The eyes of Elesia open, and she sees the back of Nicholas while he's standing as he's facing two giant wooden golems clad in iron armor, and Fig floating between them.
"Are you the last savior? If you are the one, please, protect this world."
Those last words float in the air as her eyes close once again, her hands lose their grip as her spear and scythe evaporate in green energy particles.
Nicholas says, "You better stop all those attacks!"
A laugh comes from deep within Fig's throat, and he ends his laughs with a smile. "No one has told me to do such a thing. Aren't you the most fascinating one of your kind?"
Serious but calm, Nicholas shakes his head. "All people from my race are fascinating beings."
"Sadly, your kind will fall." Fig's emerald eyes radiated green light.
"As long as I am standing, you will not be able to make us fall," Nicholas charged up.
Every mass of muscles in his body increases, and his brown eyes turn light blue as he pulls out a dark hilt from the pocket of his pants.
He breathes air onto it, creating a long blade before twirling it, and he aims it at Fig.
"Mark this moment! This is where you will fall!" Nicholas crouched, channeling his energy into his feet.
The single large eyes of the golems are now shining as they are forming a large energy sphere.
The spheres release beams but Nicholas was faster, he ran away from them with his movement enhanced by the wind.
He jumps toward the golem on the left, and his landing on the golem's right gigantic arm causes a small crater to occur beneath his feet.
Wooden warriors carrying iron swords arise from the gigantic iron forearm of the golem, and they rush towards Nicholas with their swords ready to strike.
With every swing of his sword, those who come in his way are cut in half. Nicholas stares at them with no mercy as the remaining warriors jump while swinging their swords at him.
Nicholas inhales deeply, his chest expanding before he releases a large breath of spiraling wind. The attack carries the warriors away as they scatter in different directions.
Nicholas jumps, and the wind from his jump increases the level of his ascent. Once his ascension surpasses the height of the golems, he inhales deeply as his chest expands, and from his breath, he releases a massive compressed wind.
The massive compressed wind looks like a bullet, and it strikes the left golem. Cracks spread throughout the hole on the golem's chest as the light of its eyes disappears, and the golem collapses into pieces.
In the blink of an eye, Fig appears beside Nicholas. Fig swings his foot imbued with emerald energy, the kick launches Nicholas towards the right giant golem.
The golem raises his gigantic hand and swings it towards Nicholas but the hand suddenly collapses into pieces.
Cracks manifest on the body of the remaining giant golem due to how fast Nicholas is flying.
The golem turns his eyes around, looking for Nicholas but when the giant looks down, he receives a knee thrust imbued with wind pressure straight on his face.
The golem stumbles backward as every part of its body breaks apart. Fig blinks momentarily, and he feels a strong pressure right in front of him.
"This feeling it's like pulling me."
"Damn right. Open your eyes."
Once his emerald eyes open, he faces Nicholas, floating right in front of him.
"Why aren't you hitting me?" Fig asked.
"I'll give you a chance. Turn around and go back to your world or face your end."
Fig couldn't help but smile at the words that he spoke of. Green energy suddenly wraps around the wooden muscular body of Fig, and his emerald eyes are now shining as green patterns resembling branches are glowing on his body
"I am not like you, I don't have the thinking to just walk away."
Nicholas remains unwavering as his light blue eyes shimmer. "Then, that gives me the final push."
Green energy orbs manifest on Fig's wooden palm but before he can fire it, Nicholas already thrusts his fist so fast that it sends Fig crashing against the ground.
With wide eyes, he stands up and roars. "HOW CAN YOU THROW A PUNCH LIKE THAT TO A SUPREME BEING?!"
Nicholas lands right in front of Fig's face with his foot settling on Fig's face.
Nicholas thrusts his sword right at Fig's wooden forehead. "Supreme? You're no supreme."
His green eyes narrowed. Nicholas was able to jump away before he was hit by an energy beam from Fig's mouth.
Nicholas twirls his sword, ending it by aiming the sword at Fig.
"Come closer, supreme idiot!" Nicholas generated a barrier made of wind, blocking the incoming iron arrows.
The ground started to shake, and trees sprouted everywhere. From one of them, Fig comes out with his right hand molded into an iron blade.
The movement of the blade generates air, and it hits the back of Nicholas' head. Nicholas steps forward as he turns around to face Fig.
Air spirals around Nicholas' right fist until it rotates so fast at such speed.
Nicholas punches Fig but Fig blocks the attack with his iron blade.
Crack
The iron blade disintegrated into pieces. Everything goes slow in Fig's sight, and he sees a dark silhouette of a man with green glowing menacing eyes in Nicholas.
"He's not some being that can entertain me! He's a threat!"
"I must distract him!" Fig clapped his hands.
The ground beneath Nicholas breaks apart, and an open mouth of a gigantic wooden dragon is waiting for his fall.
Nicholas raises his hand, and a gigantic blue eagle closes its beak around his hand as it drags Nicholas away from the dragon.
Nicholas pulls himself on top of the back of the eagle.
"I'll put an end to him," Nicholas said, standing with his eyes etched with determination.
"Be careful, majesty. He's not a simple joke. You're lucky because he wasn't able to use his original body, only a vessel."
"Just watch as I beat him."
Nicholas jumps right into Fig. The emerald energy around Fig's body glows even brighter.
Fig flies straight at Nicholas. "YOU BRAT!"
A huge shockwave emerges from the collision of their fist in mid-air. Spiraling wind wraps the other hand of Nicholas, and he sends a punch straight at Fig's face.
A long thick wooden branch extends from his chest, striking Nicholas away.
He climbs on top of the branch, and crouches before he jumps which lets out a huge gust of wind that propels him toward Fig.
Before he could send another punch, Fig was able to block Nicholas' fist with his wooden hands coated in iron and emerald energy.
"Hundred wooden batons strike!" Fig yelled, releasing long, extending batons from his body.
A huge wind blast wrecks the batons. Fig stares into the light blue eyes of Nicholas which show the wrath building deep inside him.
Nicholas flies straight at him but hundreds of trees extend right in front of his eyes, forming into a wall. On his hand, wind twirls around it as it forms into a massive sphere with such speed.
Nicholas slams the massive sphere against the wall. Fig's eyes grow wide as Nicholas flies inward the hole in the wall.
Boom!
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Fig yelled before breathing a massive wave of emerald energy beams.
Nicholas flies away from the beam, disappears in a gust, and appears beside Fig in an instant.
Using his sword, Nicholas swings his sword right at Fig's throat.
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A wave of giants made from ink is cut in half by the gigantic wooden warriors with their green eyes glimmering beneath their iron helms.
"Oh, I will never let all of you continue!"
Using his brush, Nash swiftly creates an illustration in the air. He wipes the sweat from his forehead as the five gigantic centaurs standing around him swing their massive sword.
With one aim of his large brush at the incoming waves of wooden giants and warriors, the centaurs release their breath of anger from their noses.
"Finish all of them, and leave no crumbs."
Meanwhile, the other waves of wooden beasts are engulfed in explosions from the fireballs raining down on them.
Ivan lands right in front of the wave of flames.
"I think they can't be killed. All of them regenerate in a faster sequence. All of us will get exhausted in no time."
He feels a presence beside him, turning his eyes, his eyes meet the sight of Felicia cracking her knuckles.
"Don't lose hope. Don't you feel it?"
Ivan lowers his head a bit. "Idiot! I don't feel–!"
The next words coming from his mouth are cut when he feels a sensation that brings him to shake.
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A hand covered in iron holds the compressed wind blade before it hits his throat. Nicholas' eyes grow wide but he begins inhaling deeply as his chest inflates.
Wooden branches emerge from the ground beneath Nicholas' feet. Before they wrap around him, Nicholas claps his hand which releases a strong wind blast.
The blast throws Fig away as the branches around Nicholas shatter into pieces. He jumps backward but he falls on his knees before he can do it.
Nicholas, feeling his stamina decreasing, clicks his tongue. "My energy! It's depleting in no time."
Nicholas stabs his sword on the ground, and he stands up by putting his weight on the sword but he falls right back on his knees after the wind blade suddenly disappears.
A calm masculine voice speaks in his mind.
"Majesty! You're losing too much energy from using massive attacks!"
"I can't stop. I was supposed to cut his head but I failed."
"No, majesty! You are doing a great job of stopping him!"
He pushes himself back to his feet with all his might, shaking but not giving up, Nicholas channels all of his energy into using his powers once again.
His light blue eyes regain their light, and light blue streaks appear on his black hair.
A long compressed wind emerges from the dark hilt, forming into a blade.
Fig raises his hands in different directions, with a smirk, he yells, "You want to continue? No problem!"
The trees around him extend at him, dashing like snakes. With one swing of his sword, Nicholas was able to cut the branches into pieces.
A gust of wind carrying dust appears between them, and Nicholas disappears from Fig's sight.
Fig turns his eyes beside him, and he gets hit on the face by Nicholas's foot. He swings his sword quickly, severing the right wooden arm of Fig.
Fig channels his energy around his body, wrapping it with his emerald energy. Nicholas aims his hand at Fig's forehead, and wind immediately spirals around his palm; forming into a massive sphere.
"Before I launch you away," Nicholas changed the shape of the sphere into a drill as the drill is being enveloped in blue light, "let me change the shape of this thing that will obliterate you."
"Your attack will never finish me!" Fig narrowed his eyes as his brows furrowed.
With one push, Nicholas fires the wind drill at Fig. The drill carries Fig as it flies, destroying everything in its path before it bursts apart.
From above, Fig lands in front of Nicholas with both hands coated in sharp iron. He narrows his eyes at Nicholas while smoke is coming out of his back.
"You thought I'd die?" Fig swung his fingers at Nicholas.
Cracks manifest on the ground before wooden roots emerge from it, wrapping around Fig's iron fingers.
Nicholas' eyes widen, and everything around him becomes dark. A tall half-naked, half-muscular wooden man is standing with his back facing him.
"Who are you?" Nicholas asked.
"I've passed down my powers onto you, and I healed you. But it seems your power is not enough to put an end to his life."
He turns around and looks at Nicholas with sincerity in his eyes. "I am Acacia. I appear here before you to aid you."