"How long is this going to take? Are you sure he is inside this house?" John asked his brother Booth.
"Yeah I saw him with my own eyes!" Booth replied meekly in terror of his brother. But inwardly Booth knew it was necessary.
Afterall Siegfried had stated that although that no Alliances or Mercy was to be allowed, it didn't mention forced partnership as one wasn't treated equally as the other and nor was there any mercy shown, just delaying the inevitable.
Through this they hoped to be able to work together and not be terminated by Siegfried.
And it seemed to be working.
In Fact it worked so well that John had already amassed a group of ten.
John suddenly froze.
"What happe-" Booth was about to ask when he felt a sharp pain in his chest.
Looking down, he saw a lance embedded into his body.
Before he could even scream, he was minced to bits by John as the latter quickly sprinted away from the house.
"Everyone! R-" John shouted to inform but stopped when among his followers, he saw a lone figure wielding a lance.
There was only a moment of pause following which Wilhelm struck.
"Burst forth! Niflheim!" Pressing his left hand on the ground,Wilhelm chanted.
His hand immediately turned pale as it began to deform.
The others seeing this display were immediately frightened and sought to escape.
BAM!
Yet as soon as they tried to scramble out, they fell to the floor.
"My hand!"
"Ahh! It's so cold!"
"What is this!" John was dumbfounded as he found the ground to be covered with a layer of frost.
"Wind Blade!" He chanted as the frost surrounding him was immediately obliterated.
Seeing this the others also caught on and began to use their spells to escape.
"I won't let you!" Wilhelm sprung into action, his right hand gripping his lance.
He had to do this quickly. The battle would draw in others who during the battle would only observe but after it ended and Wilhelm was tired, they would strike.
SWOOSH!
Using Niflheim's frost, he immediately conjured several weak icicles that threw themselves towards the enemy.
"Burst!" He commanded as the icicles burst the moment they reached their target, blinding them for a few moments.
Wilhelm quickly began to kill.
Cries of pain rang out as Wilhelm's lance impaled one enemy after another.
Some tried to resist but they fell.
Indeed as death was arriving before them, all rational thoughts were forgoed.
Alliances were forged.
Mercy was granted.
And Siegfried acted upon its directives.
BOOM!
The heads of all who committed such acts of blasphemy towards the system split apart.
This only made Wilhelm's job more difficult.
Those that fell due to their own idiocy into Siegfried's hands weren't counted.
"You monster!" John's roar penetrated the air, his eyes were red with fury as he breathed deeply like a beast.
He waved his hand towards Wilhelm.
WHOOSH!
Curved wind shot at high speeds towards Wilhelm.
Wind Blade!
It didn't care whether there was friend or foe, it only cut.
Wilhelm seeing this frowned and slid to the side.
"No you won't!" John muttered as the blades changed trajectory and flew after Wilhelm.
Wind Control!
Wilhelm in response used Niflheim's frost to conjure snow balls which he threw at the blades.
Upon contact the blades cut through them and thus Wilhelm fired even more balls but this time they were made of frost.
"What the hell do you think that's going to do!" John taunted Wilhelm.
Yet inwardly he was wondering what Wilhelm was doing.
As he was about to throw even more wind blades towards Wilhelm, he felt heat welling up within him.
The frost covered floor began to melt.
"The hell is this!" John was shocked.
Even Wilhelm paused and looked behind John.
Seeing what was there, he smirked.
"Looks like someone trained a lot." He remarked.
In fear John immediately turned back to be met with a person.
Their black hair was tied in a ponytail as they held a flaming spear with her left hand.
Her body was covered in scars—healed scars.
She looked at Wilhelm with a calm gaze.
"Found you." Rachel muttered as John threw Wind Blades towards her.
Seeing this Rachel simply spun her spear in the direction of the blades and dashed towards John.
"Shit!" John immediately threw more projectiles as Rachel easily dodged all of them.
But just as she closed in, she took a step back.
WHOOSH!
A frost lance flew past her with it in the end becoming embedded in the quickly melting ice.
Wilhelm without saying anything appeared beside her and using his numb and damaged left arm as a trigger allowed Niflheim's frost to enter it.
Rachel quickly caught on as to what he was doing and stabbed her flame spear towards Wilhelm.
But right then Wilhelm's left hand grabbed it and using the coolness in his hand, froze the spear allowing him to pull it towards him.
Frost covered the knuckles of his right hand, protecting it from burns as it shot towards Rachel's abdomen.
BAM!
Rachel took a few steps back as at that moment John's wind blades shot towards her.
Frowning Rachel dodged them and threw her flame spear towards John.
WHOOSH!
The spear flew and hit John in the head.
"Do not interrupt." Rachel muttered as the spear burst apart at John's head.
"Ahhhh! IT BURNS!" John howled in agony.
"Looks like someone got ruthless enough." Wilhelm commented as he conjured small frost lances of which held one of them with his right hand.
Rachel didn't respond and instead conjured a flame spear which upon being created instantly shrank down to one-third of it's height and changed to become a dagger.
Wilhelm raised an eyebrow upon witnessing this.
"A new spell?" He asked upon which Rachel nodded.
"Alright then."
He closed his eyes for a moment and opened them again.
"I'll show you my third spell as well." Wilhelm grinned as the ground began to quake.