Chapter 113 – Getting Angry.

As the Salamander’s decapitated body crumbled into motes of flame, Rusty stood victorious, his glowing poleaxe resting on the ground. His Lesser Twilight Embrace faded, leaving his metallic form steaming from the residual heat of the mana his body was encased in. The crowd’s cheers and gasps filled the arena, and Gwendolin finally let out the breath she hadn’t realized she was holding.

Katherine was trembling, her face a mixture of rage and disbelief. Her hand still clutched the red mana stone, though its glow had dimmed. Rusty could tell the girl had exhausted its power, and resummoning a monster of this caliber would likely be impossible. There also appeared to be side effects from using the crystal; the young summoner was visibly out of breath. The murmurs in the crowd grew louder, shifting from awe to skepticism as they pieced together what had transpired.

‘Oh?’

While Rusty was glancing at the fading monster, a system message appeared before his gleaming metal head. The mission was marked as complete, but the presence of the salamander had evidently caused the difficulty rating to increase. The battle with the first monster had been relatively straightforward, but the new one was no pushover. This highlighted a critical issue: he couldn’t rely on the difficulty ratings. He would need to figure out what was causing these discrepancies and he knew who to ask for help.

‘I’m sure Alexander and Aburdon will know what’s wrong here… so, does this mean I get to go back now?’

There was a strange hourglass on his system window, its sand trickling down as it circled around. Rusty wasn’t sure what it meant, but after a moment, a sixty-second timer appeared. It seemed he would be sent back shortly. Yet while his mission was technically complete, the events around him were far from over.

The arena fell silent after the Lesser Flame Salamander’s defeat. Katherine’s chest heaved as she tried to steady her breathing, her trembling hands betraying her. Fury radiated from her – at the loss, at the crowd’s shifting loyalty, and perhaps at herself. Whispers about the red mana stone grew louder, and the instructor who had conveniently ignored her actions so far finally seemed inclined to intervene.

“This isn’t fair! She must have cheated!”

Before the instructor could say anything, Katherine’s venomous voice rang out, cutting through the murmurs. She jabbed a shaking finger toward Gwendolin, then swung it toward Rusty.

“That… thing is unnatural! There’s no way she could win otherwise!”

Gwendolin opened her mouth to reply but faltered, her words sticking in her throat. The accusation had left her momentarily stunned. The crowd exchanged glances, whispering among themselves. They knew Katherine’s claims were baseless but were hesitant to get involved.

‘Why is everyone always against me? Why?’

Rusty stood silently, the timer ticking down on the system window. Gwendolin’s thoughts echoed in his consciousness – despair, fear, and anger swirling together like a storm. Though his summoning was temporary, he could feel her emotions boiling over, demanding release. Gripping his poleaxe tightly, Rusty shifted his gaze to Katherine, her shouts echoing across the arena. Twilight began to encase his metallic form, shadows rippling across his frame as if alive.

“Hey, what is that summon doing?”

Murmurs of alarm spread as others noticed Rusty’s sudden shift. He had raised his hand, gripping the poleaxe in a stance resembling someone about to throw a javelin – aimed squarely at Katherine. The crowd collectively held its breath. Even the instructor, who had conveniently ignored Katherine’s earlier actions, took an uneasy step forward, his hand outstretched as though he might intervene.

“Stop…”

Before the teacher could call out, Rusty performed the throwing motion, hurling his poleaxe at Katherine who was standing on the other end of the arena, next to one of the summoning circles. It cut through the air like a comet, trailing black-and-white energy. The arena’s mana shields flared to life, intercepting the weapon just inches from Katherine’s face. The force of the impact made the shield shimmer violently, and the reverberation echoed through the space like a thunderclap.

Katherine shrieked and collapsed to her knees, her eyes wide with terror as she stared at the poleaxe hovering mere inches away, vibrating against the barrier. For a moment, the entire arena was silent, save for Katherine’s panicked gasps. Then, like a dam breaking, the crowd erupted into laughter.

“She almost fainted!”

“Did you see her face? Priceless!”

“Not very dignified, is she?”

Katherine’s face burned with humiliation as mocking laughter rolled through the stands, momentarily drowning out her own flustered attempts to recover. Amidst the jeering crowd, no one noticed the ominous development – the poleaxe still radiated energy, a metal hand stuck to it, channeling both light and darkness. Suddenly, a colossal explosion ripped through the arena, catching everyone off guard.

The blast was so powerful that it cracked the mana shield, its force pushing through the weakened barrier. Katherine barely had time to raise her hands in defense before the shockwave tossed her backward. The instructor sprang into action, his own mana surging as he leapt to intercept her fall. A shimmering new shield enveloped them both, protecting them from the worst of the debris and chaos unleashed by the cataclysmic event.

Rusty stood there, his right hand missing. He had remembered one of the old techniques he used to win fights. Mixing both light and dark energies led to those energies going berserk, producing large blasts. He had hoped to do more damage, but the amount of darkness and light he could infuse was quite low. Now, the timer had reached zero, and it was time to return.

For a moment, he glanced at his summoner, Gwendolin. She was stunned, just like everyone else here, perhaps even more so. Her negative emotions faded as she saw Katherine’s shocked expression, and Rusty could feel it. He looked at the destroyed poleaxe, which was turning into particles of mana along with his body. The quest was over, and now it was time to return.

As his body faded away, he saw Gwendolin reach out in his direction as if she were trying to stop him from disappearing. He could feel sadness wash over him as he sensed her emotions, as if she didn’t want him to leave. He wasn’t sure how to react, but just before he completely faded away, he managed to transmit a few words, finding her behavior somewhat daunting.

“Become stronger, so that they don’t look down on you…”

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With that, he was gone; his body faded from the arena, and he felt his soul being tugged back towards the Soul Forge. The body he had just lost reappeared, this time with the hand he had used to overload his twilight energies. Even the poleaxe was back, and another system announcement awaited him.

He was back in the grand summoning chamber and just as promised he would be given some rewards. Rusty didn’t expect to gain much from the quests as it was marked for easy but perhaps after defeating the Salamander he would be given something more exceptional.

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