“Aaaa! Take this you damn wicked beasts! Martial Arts - Triple Smash!”

  Bam! Bam! Bam!

  Another good display of a Martial Arts skill. Three goblins stand in front of him, armoured to their teeth and one that is made of pure steel but that matters not for the old adventurer. With three powerful, precise and somewhat quick straight punches, he quickly defeats the three goblins with a well-placed punch on their necks, right in the adam's apple, breaking it in the process and of course, defeating them. Almost there old man! Just four more to go, however, it won’t be as easy as they are ogres, while they are unarmed, they still are at a comfortable C+ rank.

  Older Adventurer- Young lady! Can you ready up one last Fireball? I will defeat these three in front of me while you incinerate that one over there. How about it? Think you can muster enough magic energy for such?

  Well, it seems for some odd reason a lone ogre was able to pass through them and it is mere moments from exiting the bridge and officially entering the city in case he’s successful. The other three ogres just like he said, they are right in front of him, a few meters of course, however, he sure seems confident that he can handle them.

  Frustrated Adventurer- Yeah, that sounds like a solid plan. I will help you out with the Fireball, just create the magic circle and I will power it up with my magic. Maybe we can even do something big?

  It’s a good idea however, one that’s not easy at all to actually pull it off. At the very least, you do have to have some control of your own magic energy for you to be able to pour magic into someone else's magic circle. The concept seems easy and, if you do have said control, it really is; however, if you lack the control what can happen might not be something catastrophic, it can destabilize the magic circle rendering useless in the process or simply make it do something completely different than what is intended. But moving on, as quickly as she can, she raises her left arm and points it towards the lone ogre and in front of the palm of hand, she prepares a magic circle. Thanks to her lack of magic energy, she cannot simply skip the incantation and immediately throw the spell at the ogre, not only that, since the adventurer will be helping her out, she will have to start from the beginning, no shortcuts, nothing at all.

  “Primal elements of the world! I hereby command you to my liking!”

  Magic noises!

  As she starts the incantation, with utmost care, the male adventurer also starts to slowly pour his magic into the magic circle, increasing the size of the magic circle right after it. The magic circle ends up doubling in size, reaching close to 50 centimetres of diameter or in other words, the male adventurer might have been correct and they might be able to actually do something, big per say.

  “Oh, flames of the primordial fire! Hear my call and do my bidding!”

  Fire noises!

  Right in front of a magic circle, a ball made of fire is slowly created, starting small and with flames that could only reach 450 degrees, increasing in size as they both pour more and more magic into the magic circle. A brief second or so later, the Fireball increases to roughly to half the size of the magic circle; however, even in its incomplete form, it’s already a magic spell far stronger than what she’s used to using. She’s a little surprised, she was not expecting him to have this much magic energy however, she simply has to keep going with the flow.

  “Allow me to burn and consume my enemies!”

  The Fireball has reached maximum size and power, being just shy bigger than the magic circle. It truly is a magic spell with such power that she could only dream to be able to do something like this, putting a bitter smile on her face as she realizes that this is only possible thanks to him, thanks to her fellow magician, one that is far stronger than her.

  “Great Fireball!!!”

  Swoosh! Bam!

  She shouts as loud as she can the name of the spell, shooting it right afterwards towards the lone ogre that has just left the bridge and entered the city. The Great Fireball reduces in size and matches the size of the magic circle, creating a deep “swoosh” sound to it as it prepares to get shot off. The reason for this is that, the Great Fireball was slightly compressed, reducing in size with it but, that thing will get shot with quite the speed and when she allows it to do so, a loud “bam” sound accompanies the Great Fireball, reaching the lone ogre in a fraction of a second. I would rank this spell at B+ rank, far above the ogre C+ rank. Once the Great Fireball hits the ogre, a somewhat powerful explosion follows it, burning the ogre alive with its 900 degrees flames, even the ground that he was standing on, part of it melted thanks to the high temperatures.

  If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it.

  Older Adventurer- Mhuahaha! For someone that was complaining about her magic energy, that sure was one hell of a spell! Good job! Now, I can focus on my job. Take this!

  Bam! Bam!

  With two quick straight punches, he hits one ogre right on his guts. The ogre lets out a cry of pain and backs off a step or so from the recoil of his punches, showing off the sheer strength of them. Meanwhile, the other two ogres get in position to attack him, ready up a single swing with their bare hands.

  Woosh! Woosh!

  One after the another, the ogres take said simple swings at him, they are not fast by any means but, they do pack a punch however, the older adventurer easily dodges both of them not only that, he shows of a certain degree of battle experience as thanks to this, the ogres are in a rather peculiar position. The ogres are exactly where he wants them to be and because of this, his mouth is stronger than his mind, creeping a rather pleasant smile on his face as he readies up what seems to be his final attack, one that will end things. However, how will he achieve it? He only has shown us Martial Arts skills, surely, he cannot defeat all of them with a single skill, right? Well, Martial Arts skills are quite diverse and, when someone uses them, it does not mean that said person does not know any magic spells for example. In this case, the ogres are in a single line, he just needs an attack, spell or skill that can go through all of them, quite simple, don’t you think?

  “Pray your prayers and to whatever god you might believe you damn monsters! This is the end for all of you!”

  He takes a combative stance as he shouts this towards them, as he does so, his right hand, fist, starts to glow with a white colour as he also prepares his final attack. Mere moments later, said fist changes colours and brightness, glowing brightly with a yellow shade to it. While I did say that, when someone uses Martial Arts skills, it does not mean that they cannot use other skills or spells; however, in this case, it will actually be a Martial Arts skill, one that uses the user's life force. Don’t worry, it won’t kill him or reduce his life expectancy, it’s just another way that humans can use skills. I’ve talked about them in the past but, the drawbacks from these types of “big” skills are, the massive stamina consumption and the fatigue that follows it, even small Martial Arts skills can and will tire you up. Although, in a situation like this one, it matters not as once the ogres are defeated then, it’s over and they have won the battle and that is all that matters.

  “Take this! Martial arts - Final Strike!”

  Wiish! Bam!

  A simple and direct hit right on the ogre stomach, the one that is the closest to him. It was so fast that not only the ogre couldn’t react to it, it also created a loud and acute “wiish” sound as it travels through the air. The sheer strength of his punch is something beyond anything that the two other adventurers have ever seen, his fist pierces through the ogre flesh, meat and even bones as if he was made of jelly of some sorts, not only that, the shock wave from the impact, it also hits the two other ogres behind the first one, exactly in the same way, piercing right through their guts. The shock wave has the same size of his fist and it also has a bright glow and yellowish colour to it, in other words, rather than being a physical hit, this was supposed to be an air attack, destroying anything that is unfortunate enough to come in contact with it. However, in his case, he decided to hit the ogre first and once it went right through him, he unleashed the Martial Arts skill, getting the results that I have just said.

  “Huff! This was my might, you damn beasts, don’t ever mess with me or my city! Huff!”

  He has a confident look on eyes as he shouts this to the world, his face is serious and his tone of voice is loud, angry and firm. He means every single word and he will protect his “city” with everything he has; however, fatigue quickly hits him as he lets out a long and heavy breath out at the beginning and another one at the end. But even with the fatigue telling him to rest, it seems it’s not bothering him at all as he shrugs it off like it’s nothing and to be honest, he just won, they have won. With the last three magic stones hitting the ground with it, the victor of this battle has been decided. The moment they understand that they have won, happiness quickly fills their minds, joy does the same thing as they cannot stop their mouths from smiling however…

  Fate is far too cruel sometimes, taking matters to his very own hands, his cruel hands.

  Magic Noises!

  Several of them appeared out of nowhere, at least, that is what seems to those that are far too unfortunate enough to be there. They are not the same number as the previous monsters stamped but, their strength easily makes it up and they far outmatch them. Their shapes are also different, just like their smells, colours, everything about them screams “We are not from here!” and yet, they somehow fit in this cruel world. Said world that it seemed it cracked mere moments before these abominations decided to appear, a phenomenon that none of them saw coming, let alone be able to prevent it.