Twisted-Wonderland: Our Precious Treasure (Part 2)

(129) TTotSS: Cold Opinion!

It was chaotic. Everything was red and black, lightning-sparked in every direction. Students were screaming in pain from attacking each other.

Among the battle, Grim could be seen flying, blowing a harsh fire from his mouth. Most students were able to avoid him, but some had their clothes on fire or some burnt marks. Both Jade and Floyd shot their water and lightning toward the hypnotized students, holding back as much as they could to avoid any permanent injuries.

Floyd was impatient. He charged toward another student near him, magical pen already sparking like a taser gun. The student got hit and crumpled to the ground. Another student dashed toward him, shooting his magic from his pen and sharp jagged ice sprouted up from the ground around Floyd who was unable to run away. He let out a scream, feeling the ice scratched his clothes and skin until it bled.

Jade turned to him when he screamed, eyes widened in shock from the fact his twin got hurt. Even between the pain, Floyd could see a student jumped toward Jade. "Jade, awas![1]"

Maybe it was anger, but Jade turned toward the jumping student, eyes flashing dangerously, and he held his pen with his two hands, summoning little magic circles in front of him. From the circles, Jade shot out big powerful bubbles at the students, shooting them like they were bullets. The students screamed from the rain of bullets on the chest and got thrown to the pillar, rendering him unconscious.

Jade, still breathing hard from anger, turned to Floyd, kicking the ices with his bare leg. "Are you alright?" Jade asked. Floyd grinned at him and nod. Anger seemed to reduce from him because he could smile. Reaching for Floyd's hand, both twins once again sprung into battle.

Meanwhile, a hypnotized Jonah dashed toward Azul who could only defend himself, cutlass and cane clashed with one another. Azul himself was surprised that no one tried to interfere with them. Whether this was Jamil's plan or not, Azul was slightly grateful for the lack of distraction. Jonah swung his sword every which way in a smooth choreographed motion that was so unlikely from him, and with each motion, Azul jumped backward, dodging each of his attacks. A particular attack had scraped the surface on the tip of his nose.

Jonah charged toward him and Azul couldn't take it anymore. He slammed his cane to the ground, summoning a giant bubble surrounding him. It jiggled when Jonah's sword hit it and the captain was thrown back with a surprised scream, his head his the wall, knocking him unconscious.

Kalim stood in the middle of this, never felt so useless. Both of his hands on his staff, trembling in fear of the chaos. Everyone was busy protecting him. And yet, he didn't do anything. Was Jamil right? Was he really a nuisance like he had said?

"Jamil..." A sob escaped the prefect's lips. "Please... Stop this..."

The person in question was nearly unrecognizable for Kalim. If he could joke around, Jamil looked like an old man. Ink decorated his face on his forehead, under his eyes, and a mock goatee. His left eye burning with orange flame. Chunks of his hair turned into hissing snakes with glowing red eyes. He wore a black headdress with a yellow pattern, a red gem in the center, a red feather sticking out above it, and long red tattered cloth hung like a drape. He wore a red and black garment with loose cloths as sleeves, showing his shoulder and upper arms, ink tainted his arm and down his hands like gloves, along with the curves on his shoulders. The end of his garment was tattered, showing his black ink shoes with a curl at the tips and red gems along his legs. Gold jewelry decorated him, around his wrist, his elbows that connected to his torso and chest, and his hips and around his thighs.

On the ground, Jonah blinked as he woke up, eye returned to its usual black color, quite surprised himself of how fast he could do that. A foot set itself in front of his face. Jamil was laughing, eyes filled with insanity, watching the Octavinelle Trio, Grim, and Kalim like a cat playing with its mice.