"Uhm..." Karna looks around again.
'Exploring the land is all well and good, but I shouldn't be so hasty to depart: there may be a reason I was summoned here
after all.'
Also his current vantage point isn't the best: with how tall the sunflowers are it's possible there are buildings nearby he couldn't at the moment see and, most importantly, people outside of his perception range. His is nothing to scoff about but he hasn't the finesse of a proper spellcaster.
'I've decided.' He nods.
'I need to be sure there's really nothing he-'
[ Event Interrupt! ]
"!"
Years of training and fighting experience allow him to react accordingly, moving his head just
so in order for the glowing sphere of energy to miss his head.
Cheerfulness forgotten his face falls again into his customary cold and unforgiving expression and he slowly turns around to confront the attacker.
A slight twitch of his face is the only visual evidence of his surprise. He expected armed soldiers, spellcasters or monsters.
What he
didn't expect is for his assailant to be a cluster of beings that look like little ten-year-old girls wearing colorful dresses with insect-like wings on their back.
"What manner of creatures are you? Some kind of Rakshasa?" They are probably native beings of Japan, but with their appearance alone he couldn't tell much. "And why did you attack me?"
In response they all chuckle malevolently before starting shooting spells again.
Karna simply sidesteps through the bullet-filled barrage, never allowing even one projectile to graze him. They are all weak and would shatter on his Magic Resistance, but he doesn't want to answer to the hostilities. After all the creatures could have a good reason for attacking him. Maybe they are the field's residents and view him as an intruder. So he will try to parley first.
That's it, until one wayward bullet misses him and instead darts toward a sunflower. The instant before it hits...
FIZZLE!
The bullet shatters, the magic weaved into its creation unraveled by the hand imposed between it and the frail flower.
The fairies stop their attack, confused by how their bullet was cancelled and how the strange man was here before them
and then suddently was in another place.
Heedless of their confusion Karna raises his head and stares at them, eyes ablaze with a raging but cold fury. The fairies shiver at the sight.
"I don't care what happen to me, but striking at my comrades is an unforgivable sin."
As his aura expands, covering the entire field with killing intent so potent some of them drops dead from fear, the fairies realize for the first time they may have bitten more that they can chew.
"Prepare yourself." Karna finishes, reading himself.
[] Attack! Use:
-[] Your bow.
-[] Your spear.
-[] You should have a sword somewhere in your arsenal...
-[] Mantra!
-[] Astra! Too overkill.
-[] Just your fists will be enough.
[] Forgive them. Made sure they learned their lesson.
[] Write in.
Regardless of your previous decision, how will you move?
[] Stay on the ground.
[] Combination of Spirit and Real form to surprise them.
[] It's time to take your rightful place in the SKY.
[] Write in.