current weapon was an iron sword with a couple of runes that was hanging from his waist, but it was way weaker than the Axe 33 and could not match Tori’s Miyalin axe anyway.
Zafer stretched out his arm and summoned his Axe 33.
Both Tori and his friend Akumi carefully observed the weapon and nodded.
“Alright, but you can’t use it in a duel!”
Both Zafer and Wiza frowned, “How come?”
“Simple. Look at it. Purge, Void… God knows what other runes it has”.
He was right.
The main reason Wiza was somewhat confident in Zafer winning was due to the Axe 33.
It was also a Miyalin weapon like Tori’s but surpassed it by the same amount Tori’s axe surpassed Wiza’s sword.
That was just how important runes were, and Toris axe had no runes whatsoever.
That was the main reason why no adult paladin picked a fight with him. The axe was worthless, despite it being made out of Miyalin.
In Zafer's case, however, he could just use his Purge at the beginning and then hold on until he can use it again, and that would be a victory for him.
Two lightning bolts from the Purge rune were enough to put down someone like Tori.
It wasn’t known as one of the strongest and most expensive runes for no reason.
Only the Purge rune itself costed as twice as much as Tori’s entire axe.
“I don’t have any other weapon”, Zafer argued.
Tori pointed towards Wiza’s hips “Use his. You are friends, right? That sword isn’t part of the negotiation anyways”.
They looked at each other.
It was true that Wiza beat Tori using that same iron sword, but it was his weapon, not Zafer’s.
It would be bad if Zafer broke it by accident.
And being careful to not break someone else’s weapon would put even more pressure on Zafer which was bad.
He could not be careful not to break a sword and simultaneously spar against someone wielding a more powerful weapon.
Especially not without blue potions.
The one versus one duel meant they were fighting with no potions at all, until someone got hurt bad enough to need a red potion.
“Take it”, Wiza pulled his sword out of its case.
Zafer was surprised by his generosity.
It could be that this sword was stolen, or a trophy gained on the battlefield, which meant Wizaruth didn’t work that hard to pay for and gather all the runes for it.
But it could also be something else.
“It has a mending rune, so don’t worry about breaking it”, he saw right through Zafer’s worried face expression.
Mending rune was perhaps one of the few runes Zafer was already familiar with.
It was something one must have on their weapon if it was made out of iron since Miyalin weapons weren’t supporting it.
The rune didn’t prevent a weapon from breaking, but it did enable it to regenerate itself to its fundamental form with some time.
Approximately 2 to 3 minutes.
That was quite fast, so even the naked eye could watch the weapon regrow or fuse itself.
Zafer took the sword, revoking his axe into the void.
He was still nervous.
If it was a battle to death with no restrictions to potions, he would be optimistic, but this type of duels really limited Zafer’s style of facing his opponents.
Tori gave all of his potions to his red-haired friend Akumi before stepping forward, but just at that moment, Zafer sensed someone approaching them from the woods at high speed.
He swiftly threw himself on the ground, a big shadow flying right over him before hitting the ground and rolling on it.
Everyone was surprised by the man’s appearance, but even more by how Zafer saw him coming from a blind spot.
The figure slowly stood up, seemingly also surprised.
If it wasn’t for his Miyalin armor they would notice the goosebumps he got.
“There is no doubt about it now. You were the one who found it”.
Everyone remained silent, Zafer playing dumb.
“The Axe 33. I just saw it. Summon it and hand it over”.
Now Tori and Akumi had no idea who the man interrupting the duel was, but it was quite the opposite for Wizaruth and Zafer.
They weren’t freelancers after all.
Of course they would recognize the 2nd officer of the world’s strongest faction.
Skank.
“Hey there wait a minute. We are in the middle of the duel!”, Tori opposed not aware of the man's status.
Skank was wearing the Miyalin armour, but remember that Tori was cocky enough to attack Wizaruth!
The possession of a Miyalin armour didn’t mean anything in particular anyways, like preserving a weapon for a long time.
“So? Why would I care?”, Skank asked.
“The axe is already promised to me if I win!”
Skank felt provoked, but despite him being the 2nd officer of the current strongest faction, he could not act rashly and just force his way through.
At this point, it seemed as if he might face all four of them at the same time, since he was unfamiliar of the situation.
This might just be a friendly duel or a bet.
On top of everything Wiza was a paladin of the Temper, their number 1 enemy faction.
He could be in a possession of an artifact that can teleport other members of the Tempers province, which would not be nice for Skank.
Skank wasn’t very confident in Nubis faction members answering his call for help. The relationships between the members of the same province were different.
Not to mention Zafer, who was present both times when Arcanie’s assault on Temper failed and who just showed his unexplainable sixth sense.
Despite that, he could not afford to lose face, “you dare to oppose me?”
They all shivered.
The Miyalin armour Skank was wearing was painted black, which was common for Nubis faction members.
It’s not every day that you see someone casually walking around in full Miyalin equipment.
Akumi whispered something to Tori.
“Of course not!”, he smiled nervously, “when I beat him, we can discuss, like…”
“I’ll buy it”, Skank cut him off.
His willingness to pay seemed as if the Axe 33 was worth more than they all thought it was.
All of them were rookies, and even Zafer, who held the axe, didn’t know the function of all the runes nor how much they costed.
He only knew how to activate them.
“Alright then”, Tori smiled sincerely, “let’s go”.
As he rushed towards Zafer, clashing with him, the latter couldn’t help but feel nervous because of Skank's presence.
Now even if he wins the duel, he might be too weak to resist if the Nubis officer tries to forcefully take the Axe 33 from him.
And to spoil it, Skank was planning on doing that.
The only reason he let Tori fight Zafer was as already mentioned, to avoid too much attention.
The interesting thing about the Void rune was that upon the user’s death, the weapon wouldn’t remain lost in the Void forever.
It could either respawn on the deceased body, if the weapon was properly held by the owner, or on the last place was laid down.
To send a weapon to Void, its wielder could just touch it while it’s lying on some surface.
This was probably an unintentional error in coding the rune, but it had its own advantages.
This would make the weapon not respawn on the user’s deceased body which increased the chances of them not being killed since the weapon would be lost.
As the battle was progressing, however, it was clear that Zafer had a slight upper hand, but then he made a crucial mistake.
He tried to block Tori’s Miyalin axe with his sword, underestimating its strength.
The iron sword Wiza gave him didn’t break but got completely bent.
This rendered his weapon more or less useless since the Mending rune could not straighten it back, only regenerate it if it broke.
The smiles appeared on everyone’s faces except Wizas, but Zafer did something unexpected.
He distanced himself from Tori, after which he used both of his hands to break the blade of Wiza’s sword.
He used his Iron Fist anomaly to break off the bent part of the iron blade!
This will allow the Mending rune to regenerate the weapon now!
Tori panicked and quickly rushed to end the duel before the weapon regenerated, but Zafer lifted his hand to throw the broken-off part of the blade at him.
He didn’t even stretch his arm completely before feeling the perfection behind his own throw!
The broken-off blade will meet Tori’s abdomen, there was no doubt about it.
However, something grabbed Zafer from behind, making him unable to move and throw the blade.
It was Skank.
It was clear that Tori would lose anyway.
Wizaruth rushed to intervene despite having no weapon, but Akumi blocked his path.
“Don’t kill him!”, Skank said while holding Zafer in a full nelson
“Fuck!”, Zafer screamed inside his head, summoning the axe 33 in his left hand.
There was no other escape from this.
A lightning bolt fell from the sky right on both Skank and him.
The former had a Miyalin armour, which made him feel almost nothing, but that wasn’t the target anyways.
The thunderbolt was enough to activate Zafer’s euclid Anomaly, creating a huge explosion and repelling both Tori and Skank away from him.
Zafer then took his blue potion out, drinking it before the dust settled on the ground, running away with all speed.
“Run!”, he said to Wiza.
Facing Skank the three of them simultaneously was impossible. They could only run, and it was everyone for themselves.
Zafer knew the whole Arena quite well, so the terrain wasn’t a problem for him, but could he really escape from the 2nd officer of the world’s strongest faction?
Both he and Tori were following behind him, nearing as every second passed.
Although the blue potions all of them drank was the same 10% one, their physique and speed weren’t the same.
Skank can still run faster.
The air beneath Zafer’s feet suddenly shifted, lifting him off the ground and giving him a slight boost forward, but straight into a tree.
That was Tori’s primary Anomaly, The Force.
The complexity and usage of this anomaly were infinite, but the easiest technique every beginner first learned was something similar to telekinesis, which was exactly what Tori showed right now.
Zafer hit a tree, but there was no time to enjoy the pain.
Skank jumped on him, and even after Zafer rolled to the side, Tori was already there waiting to strike.
There was no way he could beat the 2nd officer of Nubis in a one versus one, let alone in a one versus two.
Especially if both of his opponents were under the effect of a blue potion.
That was almost humanly impossible to track with eyes. No matter the potions someone used.
At that moment someone dressed up as a samurai appeared, blocking both Tori’s and Skank’s swing simultaneously.
Zafer was right beneath him.
“Well, you guys are surely going two versus one. If you need someone to spar and train with, I will gladly join”, he said with a smug smile.
It was nobody else but Wabler! The only person designated Threat Level 6!
Skank frowned, attacking Wabler instead of Zafer, but there was no use. Wabler was just too skilled.
He didn’t even use his katana but easily handled both Skank and Tori at the same time with his bare hands and legs.
He wasn’t even using his anomaly!
The whole purpose of the Arena was for motivated young people to train, and bullying someone in a two versus one surely was quite outside of the scope of its meaning.
This was the reason why Wabler was called the pillar of the peace.
The previous mention of how National Security members don’t care about young freelancers getting bullied was true.
Wabler wasn’t the exception to this either, but there was a catch.
He only intervened if someone was going two versus one.
The reason for this was because it was nearly humanly impossible to fight 2 people simultaneously who are under the effects of the blue potion.
If Tori leaves, Wabler will let Skank do with Zafer as he pleases. If Zafer had a problem with that, he could simply get stronger.
“Kid!”, Skank screamed at Tori, “Fuck off!”.
This wasn’t the first time that happened, and Skank knew well that Wabler would let him fight Zafer if it was a one versus one.
Tori backed off, and Wabler moved aside.
At that instant, Skank went after Zafer who was more confused than ever, but he understood that his loss was only his fault.
The Axe 33 wasn’t his anyway, but it was still sad since Zafer really needed the money.
Zafer could not even blame his age, since there were individuals like the officer Uk who were quite capable despite their lack of experience.
The only thing that wasn’t making this fair was the fact that Skank had a full Miyalin Armour and an even stronger axe.
But again, that wasn’t something that would bother a skilled warrior like Wabler. The threat level was independent of one’s equipment.
Zafer stood up, not knowing if he should dodge or block Skank's swing, however someone else appeared in front of him.
It was a much taller male with really long messy hair, wearing nothing but ragged shorts, and a belt from which 12 meat choppers were hanging.
Each with only a single colourful string within a blade made out of Miyalin.
He pushed Zafer to the ground and then punched Skank right in the middle of his Miyalin chest plate.
With his bare fist.
The Miyalin armor sunk in, and Skank disappeared from everyone’s sight in a fraction of a second.
The only thing that his presence left behind was a strong wind that made Zafer’s hair and clothes jiggle like crazy.
Wabler frowned, “Why would you do that?”
The half-naked man popped his knuckles, “I just hate that guy”.
He wore no identification or a badge, let alone armor, but it was clear that his main weapon were his bare hands.
It was the same anomaly that Zafer had, the Iron Fist.
That man was the one Laura was talking about. Mio.
The second member of the anti-paladin unit who fought the leader of the Numen faction this morning.
The one Zafer wanted to ask to mentor him.