Elenbel instinctively strikes at him out of fear just to find his other hand missing from its place.

  “I spent 16 Years in that hell rot, not to be Defeated by you—” Elenbel yelled but his voice was almost like it held no anger. His expression was neutral.

  All of a sudden, his left eye sight went missing and felt light headed…

  ‘I suggested keeping your mouth shut next time.’ said the red haired man and even then he was smiling gently.

  His vision started to shake and blurry as he thought to himself “I can't see my nose… I can't feel my hand or eyes.. Did I go blind” He raised his arms in front of him only to see right hand appear. He was taking in deeper breaths but something felt wrong. He used his right hand and tried to feel his face to check and confirm. Just as he thought but not wished for. His whole left side was missing from his head to his chest. Only his left leg remained. He tried touching and grabbing his chest but nothing came to his hands, just tatted pieces of clothes.

  “I see… I am fighting against the strongest” thought Elenbel as he closed his only eye that remained.

  ‘This is the last warning.’ said Red haired name.

  The room filled with silence went completely silent.

  The kid with his barely opened eyes, focused on the red haired man, he had no outline on him. No… there was one but it was a thin grey outline which was not glowing and fading into the background as such one would not be able to notice it without a closer look. The same one has the kid.

  But soon he also noticed the golden outline Elenbel had, was still there as the void boss raised up once again. Elenbel behind the red haired man started regenerating his left hand and was regrowing his body at an insane pace as he stood back up.

  In almost an instant, with half his head and some of the top torso missing, he stood as he used both his hands for the first time with all fingers open. Right hand, sharp with wind circulating around it, trying to take the red haired neck off like a blade. The left hand, putting the pressure onto red hair so he could not move.

  The left arm was covered and wrapped in white, glass-like material, almost like crystallized armor with spiky ends and

  The kid was also affected just for a moment, the pressure was much more stronger than before when it was not even acted on him.

  The kid did not want to admit it but it was almost as if Elenbel was really being merciful to him but seeing him about to kill his savior on whom the whole force was being acted on who was not moving a single muscle and his head down from the pressure. The kid tried to point with his eyes as if trying to warn him and forced his mouth open to say ‘Behi—’ but his words were not fast enough and Elenbel already started to thrust his hand at the red haired man's neck.

  ‘Don’t worry.’ said the red haired man as he looked up at the kid, smiling. He lifted his head easily, ensuring the kid everything was alright and looked back towards Elenbel and said in a cold voice ‘I told you it was the last time’

  [Cute Black Rabbit]

  He loudly snapped his finger with his thumb and middle finger and pointed towards an odd looking black sphere with white sphere-like eyes appearing in front of the kid's eye, taking his attention onto the sphere away from the man as if he was trying to hide the sight behind him.

  It looked like a cute blob trying to resemble a rabbit which would have been impossible to guess if he had not said rabbit and almost like the whole name of the spell was a joke to him.

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  Elenbel had an expressionless face just smiled upon looking at them knowing well what awaited him was death itself as if his fate was sealed before his attack even began. It was like he was a whole different person when he smiled. His eyes reflected a small faceless kid who had light hair smiling back at him as he closed his eyes in peace.

  The kid saw it, just a sudden gust of wind swiped away from his face and a green spherical hemisphere was foamed around the kid as everything went silent.

  The outline… It was slashed in so many small pieces like a chief who chopped the onions which was odd as no slashes from before even glazed the outline, even when the kid slashed off Elenbel limbs but now that very outline was cut without effort.

  The outline broke up like shattered glass in an instant and gathered to one single point like being compressed and absorbed into a small sphere and vanished like it never existed.

  The red haired man thought ‘huh… Was that an overkill?...’ with confusion and then looked at the kid.

  The kid who was barely able to open his eyes looked at the red-haired man. The man was smiling which was more confusing as he just did something that defied the laws and logic of the world and ones understanding itself as a joke. He had a foolish smirk on his face again and looked as if he was proud of its name and trying to ease the kid up. It felt more insane on how easily he made and used it as a joke.

  In short, Yea he just did it without any effort or breaking a sweat.

  The double door, which was broken in. One side opened up as the other was already broken on the ground. The kid's mind was not working properly as he had a headache and felt light headed from all the pain and bleeding.

  The kid saw a dark shadow behind the red haired man, for a moment he thought it was death itself standing behind the man as he uttered ‘Death?’ in fear of another person being taken away.

  ‘Haha. You must be imagining things. Rest up now, let the adult take care of the rest’ replied the red hair.

  ‘Please don't die…’ mumbled the kid as he shakingly held onto him but had no strength left to even hold on and was almost about to pass out.

  ‘I wouldn't.’

  ‘Little Blue Promise?’

  “Little Blue” or “Little blue devil” promise was a popular folktale told to kids and used to scare misbehaving kids. It is about a cute and innocent looking blue-greenish/Emerald haired devil who looks like a kid with orange eyes who will come if you break the promise and takes your will which he grabs from your heart and destroys it if you misbehave, leaving you in despair. It was a promise from a devil tale used for both kids and adults. This just showed that he was still just a kid.

  He paused for a moment and let out a laugh of joy. ‘I promise I wouldn't die’ after which the kid finally eases up and closes his eyes.

  ‘I guess your will was stronger than I thought. I was worried over nothing. Lets get you a new one’ as he looked towards his broken sword. The sword was broken into three pieces making it unrepairable.

  He carried the kid in arms and took him outside as the void room started to crumble. He stepped outside the door and was met with guards.

  “You really are insane for being able to break in to enter the room.” said the leader of the unit. A man with a steady build and was a bit taller than red hair but looked older in age like a middle aged man but calm and collective.

  The red haired man just looked at him as he was reaching his hands out to the kid as if asking him to give him to them which would have been normal as they will send him back to the town but the red haired man declines it.

  ‘I will take him back myself.’ as he smiles

  “Give him over to us. We have the right to question him.”

  ‘No I insist.’

  “We must question him about the incident and the void boss. Its the will of king”

  ‘Then go get your king.’

  “Even if you were given the ranks of hero while not being one, you have no right to disrespect the king or us. You can not defy the orders."

  ‘Is that so? You tell me which king of yours told you to slap the kid? How can I trust the people who slapped a child in his sleep? I know your methods but using them against a kid who is not even proven guilty is something that I can not overlook.’ said the red haired as he smiled gently but it almost seemed as if it was threatening them.

  The unit leader looked at the kid's swollen face and remembered a red mark from earlier when he saw him back at the village. He had doubts marking was not there when he was being loaded into the wagon.

  He looked back at his unit men. Few of them had their eyes lowered down as if guilty of it.