The Extra Wants Control

Neveah's voice came from above, echoing down upon his opponents. "Well then," he declared with a loud clap, "shall we dance?"

Confusion rippled through the opponents as the voice seemed to emanate from the sky itself yet they were still looking at Neveah's form who never left that place. They looked up, searching for the source, only to find him standing on air looking down on them from the sky with those grey eyes glowing bright.

Two menacing weapons materialized in his hands –two axes made out of ice and darkness with obsidian blades and short handles not his usual signature ice spear.

But he wasn't done yet, then he solidified the air around them, creating a transparent barrier of ice. That's not all;the walls of it were covered with a heavy, crushing gravity, that made people not get close. They were trapped in an ice box, and what's even more terrifying they were trapped with Neveah, though they didn't know that...

"Hmmm," he said, his hand still holding the ax to his chin making a thoughtful pose"Let's see, 129 of you… all ranking around 7-stars with varying tiers… not that bad I guess..." His voice trailed off as he analyzed the attackers, his gaze looking at everyone.

And the attackers themselves well...Their confusion grew. The voice they heard belonged to this black masked man who was now at the air, yet his form never left the ground, they were looking at him all throughout so when did he? Then the firm in the ground collapsed in parts like snow... It was an ice sculpture they were looking at but how? Since when?

A vampire, fueled by rage at Neveah's words lunged at Neveah, his arm coated in aura.

"You arrogant bastard!" he roared. " I'll knock you down a peg or two!"

Neveah reacted with ease meeting the vampire's charge head-on, not even bothering to dodged which enraged the poor man even more. He swung one of his obsidian axes, not at the blades, but at the base of the axe handle, the ax's knob. The impact was horrifyingly loud, a crunch that was heard by everyone.

The vampire's skull caved in with then a soft wet sound was heard as the ax's knob hit the brain as blood splattered on Neveah's hand. The vampire's body fell lifelessly to the ground with a thud.

Neveah tilted his head in confusion. "What? He died? That easy" he asked, his voice reaching the other vampire who most shivered in fear while the rest in anger. "I thought vampires could only die once the heart and brain are destroyed?"

Sharon's voice, devoid of emotion, responded. "Most of these are plebians maybe there are a couple of commoners. The same rules don't apply them, they are not Noble Vampires. Oh, and don't just go killing everyone, young master. You have to think about the future. These seven-stars are impressive and can be very useful."

Neveah let out a sigh. "Then, this will be boring," he said, "it's not even a fight… I was hoping for more..."

Neveah surveyed the crowd trapped within his ice box, "And go easy?...Didn't people get boosts of power? Huh?" he asked, gesturing with his obsidian axe at the vampires below. "The average strength base of races had increased absurdly. Talent caps look like paper now considering how everyone got through them. Look at these... plebeians I'm fighting, and they're all seven-stars!

Makes me wonder how the rest of the world has changed while I've been stuck there. Ahh I'm very curious it hurts.."

Sharon's voice, devoid of emotion was heard in his head. "Yes, but even seven-stars can be good foot soldiers for an army."

"Foot soldiers? These people? Ahh how the world has changed, previously 7 stars were respected enough right now they are cannon fodder? Damn!" he said, jumping down from the sky and landing with a lous crash. The impact sent cracks spiderwebbing across the ground, which immediately turned a menacing red as scorching heat emanated from the fault lines, the ground became softer.

The remnants of the collapsed buildings, mostly the wood, on thenow collapsed street ignited, adding to the oppressive heat building within the ice box barrier.

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The vampires writhed in discomfort. Vampires don't do well in heat

"By the way, how strong are you?" Neveah asked Sharon.

"You'll find out soon enough, young master," Sharon replied shortly.

Neveah offered a small smiled. "Is that so?" he said.

Then his peaceful smile was interrupted by a shouting vampire"Get that bastard! Attack him together, or we all die here!"

A panicked murmur rippled through the crowd. Another vampire, his voice full with regret, spoke up, "Shit… I should have run away when I heard the chance… But I just had to get the tokens he had on him. Fuck! Fuck."

Then everyone made up their minds. To attack. Together. Out of desperation a semblance of coordination as the vampires launched their assault. Mages stayed back, unleashing a barrage of ranged attacks – fiery arrows streaked through the air, wind blades sliced through the heat, water bullets, bolders and fiery small meteorites shot towards Neveah.

Neveah remained in plac, not even moving. The attacks, shooting at him furiously fast and maliciously. The mages also attempted binding spells, anything to slow down Neveah an keep him in place. But... Before any attack could reach him, they were crushed and extinguished by an invisible force.

" Fuck... He can use gravity." Shouted a mage.

" No shit genius... Just fire at the bastard...he can't keep this up for long. Some attacks will get him." Shouted another mage.

" Fuck... Okay." Shouted many mages.

All attacks, the long ranged ones were crushed before reaching Neveah and the mages kept trying and trying wasting their mana but no luck. No attack passed.

It was upto them now, the close combat fighters, they surged forward. But their valiant charges were met with an invisible wall, they could only get as far as Neveah wanted them to be.