The man had a magical weapon, the scythe was a C class weapon, everything in this world was based around the ranking system.
The scythe had a purple gleam to it accenting its black color scheme
I grasped the scythe with both my hands and pulled for it.
“Time Flow Again”.
Time had resumed yet it slowed down
I punched him at full strength, knocking him back into the sand as he laid there, his head hit on a nearby rock bleeding from his mouth as I grasped his scythe.
My other hand was in shambles, my wrist was completely broken and dislocated.
I felt its magic rush through me through my hand.
Even my Damascus blade was only a D class.
“You won’t mind if I borrowed this for a while would you”?
He looked at me and started laughing.
“A child such as yourself? sure, even though I fought you when you were weaponless, you still beat me, I completely lost my pride, you can have it, it wasn’t even that much money anyways”.
His eyes turned bright red, filled with blood as he started vomiting and crying out blood.
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“I surrender”.
He was enveloped in a light and was swallowed into the sandy floor.
Information was immediately implanted into my brain, the scythe had been made with two abilities stored within it.
Minimize and Loyalty
“Minimize”.
The large scythe had shrinked into an object that could even fit between your teeth.
I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder, the same arm I had been injured in as I looked towards it, there was a sword going through it.
It wasn’t connected to any hand, the sword had been thrown like a projectile.
It slowly turned into particles as it completely disappeared.
I grasped my shoulders, I had to make sure I don’t start falling apart.
“Time Reverse”.
My arm was instantly healed back to normal, even my broken wrist was fixed.
I got dizzy, the world around me shifted changing in all sorts of ways
A bitter taste filled my mouth, a red liquid came out.
Blood
It was a man dressed in a golden hoodie and a woman with an aqua jacket
A large variety of swords suddenly appeared in the air, frozen and still
The woman had started moving her hands around, creating handsigns as the swords shot towards me at me at mach 7, the speed of a fighter jet.
“Ultimave Move, Grave Of Blades”.
The area around us had turned into a graveyard full of swords and fallen heroes.
Jaclyn was right beside me
“You okay? You look like you’re bleeding a lot”.
She handed me a towel as I stopped the bleeding from my mouth staining the white towel with red.
As she snapped her fingers, an unbelievable amount of swords appeared on her side of the field.
Each of their swords clashed with one another, Jaclyn’s swords were all the same.
Some of them powered through completely shattering the enemy’s swords.
“I really didn’t want to use this on a student”.
A golden lance appeared in his hands
“Deborah, go ahead”.