Sacrifice: Time of Mine
Chapter 51: Casualties

Avion looked at his surroundings and knew there was no escape and no other ways to avoid this.

The three did not leave but they were now too scared to get in front of Avion like earlier.

None of them expected that Mettany's strength was soaring before getting slapped.

Leaving him no choice, Avion decided to walk forward.

"Avion!" Naron shouted but he could not do anything.

"It's fine, I will deal with her." Avion deeply breathed before asking, "What do you want?"

"Ehehehe... ehehe.. hehe.." as if that laughter was a requirement, she then said after it, "As I said, I want to release it." the pretty Mettany who was breathing heavily and her face and neck were scalding hot walked out of the smoke of dust, "I want to release this energy, or else, I won't be satisfied!"

"So you want to fight?" Avion gulped again.

"Yep" Mettany giggled as she replied.

"But I'm not that strong. I will surely die."

"You're already used that card, you know.... stop acting." Mettany combed her hair back. Even though she lacked the curves, for her, it was unnecessary. Just her posture, elegance, and aura was enough to seduce any men who see her.

"I'm not acting though." Avion then signaled his hand to the three for them to escape but they did not move.

"Hmph! You really don't want to satisfy me that badly!?" Mettany then pouted with her arms crossed under her chest. She was like a wife who was deprived of sexual intercourse from her husband and is beginning to throw a tantrum.

"That's not it..." Avion didn't know how to handle her. He felt that as time passed, the more she will make her move.

"Then I'll just have to force you then." Mettany then smiled. She began to form a stance that was like a bowstring that was pulled, ready to attack.

Avion involuntarily took a step back, thinking of ways to avoid any more trouble.

'What can I do? It's not like I can bring them into my stoppage of time.' he frowned.

Mettany took a stepped forward and her body then blurred-

Pak!*

Avion's eyes widened and as well as the three behind him.

Before Mettany jumped forward like a tiger, someone appeared behind her and hit her back so hard that they felt the air from it.

"Hm, you're acting like this again." a big man appeared.

He seemed to be as tall as two meters. Having bronze skin and brownish hair that extends to the side of his face like a wolf. His eyes were both sharp as he looked at Avion, "What a handsome lad, you should be the reason why she's like this." he sighed.

Seeing this, Naron, Temon, Fobo, and the other Riskers who were hiding in the sidelines and shadows cheered;

"Guild Master Gon is here!"

They celebrated. He was the only person in the whole capital that can stop the berserk of Mettany.

Seeing the situation, Avion sighed in relief but soon, he suddenly sipped in hard. The cheer instantly became silent as they heard laughter, peculiar laughter.

"Ehehehe... heheh..eheh" it was piercing their ears that made the Riskers and the three have paled faces as if they saw a ghost.

The man that was standing like a grand statue frowned.

"Before, just one hit from you and I would faint." Guild Master Gon then looked down. Standing next to each other, he was almost twice as large as the petite Mettany. The guild master's pupils shrunk when he saw Mettany looked at him and said, "But this time, it doesn't hurt me a little bit!"

With a quick twist of her waist, her thin arm heavily swung like a hammer about to hit the guild master's broad body.

"Hmph!" the guild master reacted and put forward his palm to fight against this attack!

Thud!*

Dust was blown away from the impact as a large body came flying away while the petite girl only stepped back a few times from the impact.

The large body then hit a stall with fresh fruits on it. The owner was so scared that he fell down as if he was the one who received this attack and died.

"What!?"

The Riskers reacted and made a mess, unable to believe what was happening in front of them.

"Miss Mettany's strength increased so much that she could defeat two people without touching the second person!"

"Oh my God! The Guild Master was sent flying away!? How could it be!?"

"EHEHEH! HEHEHE!" Mettany maniacally laughed as ecstasy was filling her, "The power, I could feel it!" she then glanced at Avion, seeing his shocked face which made her wet again.

However, that glance was quick before she could feel an immense danger coming from her back.

"If you want to fight, let's fight where there are no people."

Like a rampaging elephant, an angry colossus, or an unstoppable demon, Mettany could not react so fast to dodge but could only raise both of her arms to shield herself.

BOOM!*

A greater blow of wind exploded and the petite body flew in the air, up in the air before the large man jumped following her trajectory.

"This is the battle of the century, I have to see this!"

After being stupefied by the scene in front of them, the Riskers did not care any longer and went out of the capital as fast as they not to miss the fight.

"Of course, Rank Bih isn't that easy to defeat." Temon wiped his sweat. He could feel the trepidation of his heartbeat.

"Whew, that was close, right, Avion?" Fobo sighed in relief.

"Avion?" Naron then looked around, not able to see him but spotted him far away.

Avion was at the stall that destroyed.

"Sir, wake up. Are you okay?" he tapped the man who collapsed. He caught the stall-owner when fainted when the stall-owner fainted.

"Eh..?" the stall-owner woke up before seeing his destroyed business and tears came out of his eyes, "NO! Ancestors, I have failed you! Today's profit will be less than a cren!" he held his heart in pain, "The reputation of our business..." tears came out of his eyes as if he lost his children.

"Please, calm down." but Avion was caught on this.

"No, I cannot. This is just my unlucky day."

"But it's not your fault, it's their fault."

The stall-owner shook his head and with a calm smile, he looked at Avion, "But they're Elementalist. We, commoners, can't do anything about it. Hayss, let's just leave the two crens and fifty brons behind."

"No"

"Eh?" although he was overreacting, the stall-owner didn't expect the handsome young man to react like this.

Avion then stood up, "They need to pay up."