118: Cumming to Support
Steve’s eight spears rushed through the air at incredible speed. Neither Olivia nor Steve’s own man anticipated that Steve would fire his spears at them both while they were in melee, fighting to the death. Steve’s man’s surprise was bigger as he got impaled from behind through his chest, stomach, and shoulder. His eyes were wide from sudden shock as he lost control of his body mid-air and blood spewed out of his mouth and wounds.
Olivia’s surprise was similar, though less fatal. As she was facing the direction from where the spears flew, she noticed the approaching death soon enough to partially avoid it. She only got nicked in her left upper arm and thigh.
“Guh!” Olivia tumbled sideways as fine sprays of blood trailed after her from her wounds.
“There really are no depths to which Purple Capes won’t sink,” Olivia said with disgust. “Even killing your own teammate!!”
Steve did not bother to give Olivia a response. That would mean giving his wounded opponent time to recover. Steve simply smiled while preparing his next attack, not even so much as blinking at the fact that his former ally fell to the ground, bleeding out.
Steve moved his hand back in a motion as if he pulled something back. And at that time the three spears that were lodged deep in his comrade withdrew violently out of the body, further ripping apart his flesh and causing even greater massive bleeding. Along with those three spears, the five spears that flew past their targets also returned back. Steve stopped them mid-flight and with his hands commanded the spears to fly at Olivia.
The ninja girl dodged the next batch of attacks as best she could, jumping from one corpse to the next, but her thigh wound slowed her down each time she put pressure on her left leg. Olivia fell on one knee and used her last kunai to hit a few spears mid-air and knock them off their course.
“You’re done for!” Steve cheered with a grin that a psycho serial killer would be proud of. He rushed forward, commanding two spears to return to him. He grabbed a spear into each hand and lunged at Olivia, supported by more spears that flew behind him.
Steve impaled Olivia with both spears through her chest, pinning her to the ground. Once again, Olivia’s body disappeared in a puff of smoke, revealing the hole-ridden corpse of the most recently deceased Purple Cape who fell victim to Steve’s own attacks.
But this did not dampen Steve’s spirits in the slightest. He let go of the two spears that impaled his companion, turned his head, and commanded his six spears at one of the bodies further away on the ground. One of the bodies suddenly jumped from the ground, revealed to be Olivia. But she moved too late and one of the spears cut through the side of her stomach.
“Aargh!” the ninja girl screamed in pain and fell on one knee on the ground, pressing her hand against her fresh wound. She was sweating and breathing heavily.
“Bwahaha! Tired already!?” Steve laughed, pulled the two spears out of the impaled corpse, and ran at Olivia. “You should have hidden better if you wanted to rest!”
The ninja girl threw several kunai at Steve in an effort to slow him down. But the weapons that she collected with such effort while narrowly avoiding Steve’s attacks, were avoided all too easily when Steve jumped sideways and springboarded off a tree to change his direction. This put him on a direct course toward the wounded ninja girl that was quickly running out of options.
“Unpleasant Restraints!” a female voice chanted the name of a spell. Six straight, thick yellow lines materialized a couple of feet from Steve (who was still mid-air), surrounding him, pointed at him like arrows. The magical yellow lines flew at Steve a second after appearing, aimed at his waist, but Steve spun his spears around him to knock the magic away, shattering the lines into hundred little pieces that dissipated and ceased to exist.
But the lines stalled Steve’s attack enough for Olivia to move out of the way and Steve was left with no better action than to land on the ground and prepare to face the unknown assailant.
With his feet back on the ground, Steve took a combat stance that allowed him to observe all his enemies. Closest to him—only about twenty feet away—stood Olivia. Forty feet away, at a different angle, partially obscured by the trees, stood Tabitha and Beatrice. Steve’s keen eyesight allowed him to see that for some reason Tabitha had stains of thick white liquid on her lips and chin, and the same liquid also flowed down her inner thigh.