Beast Hunters: A LitRPG Harem Adventure Part Five, page 5
"Does anyone have any ideas?" Vic asked, "It's the right time for that."
"I have one, but I don't know if it'll work." I said, "You have to trust me. If it doesn't work, I'm glad I could meet you."
Vic and Elisa smiled, and Maggie folded the corners of her lips. She was not yet completely back to her normal self but was slowly coming to her senses. The missiles were seconds away from being launched. The cracks had increased. There was no one on the street except for us. I had noticed that some people watched in the building windows behind us and recorded what they could.
"Vic, use your bow as a shield. It still creates a half-violet transparent barrier, right?"
"Yes, but it won't be strong enough to stop the missiles... Unless..." she said and looked at Elisa, "that's it! I see what you mean. It'll work."
"What are you talking about?" Elisa asked.
"As soon as my barrier comes up, you'll have to create a thick ice barrier behind it. Something that will cause the missiles to lose some of their power if they can't get through the barrier. Maybe then we can stop them. It's our only chance." Vic told her and looked at me, "You keep thinking outside the box." She told me.
"Come on, quick, we don't have much time." I told them, the missiles making a sound similar to an engine being launched.
Victoria put her bow on the floor and pressed a button on the dark yellow part that held the ropes together and a barrier appeared before us. It was pink at the beginning and as it expanded to both sides, the tips curved inward, the color darkened. Elisa touched it and beams of different kinds of purple traveled across the entire barrier. It was like pressing a finger against a computer screen and seeing the imprint take shape in other colors around it. Elisa put her palm near the barrier and closed her eyes. I assumed that doing something like that required excessive energy from her and that it wasn't something she was used to using even though I had no doubt that she could do it. Ice began to emerge from her fingers, clinging and sticking to the barrier, melting and spreading throughout the barrier until a pale stained white curtain obscured the violet.
"Now we wait." I told them.
The missiles were launched, such a catapult aimed at the wall that defended the city and crashed against it. The color changed from light purple to a faint violet, color rays traversing the entire barrier, before minor fissures began to arise in it.
The missiles didn't stop. All the flames in the tail had diminished but the barrier was starting to crack.
"Hold on!" I said to her, "you can do it."
Elisa raised her hand again and did what she could to freeze the barrier, to keep it stable for as long as possible. She ended up falling on one knee, her hand trembling, her screams flooding the whole street with chills as the hail that was now coming out of her hands, slithered across the wall and tried to mend the holes.
It was a constant struggle trying to repair some cracks while others opened besides, and Elisa was almost exhausted. The glove itself was failing and the ice was taking over. A trail of skin-colored ice began to climb up her arm and the more she used it, the thicker the layer became. Vic knelt down and put her hands on opposite sides of the bow, making sure that it did not leave its spot. Maggie watched as everything unfold, her eyes still lifeless, not seeming to fear the death that was one step away from us.
I approached Elisa and held her hand, the one that was still warm, caressing her and repeating that it would only take a few more seconds and everything would be fine.
"If something happens to me, I hope you know that you alone have helped me rediscover my love for doing good," she said, "I've never come this far. I know the glove can explode or consume my body but, well, one day it would have to be." She said and sketched a last smile before, between a scream, throwing ice rocks at the wall, gluing them together until there was a second-thick ice layer capable of stopping the missiles.
The minutes dragged on and the missile flames began to disperse. They were about to stop, the front-end losing strength and impact, until, after a few seconds of Elisa shaking my hand, both missiles fell to the ground.
"We did it!" I said, and felt her fingers drifting away from mine. She fell to the ground; the strands of reddish hair scattered across the tarmac and didn't move anymore. Vic was sitting on the floor, with her bow lying down in front of her, her Adam's apple bulging as she breathed deeply, trying not to lose control of her breathing. Only Maggie was standing, looking at their bodies, and finally at me. She uttered a voiceless "I'm sorry" and then ran to the jeep and didn't leave there. I knew she probably felt guilty, that it was the time when she needed to expel all the anger she felt outside, but it wasn't the right time. I sat down next to Elisa and listened to her heart beating as low as a clockbeat and her tenuous breath. The flames on both sides of the sidewalk were still rebelling and rising up to our height before they calmed down with every wind blast. There was no sign of the police. There were only a few people at the building’s door behind us, many of them having come down the stairs as soon as the fight was over to see up close what was going to happen.
I slapped Elisa's face lightly, but it didn't even awaken her. I tried to remove the glove from her hand, but it was stuck, the wrist area filled with ice pebbles with blue scrapings serving as a blockage. Oh, shit. No. I knew I shouldn't have convinced her to do it, but, at the same time, it was our only chance. We'd have to deal with the consequences once she woke up.
"Can you get up?" I asked Vic, who was now lying on the floor, her arms stretched out above her head, her sweat acting as a natural highlighter, "I need help to get her into the jeep. Then I'll call the pickup. The fire department should be here soon. I'm sure someone's already called them."
"Yeah, just give me a few seconds." Victoria said to me, "I think this is the first time I've been forced to use the full potential of the bow. I don't think my parents would want to offer me another one, not after what happened," she added as she got up. Then she stretched out and cracked her fingers.
"They still haven't forgiven you for really choosing to be a Hunter, have they?"
"Not really. They let me go to the academy and even gave me the bow, always with the thought that it was just another one of my phases. Surprise for them, it was my dream since I was little, since I saw the old Hunters on TV. But you know this, let's get down to business," she said and stood up, "you've got a good group here."
I grabbed Elisa's legs and she carried her arms and together we took her to the jeep. Maggie was leaning against the opposite window, the glove on top of the dress and her hand reddish and bubbly. She had blisters all over her hand, white, pus-filled and nearly bursting.
We put Elisa in the seat next to her and buckled her up. Vic took her place in her front seat while I leaned on the door next to me to call the pickup. I was still in the middle of the call when two men started walking towards me.
"You are fucking Hunters. Get the hell out of here. Look what you've done to our city," they said, screaming, being applauded by the people on the windows and at the building's door.
"Boys, we just beat the beast. We saved you."
"This is all your fault. What about the buildings that were destroyed? Are you the ones who are going to pay?" One of them repeated. He had a wart on his left cheek and small eyes for someone with such a snarly eyebrow.
"We better get the hell out of here. Forget the experience points. It’s not worth it" Vic said, "I don't think they want to talk."
"I hate this but you're right." I said, as I opened the jeep door. I gave the address to the pickup and got us out of there.
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