Strongest Mystic

Izora already knew Ethan's mobile password, so she opened his phone and dialed the number '1980' again. A serious woman's voice answered, saying, "We are almost there."

As Izora watched, a large black van pulled up some distance away from Ethan, with two unconscious goons lying beside him. "Miss," she said into the phone, "the Dark Moon people are already here."

There was a pause, and then the woman on the phone said, "The person with you is a mystic. He should be able to handle them for a while."

Izora felt frustrated, but she said okay and hung up. Just then, the door of the black van opened and armed men emerged. The most imposing of them was a shirtless, muscular man holding a large hammer.

He stepped forward and pointed the hammer at Ethan, saying, "I am Fuse. Kid, you've caused us a lot of trouble today. Tell me your name."

Ethan raised his chin and replied, "I'm your dad."

To Izora's surprise, Fuse laughed heartily and then vanished from sight. She soon realized that he had leaped high into the air and was now hurtling toward Ethan, ready to strike him with the hammer. Izora couldn't help but cry out in horror, "Ethan!"

To her relief and amazement, Ethan blocked Fuse's strike with both hands, his legs bent and the concrete beneath him cracking from the impact. The shockwaves threw the unconscious goons away, one of whom landed near Izora.

Fuse raised his eyebrows and said, "You handled that? Great job, Ethan!"

But as the other goons started approaching her and Sam, Izora's mind froze. She had only been following Ethan's lead until now; what should she do?

Then, out of the corner of her eye, Izora saw a dagger sticking out of the stomach of the goon next to her. Without thinking, she used her tail to yank out the blade and hurled it with all her strength, shouting "Ethan!"

Her actions surprised everyone, except for Ethan, who laughed out loud and exclaimed, "Izora, I fucking love you!"

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Then the same thing happened. In the blink of an eye, bodies lay strewn around Ethan, their throats slit open. The once-fierce burly man now lay lifeless with his hammer beside him.

Ethan turned to her and was about to say something when more vehicles pulled over. Even before he told her the next plan, much to Ethan's surprise, Izora rushed towards the white van with determination while shouting, "You get the bike and I'll get Sam."

Izora was risking her life just to meet her daughter, which meant that she valued her life again. Ethan felt great admiration for her.

Dark Moon members came out of the vans and seeing the situation, they started firing without hesitation, to meet the psychic shield. Ethan swiftly got the nearby bike up. He felt his heart race as he watched Izora open the door. Much to his relief, She dragged Sam out and threw him at the pavement.

He used the psychic shield again and started the bike, rushing towards the two. He stopped the bike and after buying and consuming a few calming pills, he used psychokinesis again to make them sit on the bike. With Sasha sitting in front of Sam.

He took out his belt and tied Sam to her. This way they won't be able to fire from behind. Noticing white foam flowing out of Sam's mouth falling on Izora. He softly said, "just hang on a little."

"Stop being like this and let's fucking go." Izora growled with wide eyes.

This made him chuckle. Looking at his laughing face, Izora was stunned and then a smile appeared on her face. Cracks started on the shield so Ethan used the ability again.

[Stress: 100/100]

They raced down the long street, Izora clinging to him tightly with her tails wrapped around Sam. He could hear the sound of engines roaring behind them, the Dark Moon members in hot pursuit.

With a curse, Ethan realized he had missed their only turn and the end of the street was quickly approaching. The wind hit his face with a searing pain and he used divine sense to scan for any potential threats.

Just as he feared, even more cars appeared in front of them, blocking their escape. Without hesitation, Ethan twisted the throttle completely, the bike reaching an incredible speed of over one hundred forty kilometers per hour.

The bastards started firing, but Ethan activated his psychic shield once again, feeling blood flow down his orifices from the strain.

As they approached the blockade, Ethan used his psychokinetic abilities to bring a nearby metal slate to make a ramp.

The two-wheeler soared high over the heads of the stunned Dark Moon members, leaving them gaping in disbelief.

As the bike flew through the air, Ethan's heart pounded in his chest. He didn't have time to think about what to do next before Izora's voice cut through the rushing wind. "Ethan, you confessed to me before."

His mind raced as he struggled to keep the bike steady, knowing they were in grave danger.

Before he could respond, Izora said. "I have a daughter and we really are going to die now. So sorry, I can't!"

His mind raced as he struggled to keep the bike steady, knowing they were in grave danger.

Before he could respond, Izora said. "I have a daughter and we really are going to die now. So sorry, I can't!"

Ethan laughed hearing her words. He then focused on the task at hand, using psychokinesis to dodge an incoming truck that threatened to end their lives.

Even though his body felt sharp pain, with his heart racing and adrenaline pumping through his veins, Ethan expertly changed the bike's direction and landed it safely on the ground. They sped away, leaving their pursuers in the dust.

[Stress: 500/100]

After finally coming to a stop, Ethan staggered off the bike and promptly vomited a copious amount of blood and other vile substances.

Izora stood nearby, unsure of how to help, but offered some small comfort by gently patting his back. She had already thrown Sam nearby on the grass.

Gasping for air, Ethan used all the leftover points to buy mind calming pills and various recovery pills, hoping they would help him regain his strength.

[Stress: 200/100]

After taking some time to recover, Ethan turned to Izora with a smile that lit up his face. "So, how will you answer?" he asked, eagerly anticipating her response.

Without a moment's hesitation, Izora threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around him tightly, and burying her head in his chest. Despite the blood and mess, nothing else mattered in that moment.

"I love you, you idiot," she declared, holding him even tighter.

[Remnant Will's hidden quest completed.]

[Special points: +1000]

Ethan ignored the notifications popping up in front of him. He wrapped his arms around her and whispered softly in her ear, "I think I like you too."

The shock on Izora's face quickly melted away as she pulled his head down and kissed him deeply.

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Status:

[Name: Ethan Chase] | [Title: Heir ] | [Level: 25]

[Current State: Critical]

『Health: (50/100) [x 3]』

『Arcane Points: (100/100) [x 3]』

『Stress: (200/100)』

『Charm: (100/100)』

『Special Points: 1000』

『Fragments of Obsidian used: (210/??)』

[Stats:]

『Strength: 19 (+17.5) [x 3]』|『Agility: 9 (x 3) [x 10]』|『S. Stamina: 20 (+20)』

『Health RR: 4 [x 3]』|『 Arcane RR: 70 (x5) [x 3]』|『IQ: 125 』