Spy Mage System
Chapter 218

218 Damp Halls

He charged towards me at a fast pace, his figure getting bigger by the second. Okay, I needed to back up-calm down, calm down-I could do this. I thought about all the fighting I’ve done since I’ve started this game with my friends in Las Vegas. This is nothing-nothing at all. I could do this easily-it was nothing. I just needed to keep my cool-just needed to keep my cool.

He first came in with a strong swing with his wand, swinging left and right as I blocked each hit, ducking back into a crouch as he looked to strike at me with another shot with his wand.

“Oh yeah?” I shouted as he hit me in my upper left arm with the back of his wand and sent me flying back with a painful jolt of electricity that made my muscles twitch, but it didn’t knock me unconscious, “Is that all you got?!” I shouted at him, standing up again while striking him in the gut with my fist while sending him into the wall. “This is nothing at all!”

“I’m so glad you can say that,” Dr. Mord said with a smile as he smirked, “I’ll be glad to show you exactly how easy it is to defeat you.”

Soon enough, he charged towards me and I was already starting to regret my words. I needed to get back-back, back! He swung his wand but I quickly ducked under, before returning with a jab to the stomach that sent him back. Yes-yes! But then he went for the thigh, and my footing failed me as I stumbled back.

I dropped to the floor-but rolled to get back onto my feet, before I prepared for the incoming attack that was speeding towards at me at a faster rate than my beating heart, and I got my wand before Dr. Mord swung-creating a clash that almost sent me back into the wall. I knew he was getting faster but it wasn’t working against him...but then it did...

I looked at him in disbelief as I saw him back up a little before he looked to the side and gave a smirk, as if he had been expecting this all along. He swung again with his wand, and I moved my head to the left to dodge it-rolling to the side before coming in with my own attack, my hands sweating with dripping fear and my wand barely in my grasp, my hands were shaking as I held onto my wand for dear life and tried my best to hit him-but...

I didn’t hit him and he was stronger than me, so I used the only weapon I had...My Perk.

Quickly, I charged it up, as my veins glowed red, and Dr. Mord looked at me-but not in fear, but actually in excitement as if he wanted this to happen, as if he wanted the best of me. Well, the best of me he’s going to get.

.....

I sped towards him with my fist ready before I released a shockwave that would hopefully push him away. But he took a knee as if he was getting knighted and somehow-he withstood the power of the shockwave that encountered him. “How...” I muttered in shock, as if I couldn’t believe my eyes.

“This isn’t over yet,” he said while smiling with amusement, “Your fight is far from over.”

I began to pull back, unsure of what to do next-being the fact he somehow withstood that shockwave that usually knock people to their feet, so I could see him preparing for me again before I did my best to run away-but I didn’t get very far because he shot out another blast of light with his wand that was strong enough to knock me back.

But I rolled, feeling my heart rate skyrocket as I looked back, seeing three more bolts come my way. I rolled, hearing and feeling the debris shoot out of the wall, before I returned to my feet-and quickly stomped the ground. This time he didn’t have enough time to actually get knighted by the queen this time, so maybe the shockwave would work against him this time.

And then he swung his wand again with an attack that caused me to fly across the room. But I could feel the magic around me before I rolled and regained my footing again-but the force behind his attacks was too much for me to bear.

I needed to get out of here, I needed to escape!

But how? The exit was behind him and I wouldn’t be able to run past him to get there if I tried-but wait, there was an escape hatch that led outside of this room. I saw it behind me, and maybe it might take me outside-or maybe somewhere else but best case scenario-in the torture chamber where Nikki was.

But then Dr. Mord turned his head and looked at me with wide eyes of horror and sorrow as if he had known I was thinking of that door all along, “That’s right,” he said with a smirk as if he had known it all along, “I’ll never let you escape that easy!”

I looked behind me as I heard the sound of a lock on that door unlock before Dr. Mord came after me with a kick to the chest that sent me flying into the wall, my wand falling from my grasp before I fell on my side and then collapsed onto the floor.

He took his wand back while standing over me, “What an exciting show,” he said with a smirk as if he were about to start his next act of murder, “I’ve always wanted to play a game of tag.”

I sat up from the floor and got on my feet as he readied his wand again before he charged towards me at a fast pace as I looked at him arrive, knowing I needed to get out of here-which right then, an idea finally made its way into my mind, and now I knew what I was going to do...I hope. I dived under the swing that came across me, and then I bolted towards the door.

No turning back.

No nothing.

Just going, no stopping, and no listening to the booming footsteps that were chasing behind me. I smacked through the door and into the hall, which was pretty bright to be honest. There were lights swinging like monkeys on vines on the ceiling, as I ran through the hall-the wood sounding from each footstep that stomped on it.

All of a sudden, in the PA, I heard Dr. Mord say, “Connor Drails has escaped, if you see at anytime-bring him back to me now.”

Fear pumped inside of me, and my mind raced as I continued to run through the halls. What do I do? Where do I go?

No, first-I need to replace Nikki, then replace the rest of my friends. The YMPA were already here, so we can easily escape and maybe stop the virus while were-where’s the virus anyways? It wasn’t in that base in Washington D.C, so where is it?

But before I even had a chance to choose any options, I saw a guard in this uniform, like a black jacket with vest, approached me. He got out his wand, and I already knew he were BMO.

“Hey!” he shouted, before shooting a bolt speedily in my direction. I rolled under it, feeling the flying debris dash towards my direction, before I got up to my feet and bolted into another room-as if trying to lose him.

The guard was on my tail now as I looked for another exit to run for. I found a room around the corner, as I moved towards the door, my legs barely touching the ground. I looked behind me to see that guard chasing after me, and he was gaining fast. But there were stairs that were on the left of the hall, meaning I could possibly escape that way.

I dashed down the stairs, but so did the guard as well-before I turned to the right, hoping to lose him with my trick. But the trick didn’t work, and the guard was now closer than before. Soon enough, I heard bolts speeding past me-whizzing past my ear at full speed-Woom!-as fear began to pump inside more than ever, filling through my veins and coursing through my body.

I kept running until I could hear nothing except my breathing as I slowed to a halt, my hand clutching my wand tightly. My heart raced like it was about to explode out of my chest.

But then I looked up, seeing a door that sat above some stairs, and I knew that was my temporary escape.

“Don’t you dare move!” the guard shouted, but I ignored him-seeing my opportunity and taking it with no questions asked. Thunk-thunk-thunk-I made my way upstairs before I finally reached the last obstacle: the door.

Figures there was another one before that.

Suddenly, I turned around and saw a wand swinging in my direction. Whoop-I ducked under the swing, before pushing him with my wand, but his wand suddenly came to the rescue.

Clang-clash-cling, we continued to swing our wand, high and low-but I knew this wasn’t getting any better.

But all of a sudden, he kicked my thigh-thump-making me lost my stability. But then he came in for the grab, pushing me down the stairs.

But I was taking him with me.

We rolled down the stairs, thumping every single step before we landed onto the ground.

Quickly, I returned to my feet-but as well did the guard, and he took no time in taking out his wand.

He shot a bolt-dodged.

He shot another, evaded.

But the third one sent me flying, crashing into the wall-as glass shattered and swept through the floor.

I slowly got up, looking at the guard whose smile seemed satisfied but also wanting more. I was scared, fearful, afraid of what to do, what to say, what to think-and yet at the same time filled with hope because maybe I could replace a way out of this mess. Maybe there was something to do to save myself from this situation that seemed so impossible, almost as if there were something that was missing out there that could save me from all of this nonsense.

I stood there with my wand still clutched in my hands-while his wand was still ready to shoot off at any moment. He still had not lowered it from his shoulder; still had not lowered his wand; and still had not lowered his guard. He stared at me with those same cold eyes-eyes that showed me what I would see if I would cross this man-his eyes showed me death and destruction.

But one thing he did not do at all was to guard the door.

Quickly, I sped towards the stairs as the guard charged towards me, but it didn’t matter anymore about defeating him-it mattered about escape.

I slid under his swing that sped at a thousand miles per hour, and quickly returned to my feet as my goal once again thrived as I approached the door.

I touched the door, and it opened-but my momentum was a bit too excited of finally escaping the damp halls, and I fell over onto my stomach.

I slowly got back up, seeing the faint blue sky and the light that continued to shine on certain parts of the ship with each right and left direction.

Where was I?