Chapter 76: Quest 70- Deer Vs. Boar

As the roar of the crowd grew, Cirrus and Ottar’s mind went silent. Being of sound mind and body the two adventures reached for their weapons as if it was the body’s natural response.

            Shiing!

            Shiing!

Ottar drew his great sword and remained firm in place.

Cirrus drew his one-handed great sword and rushed forward with great speed easily covering the distance between the two.

‘Fast.’ Thought Ottar as he could see his emerald eyes through his mask, a faint and distance memory flashes across Ottars mind before he pushed it down to deal with the enemy in front of him.

“RAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!”

Cirrus came down with a heavy overhead strike.

Clang!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The sound of the two blades clashing rung through the place quieting everyone as the match has just began.

Ottar with his clashing blade moved his blade to deflected it causing Cirrus to swing his blade down into the earth.

“You need more experience.” Ottar said as he is about to go for a solid punch.

“I agree.”

“?”

With the tips of his feet now grazing the ground and with great strength Cirrus twisted his legs to his hips to should to his wrist to swing the blade out of the way of the ground with all the force of the earth and his body.

Click!

“??”

Ottar could hear a click as Cirrus was coming in with a swing. His instincts told him to move out of range.

Each passing second Ottar had his eye on the blade and each time his instincts  were telling at him to get out of the way until finally he saw Cirrus was two handing it.

“!!!!!!!!”

Ottar quickly jumped back as the swing came in.

Swiiiiiiish!!!

The force of the attack sent out a strong blast of wind damaging the wooden walls of the Colosseum and sending up a powerful gust of wind up to the spectators.

“!!!”

Ottar made a mistake in what weaponry Cirrus was using, Cirrus wasn’t wielding a great sword he was wielding a spear that can become a great sword. The price? A fairly deep gash under his chest.

Seeing this many smiths immediately had the biggest grins on their faces as they never had thought to make such a weapon.

Hephaestus turned to see Eupheme with a big smile on her face as well as she has so much pride and happiness on her face.

With not even looking at her goddess she said.

“There is still more to show!”

 

Back to the fight as Ottar had jumped back he quickly tried to draw his other great sword but.

‘No. I made an error!’

Ottar looked to see a magic circle appeared over Cirrus’s hand.

Under his breath Cirrus quickly muttered.

“(Damocles).”

The swing of the spear became unnatural to all who were watching as it made a smooth 90-degree angle.

‘Another overhead strike!’

“RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Clang!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Using his great sword to block it the earth beneath Ottar broke apart as did some of the great sword.

“!!!!”

Ottar knew from experience this wasn’t the strength of a level 5 or even 6 no this was a strength of a level 7, the speed, and reflexes of a level 8. Everything in Ottar knew this was someone he should have taken seriously from the very beginning, a true monster that completely blows every other adventure out of the water.

He couldn’t help but make a big smile, to be fighting an adventure who holds such potential in front of him, it was if he was a gift from the gods to him, a second chance to face off against the monsters of the Zeus and Hera Familia.

Ottar used his skill exclusive to specific tribes of Beast Humans, Beastification. His body began to bulge in power, his muscles contracting and detracting forming the optimal shape and form.

“ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

With a beast like strength he swung back the strike, Cirrus jumped back regaining some distance.

 

Back in the stand everyone were breathless, in just a matter of seconds Cirrus had managed to push Ottar to use his Beastification.

“N-no way…” Allen said amazed Ottar was pushed to this point so fast.

“Seems we placed our doubts on the wrong adventurer.” Mia said. “That kid really is a beast no he’s the very definition of a monster! Even more than Silence or Empress, shit my hands are shaking thinking about how much he can grow stronger!”

Freya had a face of pure utter exhilaration, awe, envy, and what could only be described as a primordial lust. Freya wanted Cirrus to the point her children could see her eyes being clouded by her emotions, the only reason she hasn’t done anything is simply for two reasons, one was that she was in the dungeon and 2 she wanted to see more, more of this fight!

‘MORE!!! MORE!!! SHOW ME MORE!!!!!!!!’

Many of the gods watching had the same mix of emotions and true pity for Hermes to have lost this genuine treasure.

 

“L-Lord Hermes? Are you alright?” Asfi said looking at Hermes who has a massive smile.

“I am! I’m simply relishing this fight!!”

 

Up in the stands the Loki Familia were amazed by the sheer amount of actions that happened in such a short amount of time.

“Loki…” said Finn.

“Y-yeah?” she said glancing over to him. “!!”

She sees Finn’s thumb throbbing intensely he had to hold it down.

“Zephyr…he’s genuine monster! I don’t know how he was able to hide this level of power but he’s strong! Far stronger than we gave him credit for!”

“Aye…I never seen Ottar get pushed this bloody far quicker than when he fought the elites of the Zeus and Hera Familia.” Gareth said.

“…What’s more Zephyr is a mage, it was brief, but I saw him with a magic circle appear over his hand to give him that weird movement of his spear.” Riveria said with eyes focused on the fight.

“A mage…so he’s Magic Swordsman!” shouted Loki.

“Not entirely, he can fight on the vanguard with no problem, but he doesn’t have anything for the rearguard.” Finn said. “But seeing this I doubt he doesn’t have a way to attack long range with magic.”

 

“That weapon….” Said Tsubaki. “It’s incredible! To be able to shift from being a great sword to a spear on the users choosing!” she had star’s in her eyes looking at it.

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“I can see why it’s impressive!” Hephaestus said. “And with Zephyr using it he’s really showing it off!”

“Hm… but he hasn’t fully used it yet.”

“…Eh?”

“The Brilliant Nightmare has yet to fully shine!” she said in a deadpan, excited voice.

“…Brilliant Nightmare?” Tsubaki and Hephaestus both look at Eupheme with confusion as to why she called it that.

 

“So…do you think you can beat Zephyr?” Phi said looking at Alise.

“Grrr!! Yes I can! No I will!!”

 

Walking through the halls of the colosseum Ai was tracking Cirrus’s scent.

Sniff! Sniff!

“Hmm…he should be close!”

She runs towards the direction of the arena.

 

Back at the arena Cirrus looks across to see Ottar in his beast form and steaming coming off his body. Cirrus swings his sword-spear increasing the velocity of the speed at which the weapons spins around him.

He takes a deep breath and gets into a stance that shows he’s ready to strike at a moment’s notice.

“Ahhh….Can you smell the game?” Cirrus’s grin grows ear to ear.

Ottar with eyes lasered in on Cirrus and his every movement as he moves gets into a stance himself.

“All I can smell.” He said a gravelly voice as though he is holding something back. “Is my victory!! COME!!!!!!!!!” he shouted at the top of his lungs.

“RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! Cirrus obliged screaming his heart out. With all of his speed and body weight put in he throws the spear.

The spear cutting through the air like a meteor coming down to earth.

Ottar tightened his grip on his sword and with a powerful horizonal swing he comes in to strike spear away when he saw Cirrus having already caught up with his spear but had it in his hands.

Cirrus went in with a stabbing motion and Ottar quickly started to block.

Clang!!!!

Ting!!!!

Cirrus continued the flurry of quick attacks each one ringing through the arena until Ottar deflected one and started his assault with devastating strength and speed.

Clang!!!! Ting!!!! Clang!!!! Ting!!!! Clang!!!! Ting!!!! Clang!!!! Ting!!!! Clang!!!! Ting!!!!

Ting!!!! Clang!!!! Ting!!!! Clang!!!! Ting!!!! Clang!!!! Ting!!!! Clang!!!!

Clang!!!! Ting!!!! Clang!!!! Ting!!!! Clang!!!! Ting!!!! Clang!!!! Ting!!!! Clang!!!! Ting!!!!

Ting!!!! Clang!!!! Ting!!!! Clang!!!! Ting!!!! Clang!!!! Ting!!!! Clang!!!!

Cirrus is able to dodge all the attacks, but Ottar was able to quickly pick up how he fights. It only took about a minute or two for Ottar to make this equal based on his wealth of experiences.

Ottar was reflecting all of Cirrus’s attack but Cirrus himself was able to dodge all of Ottar’s attacks. It really was a game of cat and mouse until one of them messes up and sure enough.

Crack!!

“!?”

Having realized Ottar would have a wealth of experience Cirrus needed to keep Ottar on his toes and never let him get to complacent or else it was him who would get cut down. Having already damaged one of his great swords Cirrus figured why not finish it off and lower his attacking and defending options.

‘He broke my sword! That’s why his attacks were so strong he was aiming to break my sword!’

Ottar could see Cirrus’s grin had grown even more then when the fight started.

Click!

Once again he heard that click, the handle of the spear shorted to that of a two-handed great sword.

With the split-second change of weaponry Cirrus managed to get pass his defenses and took advantage of this opening.

Cirrus cut into Ottars left forearm where his broken blade was destroyed, Cirrus then twisted his body and muttered his chant as his magic circle appeared.

“(Damocles).”

Cirrus spun at an impossible speed for him to cut into Ottars lower torso.

“Guh!!” Ottar retaliated by using his left hand to grab Cirrus’s horns firmly. “Your mistake!!!” Ottar went in with an overhead slash when Cirrus let go of his weapon and once again his magic circle appeared behind Cirrus.

The golden antlers in his hands disappeared into air as Ottar hears Cirrus utter.

“(Exousía, Adorn: Erymanthian).”

And sees another armor appear from the circle and quickly wrapped itself around Cirrus’s left arm as it went in close for a punch and then.

THUD!!!

“!?!?!?”

Ottar was struck so hard he had thought it was a Monster Rex.

Ottar as he was struck and the armor covered didn't yet cover Cirrus’s exposed face. Ottar knew who he reminded him of, The Empress.

“RAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

On reflex Ottar swung his fist managing to punch Cirrus in the face.          

“!?”

‘Shi-THUD!!!!”

Both Ottar and Cirrus were sent flying. Ottar got sent back a few feet away. Cirrus being 10 years old got punched across the colosseum. Using the time’s he skidded off the ground to slow himself from not hitting the wall. Cirrus’s Erymanthian begins to cover his body.

He found himself a bit away from where he first started the match. He touches his face to find it heavily damaged.

‘Shit, my brain is… rattled, nose… is almost broken, teeth are a pretty loose…I can’t… imagine a punch when he’s in a better position.’

Cirrus wobbles a bit from the impact.

It took him a good minute to get his center back. He held out his hand and chanted.

“(Damocles).”

The sword-spear then magnetically flew right to Cirrus, grabbing it out of the air and returning to its spear form.

            ‘I really hope he-‘

Getting up again he see’s Ottar getting up, still with a fire to keep going.

“Fuck.” he said under his breath with a big smile unbeknownst to him.