Spy Mage System
Chapter 205

205 The Wave of Terror

I soon arrived towards the fight, as three of the BMO agents opted to challenge us. They ran towards us like lions hunting their prey, but I was ready. Malachi looked back at me, doing a double-take before he finally saw my entire presence. “Connor?!” he asked. “What are you doing?”

“Helping,” I responded with a smirk, the bravery and accomplishment in me burning like a fire.

But then Malachi screamed, “Watch out!”

But then, I felt the wind of a wand barely pass over my head. I rolled out of the way, my heart beating as if someone was just pounding it with a hammer. I got up to see a BMO agent with his wand firm in his grasp. “Oh, we’re gonna have fun,” he chuckled weirdly, “I can already tell.”

He shot off some lightning, which was met with a burst of flames that came from Nikki. Then another shot, but she stopped it. I wasn’t too far away, and I kicked at him to throw him off-balance. He rolled-but quickly got up to his feet. But there was enough space for me to come in with an effective attack.

I came in, my fists ready to swing, before I approached. He swung first, but I knew that was coming. I ducked and came in with a hard punch to the stomach, adding another topping of a quick left. Then another right jab. The last one being a final left hook.

But instead of feeling the impact of his own punches, he just stared at his own body like he couldn’t believe he didn’t get hurt. How did he not fall, or even die from that impact. I needed to use my Perk, so I shot a quick blast of fire-by charging my Perk-towards his chest and then another at his legs.

But my shots missed, mainly because he dodged them like some sort of ninja. He came at me with a flurry of attacks that barely missed me, and I knew eventually one of them was going to land. I needed to do something, and quickly. I threw a hard punch at his chest, that sent him flying-but he again-landed onto his feet.

This man was crazy. He didn’t even flinch or slip from my powerful attacks, but landed as if they were baby slaps. Anger boiled through my arteries, and I went into attack mode. I charged and threw a hook kick. My opponent jumped over it, which would have been an easy landing if I hadn’t been on fire. Instead, he stumbled back a few steps before recovering himself.

.....

I shot out a few fire bolts at him, but he kept running-evading every fireball that slipped by him. He stopped, and a dashing wind caught me off the ground, sending me flying backwards and into the wall.

“Someone seems a little shaky, don’t you think?!” he cackled, but I didn’t take no damage from his pathetic words, though my ears were ringing slightly. “I know what’s happening.”

He took his wand out of his pocket and pointed it at me. I readied myself, and then another blast of fire flew towards me, only to be stopped by the wind. Who was doing the wind? I turned to see Malachi right by me, looking at the BMO agent that was staring at us like a hyena. “Oh, this just got even better,” the agent said with a croaky voice.

“You okay?” Malachi asked me, and I nodded-although I felt like a bowl of jelly. “Let’s get him.”

We looked ahead at him, and fired towards him at full speed. He swung his wand, sending a wave of water splashing towards us, but we dodged it without effort. Malachi approached, swinging his wand but only managing to get blocked by the agent’s wand. They danced around with their weapons, not really making any sort of progress.

I knew this was my time, so I jumped up and sent my fist towards the BMO agent’s chest, only for him to block me with the tip of his wand. The impact knocked me back, but not before my fist hit him in the chest.

He flew from the ground and crashed into what seemed to be a table with a school of computers on it. Glass shattered and sprinted through the air before he fell to the ground, but he wasn’t done yet, and pulled himself up to his feet.

“You can’t beat me!” he screamed.

I could tell this guy was good at wand combat, but I could see right through that and had already prepared to fight fire with fire. “Trust me, I have some help as well,” he said. He slowly, barely even able to move his trembling hands, reached for the radio. “Hey, I need some backup over here,” he said.

He practically called reinforcements, but there was no reply. I was ready to pounce at the next second-but nothing happened. He had stopped talking.

I turned to see that Malachi was frozen, too, his hand still on his wand. All of a sudden, two agents sped up behind him as if they just spawned and now he had a few teammates. “How about we make it fair,” he said with a chuckle. “Get those two, the others will deal with that girl over there.” He was talking about September, which was enough to tell me this was getting worse.

The two agents sped towards us, the one on the right choosing his opponent to be me.

Wrong choice... hopefully.

He swung his wand towards me-but I smelt that from a mile away. I jumped over and did a backflip, dodging the zooming swing before perfectly landing on the ground. If that was in slow-motion, that would’ve looked sick. I came in with a quick jab, almost like a warning before I came in with a good kick to the jaw, knocking him out cold.

I turned to see Malachi now fighting two agents himself. He was good at hand-to-hand combat. They were a bit slow, so he had the upper hand in that area. I rushed towards him to help, first coming with a ram. That was enough to distance one agent from Malachi, and I could see his face twisted up with anger.

“You’re not the only one that can fight hand-to-hand!” he screamed. The agent who had just been kicked away was coming for me. Oh, no. He grabbed my body and pulled it off the ground, before slamming me down to the ground like some sort of wrestler. I felt the pain of all the air being squeezed out of me as he went to punch me in the stomach. I couldn’t breathe... and then I could, because he wasn’t hitting me anymore-I’d moved.

I got up to my feet before he could return another one, but he halted as if he froze-then turned to me.

All of a sudden, he came with a powerful swing that only gave me only half of a second to duck and move out the way. But this was a perfect time to attack. I gave a quick jab to the stomach then a good right, but that was was stopped in his tracks.

I threw another one for good measure, but he leaned from the punch before a kick to the chest came at me, making me stumble backwards a little before I could get my balance back. I got to my feet, ready for anything. “It’s okay... we’re gonna stop this together,” Malachi said with a calm voice. I nodded, taking a deep breath to calm my frantic brain before returning to the fight.

I looked at the agent, trying to study his next move.

But it was not what I expected at all.

He started first with a long kick, that almost jabbed my ear off, then he threw a jab that I dodged by jumping out of the way. Then came an uppercut, but it wasn’t powerful enough to knock me out, though it did throw me back a little. I spit out the blood that jiggled in my mouth, before returning my sight towards the encountering opponent.

He came with a jump before he twirled with a kick that contacted by my eye. The contact and the force grabbed me from the ground and threw me through the air, making my neck hit on the ground with a crack. I couldn’t breathe; all I could feel was a cold and hard floor under my face, while I coughed out some blood and dust in my mouth.

I felt like I couldn’t move...I couldn’t even breathe. I wheezed and coughed, which were the only things that seemed to give me some sort of air, but nothing seemed to work. Slowly he walked towards me with a sly smile, I was about to die right here and now.

Then I saw his face.

Malachi!

“I got this,” Malachi said as he ran towards me with his wand. “Stay still!”

He gave a jolt of electricity to the man and made him fall down on his knees. The man tried to stand up but he couldn’t, he was shocked so badly that it didn’t even let him stand on his own two feet. He turned his attention to Malachi, who had a look of victory on his face as if he just won a fight.