City of Desire-Chapter 648: Over

Note: I made a mistake. The skill's name is Graceful Walk, not Madam's Grace. I will be fixing it in other chapters soon.

The ship is burning.

The enchantments on it flared to protect it, but the second layer of defense weakened as they started to abandon it.

If they had stayed, they could have defended against the fire with their skills, but they decided to abandon the ship to save themselves.

"You whore, you will pay for what you did!" said one pirate, suddenly appearing in front of me from the water and attacking.

I dodged his saber and appeared behind him before attacking.

Pachack!

My sword cut through his neck, making it fly in the sky while I moved forward.

Seeing the pirates abandoning their ship, the people from my ships jumped into the turbulent sea and started to fight pirates, while others sniped them from the boat with their spells and arrows.

I moved, and for the first time, the pirates seemed more focused on their survival than targeting me.

Still, some came at me, and I killed them.

The aura had increased my power, and there was also the suppression by it, which helped me kill anyone coming into my path quickly.

Soon, I reached the ship; there were only a few meters between it and me.

"Barb, watch out!"

I was preparing to jump into the ship when I heard the warning and turned. Only to see a huge Water Lance coming toward me.

Grade IV spell.

My expression changed drastically.

The shield spells appeared to protect me, but they were Grade III. The lance tore through them before appearing in front of me. Even though I moved to dodge, the moment I saw it.

If it hits me, there is a certain death.

I will not die; I have done impossible things to reach this far, and this spell will not stop me.

So, I pulled the aura from all my skills and pushed it into the Shield Brace and Shield Bash while moving my shield toward the huge Grade IV Water Lance with all my strength.

Bammm!

The water lance struck against my shield, and I felt a blow so powerful I had never felt before.

It immediately broke my bones and sent me back with blood coming out of my mouth, but despite that, there was relief on my face.

I survived.

I defended against the Grade IV spell and did it head-on.

I looked toward the pirate ship, expecting another spell, but it didn't come. Seeing that, I moved toward the ship.

If the spell comes, I will defend, but I will not wait for it. I have to save my girls.

I neared the ship, and a spell bridge appeared. I was planning on jumping, but the bridge is much safer. I will be able to protect myself better.

I was targeted the moment I took a step on it, but I defended with a shield and dodged some.

Each movement is painful, as their arrows are still lodged in my body, but I bore through it before finally reaching the deck, where the raging battle is being fought against the pirates.

"You whore!"

A pirate screamed and came at me with his saber raised.

Whoosh!

I didn't reply, nor did I stop. The only thing I did was send a small stream of fire into the pirate's face.

"Ahhhh!"

The pirate screamed as he started to burn in a blue fire.

I could have killed him with my sword, but fire created a greater effect.

Master Silver says showmanship is a big part of the battle. If your display of strength is grand enough, then the enemies would think ten times before coming at you.

I moved forward and could see that many pirates wanted to come at me. Instead, they took steps back.

Though the arrows and the spells still came, I didn't have to raise my shield. This time, defensive spells popped around me.

Soon, I reached the door, and the pirates fighting near it moved away.

I could kill them easily, but they are not a priority. My girls are.

So, I opened the door, which was splintered and barely hanging by its hinges, and moved inside. What I saw inside made my stomach churn.

There was destruction everywhere, but the sound of battle made me relieved.

It didn't take long before I reached it, and when I saw what was happening. My blood couldn't help but boil.

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I spotted a group of over ten pirates locked in combat—five guards holding the line, backed by a monster.

Fang.

He darted around the battlefield like a blur, slashing through pirates with his long, razor-sharp energy claws. His movements were a deadly dance, precise and relentless.

Bodies littered the ground, and it was clear—more than half had fallen to him alone.

I moved and saw the girls and staff; they were behind the guards.

I could see them scared, with their clothes bloodied. Seeing that rage boiled in my heart, and I never wanted to breathe out the fire more, but this is the last place I should do it.

I moved with rage powering my movement. I want to do nothing more than kill these filthy pirates.

"Barb!"

The pirates finally noticed, and so did the girls, who called me out.

"Good, all whores are together. It will make things a lot easier," said the short, bearded man with a grin, and he came toward me.

I didn't reply. I just moved ahead until I was face-to-face with the man.

"Die whore!" he shouted and swung his sword at me.

I took a step left before moving forward with my sword swinging forward.

Pachack!

My sword cut through his neck while I moved forward without stopping.

The pirates, who were laughing, immediately turned serious.

"Kill her!" shouted a red-haired woman pirate as she approached me with two other pirates.

It took me a second and a half to appear before them, and they attacked. They seemed accustomed to working together, as evidenced by how they attacked me from all three directions.

Seeing it, I pushed more aura into my Graceful Walk and Feather's Grace.

So much that my head started to hurt, but I didn't care. I just pushed and moved, avoiding the woman's saber, before avoiding the man on the left's cutlass, and launched my attack.

Pachack!

My sword went through the neck of the man on the left, and his head flew away before I moved right. I avoided the man on the right's attack and pushed my sword forward.

Puch!

It pierced through his head, killing him instantly, and turned to the woman who was looking at me with shock.

I appeared in front of her, and she brought her shield forward.

Pachack!

A moment later, her head flew away in the air, and I turned to the pirates watching me in shock.

So are the guards and the girls.

The only one who isn't is Fang. He was still attacking, and I saw him burying his claws in the man's head, killing him before moving toward another target.

The monster didn't care about anything other than finishing those who came to harm those he protected.

Like him, I didn't waste any time. I moved toward the pirates. As I was doing that, I heard a loud horn, which changed the expression of the pirates, but it did not change anything for me.

"It is over, the ho"

The tall pirate was trying to say something, but my sword decapitated him before he could finish.

There is no mercy, only death for these pirates.

I immediately turned to the other pirate beside him. His attack had already reached me.

I dodged his cutlass when it was just inches away from me before burying my sword in his neck and moving toward another pirate.

Puch Pachack Puch!

I killed one pirate after another until I appeared before the guard with my weapon raised for an attack, and I stopped.

I could see the relief on the poor guy's face before he shook and fell on the floor.

"Barb!" Tara called out.

I turned to her and, a moment later, appeared beside her.

"How are you all? Rexy?" I asked. "We are safe; the guards and Fang protected us, but Rexy, her condition is bad," she replied with her expression turning serious.

The people moved away till I could see Rexy. The orc-blood is lying on the floor with her head on Gloria's lap.

Both of them are bloodied, with Rexy's stomach wet with blood. I feared the worst till I noticed the faint movement of the chest from the bloodied girl.

"She protected me!" said Gloria, tears streaming down her face.

"We did what we could, but her injuries are heavy. She needs a healer soon, or she won't be able to make it," informed Tara.

The girl is unconscious and pale; she has lost a lot of blood and is barely breathing.

"I will bring the healer," I replied, turning toward the door.

I could see the hesitation appearing on many faces; they wanted me to stay. I also want to stay, but Rexy needs a healer, and I will bring one to them.

I moved as fast as I could and burst into the deck, only to see the tide had turned, and not to the benefit of the pirates. They are running away, with many in the water being sniped and killed.

The pirates are running away.

"Healer, I need a healer," I shouted, but I saw no reply until the injured captain appeared before me.

"Our healers themselves need a healer," he said, looking at a bloodied mage lying on the floor not far away.

"We have asked for one from another ship, but it might take some time for them to arrive," he added, looking at the injured.

"I really need a healer. Is there no one here who could help?" I asked desperately. I need to save Rexy and am willing to pay the price for it.

"My first mate has Healthhand Class, but he is busy; many need healing," replied the captain.

I turned to his first mate, working on the man.

Seeing it, I put my hand into my purse, took a handful of potions, and handed them to the captain.

"Use them to save lives. Just give me your man!" I said, but the older man shook his head. "Potions will not be enough to save them," he replied.

"These are not normal potions," I stated, and a surprise flashed into the man's eyes, and he looked at the potions in his hand.

A moment later, a shock appeared in his eyes.

These are essence merge potions. In each potion, there is a drop of essence-infused potion. Making them far more potent than common potions.

A second later, the older man controlled his expression, and a struggle appeared in his eyes.

"Rocke, go with Miss Utsa," ordered the old man.

"But Captain, we need him for our people," said someone. "These potions that the Miss has provided give our people a better chance of survival than Rocke," replied the old man.

His first mate was hesitant momentarily as the older man turned to him, but a second later, he nodded. He picked up his kit and got up before following behind me.

I don't want to take him from here; many people need him, but Rexy needs him too.

I will do anything to protect my girls.

We moved fast and reached the girls within seconds. I could feel a mix of hope and confusion as I appeared with him.

"The healers are on other ships until they come, Mr. Rocke, is all we have," I stated and turned to the man. Who had already crouched beside Rexy and cut her clothes around her stomach with his scissors.

I saw the gruesome wound; the pirate must have buried their sword in her.

"It's a good thing you had not applied the potion directly," he said. The girls aren't idiots; they know the potions do more harm than good in such conditions.

Every girl needs to take an introductory medical class; they are taught what to do in conditions like this.

In such cases, when there is no healer or doctor. Very few things could be done, but those few things could result in life or death.

We watched the man work on Rexy; he cleaned the wounds first before starting to work on the injuries.

A few minutes passed in silence, and then the man stopped and turned to us.

"I have done what I could, but she needs a real healer as soon as possible," he informed. "Thank you," I replied; the man nodded and turned to me.

I need attention, too; there are several arrows poking into me.

The man worked fast; it didn't take him long to remove all arrows and dress the wounds. After he did that, he left.

I didn't stop him; he had other people to heal. I can't keep him here.

"Contact the command for the healers; tell them we need one as soon as possible," I ordered the mage.

"How are you?" asked Tara as she appeared beside me. "Good," I replied, and she just looked at me.

"You need rest," she said, and to that I smiled.

"I am going to the other ships; waiting for the healer would not be wise," I said and walked away. I wanted to do nothing more than rest, but I couldn't until Rexy's life was no longer in danger.

It was a good decision because it took me over an hour to get a healer.

"Her condition is serious, but I think she will make it through," said the healer as he came out of the ship's only undamaged cabin.

Hearing that, I heaved a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, healer," I said, and the old man smiled before walking away while I slumped down.

There is still some worry, but now there is hope. Rexy will make it; the woman is tenacious. An attack from the filthy pirate isn't enough to end her amazing life.