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Veer quickly backed away, his back covered in sweat. Gripping his sword tightly in his hands, he looked at the Scarecrows with sharp eyes.

Their gazes, as sinister as ever, locked right onto him. Somehow, he knew he had pushed himself into this trouble. Whatever it was.

'Now, what will it be?' Veer wondered, as the tension grew in the surroundings. The Scarecrows didn't attack him immediately, as if giving him time to prepare.

Veer exhaled, letting out the air he had been holding for a while. Then, his eyes snapped open as he got into the battle stance.

For the first time since entering the Labyrinth, he was going all out. There was no reason to hold back any longer.

In the next moment, all hell broke loose as the Scarecrows suddenly screeched, a powerful aura rolling from them. But they didn't attack... or at least that was what Veer thought when he felt a burning sensation behind him.

His scalp tingled as he blurred into motion, using his maximum speed to dodge the attacks which were much more powerful than before.

'Strange! They are still attacking only my blind spot,' Veer noted, skipping over a fallen spear that had shattered the ground below.

With that, he ran towards one of the Scarecrows, looking into its eyes. Sure enough, it didn't attack. But that meant others were free to attack him.

As the dozens of attacks, including fireballs, an axe, a lightning bolt, and much more, came at him, Veer tried to dodge them, but the feeling of dread never left him, so he had to abandon his approach to the Scarecrows.

Once again being on the defensive side, Veer clicked his tongue and parried a metal arrow coming at him. As he was not able to attack them, he began to observe and find a weakness.

'What is it!?' Veer thought, and suddenly something struck his mind. 'Right! They are following the pattern!'

That realization helped him a lot as it became easier to dodge the attacks. He knew exactly where the Scarecrows would be, and calculated the maximum distance they could attack.

He smiled and, towards one of the ends of the farm, he moved, thinking, 'Just here... just a bit more.'

His eyes went wide as he shouted, "Now!"

Gripping his sword tightly, he did a furious spin on his toe, almost throwing himself forward. But he didn't stop at that as he activated one of the abilities he got from the system.

[Blazing Strike]

[Type - Combat Ability]

[Tier - none]

[Description - A fire-infused melee attack that delivers a powerful blow, igniting enemies for additional damage over time.]

[Cooldown: 10 Seconds]

Crimson flames burst off the blade as he brought down the sword in a descending slash. It was fast, and he had timed it perfectly for this moment.

The sword blade connected with the wooden doll, shattering it. Splinters flew in the air as the wooden pieces caught fire. Only the dark metal slate dropped on the ground, unharmed.

The Scarecrow was no more.

Sadly, Veer didn't get time to celebrate his win as he was once again forced to dodge the attacks. Now, there was one less attack: the spear.

'Great! So it really moved on that single wooden pole,' Veer grinned. 'Now, I just need to do the same for others.'

It wouldn't be easy, but he was confident now. The Scarecrows were at best Novice Stage Magical Creatures, with low defense and powerful offense, similar to a Marksman.

'Marksman, huh.'

Even though their attacks were powerful, using the pattern he was able to remain mostly unharmed.

For the next hour or so, Veer was busy dealing with the fifty Scarecrows. At first, it was easy destroying them, but as fatigue grew, Veer began to make mistakes.

"Just this last one..."

Veer panted, as he rolled forward, feeling his back burning. Gritting his teeth, he came to a stop, and ran again. His battle suit was tattered, and his skin was showing. As much as he wanted to avoid the wheat plants, there was nothing he could do now.

His lungs were on fire, as they desperately tried to squeeze in air, while his muscles burned, refusing to work any longer. But he endured. Only two Scarecrows were left.

Just then, a fireball hit his back, sending him hurling forward. His whole body wrapped around in the aged wheat plants, filling him with itching.

"Curse it!"

Veer didn't have time to even scream in pain, as another fireball came hurling towards him. Standing up, he once again ran. He just ran, holding his sword tightly in his hand.

"Just there... just there..."

He bit his tongue, as a sharp pang of pain jolted his mind awake. He still felt the burns on his back, crawling under his skin. If he had not bonded with Elara and gained minor Fire Immunity, he would be in much worse shape.

Even then, his back was scorched. But he continued to move forward, never losing sight of one of the Scarecrows. He had chosen it on purpose as it was the lightning bolt one.

He needed to finish it first.

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He planted his feet on the ground and finally looked away, feeling a small burst of wind behind him, which only served to worsen his fresh burns.

"Aghh!" Groaning in pain, Veer turned around and shouted, trying to vent out his pent-up pain, "Blazing Strike!!!"

With a boom, the Scarecrow shattered into pieces, making the dark slate drop onto the ground.

Veer couldn't hold on any longer and dropped to the ground, still keeping an eye on the last Scarecrow. His hand didn't lose its grip on the sword. Months of constant fights have taught him a lot. Being vigilant at all times was just one of them.

Feeling itching on his burnt back, Veer cursed out loud, "Fucking hell! I just have to drop on my back!"

"Should I end it or not?" he wondered, trying to ignore the itching all over his body.