Tale of a Hedonistic wizard

Jaegar, his palm crackling with raw, crimson lightning, raised his hand in a swift, determined motion. The surge of red lightning erupted from his fingertips in the blink of an eye, a blazing bolt of energy racing towards Vondell. The air filled with the ominous crackling and hissing of the formidable power unleashed.

Vondell, his sword infused with his own potent power, reacted with lightning-fast reflexes. He positioned his weapon to intercept the incoming attack, creating a dazzling clash between the relentless lightning and the enchanted steel. The warehouse was bathed in sparks as the two forces collided with incredible intensity.

The force of the impact sent Vondell hurtling backward, a few metres away from his initial position. He had not anticipated the sheer power of Jaegar's punch, and it had taken him off guard. Sander, who had been observing the skirmish closely, couldn't help but offer a suggestion, "Vondell, it might be wise for us to fight together. We've all seen how he handled that monster."

Vondell, his rage unabated, sneered, "I can handle this kid on my own."

With determination blazing in his eyes, Vondell lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air with deadly intent. He moved as if he aimed to cleave Jaegar in half.

Francesca watched the unfolding battle with an air of calm detachment, while Miran and Sander exchanged concerned glances.

As Vondell closed in, Jaegar met his blade head-on, his fist surrounded by the pulsating red lightning. With a swift and calculated move, Jaegar struck the blade directly with his electrified fist. The impact sent powerful vibrations through Vondell, rattling him to his core.

Before Vondell could react, Jaegar unleashed another torrent of lightning that pierced through Vondell's leg, eliciting an agonizing scream from him.

The enchanted sword slipped from his grasp, clattering to the ground, as he crumpled in pain.

The entire sequence of events had occurred so rapidly that Vondell had been unable to anticipate Jaegar's attacks. He clenched his injured leg and glared at Jaegar.

Jaegar wasn't finished with him yet.

Jaegar's fist continued to crackle with dangerous red lightning as he moved with lightning speed.

With a swift and calculated motion, he reached out and seized Vondell's other leg, subjecting it to the electrifying energy coursing through his body. Vondell's body convulsed as the electric shock numbed his movements further, causing him to groan in agony.

Sander and Miran, seeing Vondell in distress, sprang into action.

Sander's hands ignited with flickering flames, casting an eerie glow across the dimly lit warehouse.

Meanwhile, Miran underwent a startling transformation. She was surrounded by an ethereal, armored knight in shimmering blue, her form growing in size and strength. In her grasp, she wielded a formidable, elongated blade that gleamed menacingly in the warehouse's subdued lighting.

Jaegar saw her transformation and was genuinely surprised. Her blue knight form was definitely different from the two, as he could tell the difference from the aura she was emitting.

As the two of them moved to assist Vondell, Jaegar withdrew, his eyes never leaving the incapacitated foe.

He observed Vondell with an amused expression, a hint of satisfaction playing at the corners of his lips. "Feeling a bit shocked, are we?" Jaegar taunted, his voice laced with a touch of mockery.

Vondell's face was flushed with embarrassment, his pain compounded by the humiliation of his defeat.

He continued to clutch his legs, writhing in discomfort while unable to muster a response.

Sander and Miran, now ready to lend aid or defend against any further aggression, formed a protective barrier around their fallen comrade.

The warehouse's atmosphere remained charged with tension, with the outcome of the skirmish hanging in the balance.

The warehouse was shrouded in an eerie silence, save for the occasional hum of the flickering fluorescent lights overhead.

Jaegar stood a few metres away from Miran and Sander, his body tense and coiled like a tightly wound spring. His palms crackled with raw, red lightning, casting an eerie crimson glow across the dimly lit space.

Francesca was still smoking her cigarette, watching them as she crossed her hands. Her expression remained unreadable, a mask of calm indifference that belied the intensity of the situation.

Miran had transformed into a formidable armoured knight, her azure armour shimmering with an otherworldly radiance. She held her gleaming blade with a determined grip, her eyes locked onto Jaegar's every move.

Beside her, Sander's hands were still wreathed in flickering flames, casting eerie shadows against the towering warehouse walls.

Jaegar knew he was outnumbered, but he also knew the extent of his own powers. The magical energy within him surged and pulsed, a potent force waiting to be unleashed.

With a sudden burst of speed, Jaegar blurred towards Miran. His movements were a blur as he closed the gap between them in the blink of an eye.

Miran raised her massive blade to intercept Jaegar's attack, but his speed was overwhelming. With a single, lightning-infused punch, he struck the blade with a force that sent shockwaves rippling through the warehouse.

The impact of the blow caused Miran to stagger backward, her armoured form momentarily unsteady.

Jaegar didn't relent; he pressed his advantage, his fists crackling with red lightning. He landed a series of blows on Miran's armoured form, each strike sending her reeling further.

Sparks flew with every impact, and the echoing clang of metal on metal reverberated through the warehouse.

Sander, his flames still burning brightly, tried to intervene. He sent a searing wave of fire towards Jaegar, aiming to engulf him in a fiery inferno.

But Jaegar anticipated the attack. With a swift pivot, he leaped into the air, somersaulting over the searing flames. He landed gracefully on his feet behind Sander, who had inadvertently turned his back to his opponent.

Before Sander could react, Jaegar unleashed another torrent of red lightning. It struck Sander from behind, surging through his fiery aura and disrupting his control over the flames.

Sander let out a guttural cry of pain as the lightning coursed through his body, causing him to stumble forward.

Miran, recovering from the onslaught of Jaegar's blows, turned to face her fallen comrade. She raised her massive blade, intent on defending Sander.

But Jaegar was relentless. With another burst of speed, he closed the distance between them once more. His fists crackled with chaos purple mist as he struck her blade with unerring precision.

The force of the impact sent shockwaves rippling through the azure knight's armoured form.

Miran's grip on her blade wavered, and for a brief moment, it seemed as though she might falter. But she steadied herself, her determination shining through.

Sander, recovering from the effects of the electrical assault, summoned a fresh wave of flames to his fingertips. With a fierce determination, he launched a searing fireball towards Jaegar, hoping to catch him off guard.

Jaegar's senses were quite sharp, allowing him to react with lightning speed. He sidestepped the incoming fireball, the flames grazing past him, singeing his clothes but leaving him unharmed.

As Sander's fireball soared past him, Jaegar seized the opportunity to strike.

He lunged towards Miran, his fists enveloped in red lightning. With a powerful punch, he struck the azure knight's chest plate, sending her hurtling backwards. The impact of the blow shattered her armour, sending pieces of metal scattering across the warehouse floor.

Miran crashed to the ground, her form dissipating as her armour disintegrated. She lay there, dazed and defeated, unable to continue the battle. Beside her, Sander's flames flickered weakly as he struggled to his feet, his energy depleted and his body scorched from Jaegar's attacks.

Jaegar stood there, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. The warehouse was filled with the acrid scent of burnt metal and the crackling echoes of the battle that had just taken place.

Mia and Jack were watching with widened eyes and mouths, their expressions were both amazed and shocked. Just how powerful was he? He overpowered the three of them.

Jaegar didn't want to use magic as it would attract more attention, and the use of magic in human lands was prohibited. But he didn't care about the rules, if it came down to it, he would use them hesitatingly, but now he didn't need to.

Francesca, who had been watching the battle unfold with a stoic expression, stepped forward. She cast a critical eye over the fallen Miran and the scorched Sander, her gaze eventually settling on Jaegar.

"You are more powerful than I anticipated," Francesca admitted, her voice laced with begrudging respect. "But this is far from over."

Jaegar's eyes narrowed as he watched Francesca closely. "And I will be waiting."

He walked away from the alley under the gaze of Francesca.

She watched him leave as he walked out of the alley. A smile hung on her lips, thinking that only she knew.

She had anticipated Jaegar to be this powerful, taking all three of them. She looked at the three of them lying on the ground. She let out a heavy sigh, and then asked the driver to put them in the car.