Siva (Volume 5) The Eyes of Origins

Chapter 78: Discovered

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Chapter 78: Discovered
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Siva wasn't stupid.

Now that he knew and accepted his own weaknesses and that those weaknesses, which also served as his strong points, has been stolen and was used against him, he had no other choice but to endure and think of ways on how to turn the tables around.

He had to admit that of all the Users he'd fought so far, Hagrid and Kladis, and perhaps all members of the Blue Card Legion, including the "Little Witch" Coralline, Archmage Heller, and then The Predator from Dragona who gave him a frightening feeling close to that of a real-life murderer —all these people are ways and levels and seas and skies better in fighting inside Terroa than the current him.

They have tricks and tactics, and their own personal strengths that he has yet to know or see, against him that could immediately turn his advantage into a disadvantage.

For the umpteenth time ever, Siva once again felt weak and helpless.

It was infuriating.

This feeling of being pathetic and powerless to resist and turn things around to his favor whenever he needed it, was like a hammer with sticking nails hitting his chest and making him bleed from within.

What if he falls here?

What if they hurt Baron?

What if they broke Amanda?

What if everything he's endured and worked for all this time, on the spur of a critical moment, turns to cinders and burn to the ground?

What if... Baron dies in Terroa?

He felt his body shiver to the tooth. It was too painful of an idea.

As infuriating as it may seem, no matter how much he screamed and roar and cry out of anger, nothing will ever turn to his favor if he wasn't strong enough.

"I... have to get stronger..." Siva cursed to himself.

Looking at Kladis right now, as they were tangled at each other's throats, just moments after he saw with his own eyes how his proud [Death Scythe] disintegrated into countless black motes, he couldn't help but to get a little panic rise up in his chest.

His cover had been blown and he lay there wide-eyed, prone and bare, mind reeling, thinking of ways on how to turn this situation around.

"What should I do?" he thought bitterly. "Should I go all-out right now and try to kill him or still wait a bit more?"

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"So that's why you're weak! You're really not an Immortal! I knew it. I knew it! I KNEW IT!!! You're not Donar. You're Dilim from The Company!"

Kladis kicked Siva in the chest and they parted, the latter gritting his teeth in pain.

Siva wanted to say something but he stopped himself.

Did he really not doubt Donar in the slightest?

He swayed his left arm as he staggered to gain balance as soon as their deadlock collapsed.

"Haah... Haah... Gugh!!" Siva was trying to conceal his short breaths as he panted from the throbbing agony.

This pain was too real.