Chapter 65.4- Doom Days

It shattered the hand just as it was about to hit me. Small bits of stone peppered my form, but a hand in front of my face meant my robes took the brunt of the impact. I moved again, still running down the hand— towards the head this time. It tried to swing the hand from side to side to dislodge me. I followed the motion, jumping off the hand and floating in front of the head for a second. There was no time to use a rune-enhanced blaster which I was fairly certain would end the fight so I improvised, instead sending a conjured blast of the most corrosive acid I knew the formulation of straight into her eyes.

The golem stepped backwards, hands reaching for her face. Well, more like hand in this case as the other one was more like a stump than anything else. I slowed down my momentum before I could hit the ground, gliding through the air before I nailed the golem’s left foot with a sticking charm. I hit the ground, knees bent, and prepared for more , only to find the golem had gone near deathly still. I looked at it to find its face, the woman’s face that could have vaguely passed for beautiful was now wildly different. The acid had melted half its face off.

It moved then. The golem tore the platform up with it as it moved its feet, and slammed itself forward, hand rising and falling with a desire to flatten me against the ground. I sighed. I’d seen that one before. And every trick lost its lustre after the first time. She passed through my illusory copy as my real self speared to the right.

The rune I’d been drawing from the moment I had landed on the ground had completed itself now. The symbolism was perfect. An amplifiication rune that would amplify the effects of any intent based magic cast through it. And I had the perfect one.

“Confringo” I audibly screamed the spell to give it that extra bit of oomph. I didn’t aim for the head. The target was too small and distant for that. That was what midsections were for. Massive and near impossible to miss.

My regular sized confringo expanded as it passed through the rune until it was about the size of a canon ball. It rocketed through the central mass of the golem before exploding. This time, I didn’t even have the strength to raise my hand to block the pieces of stone from hitting me. Note to self, don’t use that one except as a killing shot. I could barely put up any struggle as my body blew backwards until I landed right at the end of the platform.

“Winner: Potter” The referee’s voice finally rang out. Fucking Julian Russo and his silly games. I’d enjoy fucking him over. Just after I got some…rest.