PATH OF THE STAR HUNTER

167 Chapter 167 The True Form of Sasha Kor Ignis

′′ Heretic dies. . . Gaah * ′′

Having slit the throat of another city guard, Desmond had to retreat once more to avoid being beheaded by a spear, this was the fourth time that Desmond had to leave the offensive after having faced well-coordinated attacks from the six high-level knights.

The corpses of the city guards weren′t just a few, but that had done little to improve Desmond’s situation, his enemies were too many in number, and even depending on the increase in power provided by Full-Drive and overload; Desmond hadn′t been able to surpass the elite knights.

In theory, Desmond should be able to assassinate any of them in a matter of seconds, originally these knights did not overcome Desmond as overwhelmingly in strength as the necromancer had, but the knights were incredibly well coordinated and had the upper hand in weaponry.

The knights’ shields prevented Desmond from having a chance to aim a lethal attack, their swords were good at predicting Desmond’s movements, and powerful spear strikes from one of them swept through the air forcing Desmond to retreat.

Little by little Desmond was accumulating wounds and exhaustion had begun to accumulate inside his body, the potions that he had drunk previously had helped him maintain his enhanced state while they repaired the damage generated, but Desmond could feel that they were losing their effect; it was only a matter of time before Desmond was unable to maintain his current state.

Retreating once more, Desmond took his two daggers and pounced on the knight closest to him, without any hesitation in his movements the knight raised his shield, but the blow he expected didn′t come.

Desmond had slipped under the knight and advanced to face the three knights behind him, the knights saw him coming, but before they made the move Desmond threw his daggers at two of them with inordinate strength.

Desmond throwing his daggers was an unexpected move just after another unexpected move and with the speed of the daggers none of the knights managed to defend themselves, one of them was stabbed in the shoulder wounding him heavily and the other was hit in the helmet leaving him strongly stunned, but Desmond did not pause to confirm this as he pounced on the third knight.

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The third knight was the spear user and when he saw Desmond go for him he tried to defend himself with a spear sweep, but at this distance, his weapon had lost its greatest advantage, Desmond without any problem stepped over the spear sweep when jumping forward like a tiger digging its claws into the poor knight’s shoulders.

The rest of the knights tried to catch up, but Desmond was too fast and had taken them all by surprise, the shield knight that he eluded at first had now become an obstacle for the rest of the knights to try to save your partner.

Soon all the knights heard the sound of flesh ripping brutally when they saw Desmond ripping off the spearman’s arms in an extremely bloodthirsty manner.

Desmond didn’t even have a chance to feel good about reducing the number of elite enemies when a sledgehammer struck him in the side sending him flying fifty feet away.

Having broken ribs, Desmond got up to see that the knight with the shield from earlier had dropped his shield and now carried a mallet in each hand; Judging from the blow Desmond received from him, the knight was presumably good with a weapon.

Desmond continued to engage in battle with the knights as he slaughtered any city guards who crossed his path, now without their spearman they lost some advantage, but they had made up for it with the knights with dual mallets combat prowess

Desmond soon began to lose his breath and pain began to flood his systems, he knew that his time was running out, but he was still not even close to being able to get out of here; It seems like he was running out of options.

When he thought he couldn’t get any worse, he heard one of the city guards shout: ′′ The wretch is running out, now is the time; Someone goes and kill that bitch of the witch to avoid mishap. ′′

Less than a second later the head of that city guard was flying through the air while a fountain of blood came from his neck, Desmond like a cornered beast had taken out everything he had and had launched into a murderous frenzy while doing his way to where Sasha had been held captive.

Even the knights who had besieged him were intimidated when they took a step back from watching Desmond go mad, several city guards tried to stop him and others tried to reach Sasha first, but they all suffered the same fate; they ended up cut into pieces on the ground.

Now Desmond was in front of Sasha once again, only this time he no longer had time to give the girl a comforting smile, in fact, Desmond had tried to free Sasha before but his strongest attack did not do any damage to the handcuffs that Sasha wore and then he was too busy in the battle to try again.

In front of Sasha, Desmond was already an arrow at the end of the flight, his strength was waning, he had to withdraw Overload before the ability killed him, his bones felt brittle and his muscles cried in pain, Full-Drive fluctuated unstably with Desmond barely clinging to control of the skill and yet Desmond stood upright in front of Sasha.

The rest of the guards and knights surrounded the place where Desmond and Sasha were, but no one dared to step forward, for them, Desmond at this moment was a wounded and cornered beast so nothing good would come of confronting him; nobody wanted to be the first to die.

Besides, they knew it, they could feel it. . . Desmond was at the end of his strength and they would just have to wait for him to succumb on his own.

Seeing the unstable but immovable figure of him in front of her, Sasha cried inconsolably as she asked the hunter between moans: ′′ Why didn’t you leave? ′′

′′ Did you forget what I told you yesterday? I told you that if you didn’t leave me after seeing that side of me; Then someone would have to kill me to make me leave you. ′′ Although he did not turn around to look at Sasha, an answer still came from Desmond who was watching his surroundings with vigil.

The stalemate lasted a few seconds before some city guards took up their bows and began shooting Desmond continuously.

′′ bastards. ′′ Now completely exhausted Desmond had to work hard to block the shots that were aimed at both him and Sasha, that’s right, to exhaust him they didn’t mind attacking a defenseless woman; though the bastards likely didn’t even see Sasha as a woman in the first place.

It didn’t take long for Desmond to be unable to keep up, some arrows began to graze him at first, but he soon had an arrow stuck in his arm followed by two arrows in his legs.

At that moment it didn’t matter how strong Desmond’s willpower was. . . his body could no longer stand, kneeling in front of Sasha was the man she had fallen in love with surrounded by people who wanted them both dead.

It was as if time slowed down when Sasha saw a city guard shoot another arrow this time aimed at Desmond’s head, Sasha saw the arrow in flight and felt her heart being torn apart completely.

It was then that she Sasha felt it, something she hadn’t felt since that day so many years in the past, a flame, not the one she always used with her wand. . . no, it was a different fire, it was a vermilion flame, burning intensely inside her body, in her heart; Fighting to break free with every heartbeat.

It was when the arrow was only inches from Desmond’s defenseless face that the flame within Sasha could no longer be contained, not by her, not by the handcuffs that limited her power, and certainly not by the people who were trying to kill them.

Feeling what was happening inside her, Sasha begged from the depths of her being, begged the fire that burned within her not to harm Desmond and that is what happened.

For the first time in memory, Sasha felt that she had control over this vermilion-colored fire, the arrow in front of Desmond had turned to ash at the mere fiery presence of Sasha and the entire crowd took a step back as they watched what was happening in front of them.

Sasha did not know anything about the race to which she belonged and did not know anything about her inherent powers or her flame within her; That is why she did not know that the moment she released the vermilion fire within her, her appearance changed greatly. . . now facing the world was the true form of the woman known as Sasha Kor Ignis.