“No, no.  That’s not where you hit it.  Aim for the throat,” Sasuke shouted after slashing a monster at the neck.  He watched Futch difficultly pull his spear out of another monster’s stomach as the spear-holder shouted back.

“How am I supposed to jab it with a spear?  It’s hard to poke at such a small target!”

Futch didn’t even look at the ninja once before he jumped back for another stab at the monster. 

Finally, Sasuke noticed the absent blasts of wind to their backs that completes their unite attack.  He took a look behind him at the magician.

“You know,” the wind mage had a finger to his chin.  “I can make much stronger blasts if you two can jump out of the way.”

“Stop fooling around.  We’re in the middle of a fight!” Futch yelled in between his stabs at the other monsters.

Sasuke trotted up to Luc with a finger pointing at his own face.

“I can dodge it.  I’m fast enough if I use all my speed.”

Luc turned his head to look at Futch, who was angrily walking up to them after having to finish the battle by himself.  Luc quickly raised a palm to the boy and sent a flying blast of wind at Futch’s face. 

Futch had no idea what was going on.  His eyes grew wide and he rapidly ducked as a few of his hairs got slashed.

“What in the world is your problem?” Futch shouted wildly.

“You’re the problem,” Luc simply answered.

“Yeah, you’re too slow for us.”

Sasuke pointed a finger at Futch and grinned.

“We will need to increase your speed.”  Luc uncrossed his arms.

“W…what?”

Before he knew it, several blasts were aimed towards his way, including at Sasuke who was already jumping for cover.  Soon the whole area was covered with speeding arches of white light and two teenagers trying to jump and dance their way about them.

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“Gah…”

Futch and Sasuke were heaving heavily on the ground.  They were exhausted after having to dodge those wind blasts for a whole four hours.

“You…” Sasuke vengefully stared up at the magician.  “You sent more my way on purpose!”

“You said they were easy,” Luc said in between breaths.  He was exhausted too from using so much magic at once.  But he was content because his accuracy had greatly improved.

Luc leaned his head back against the tree.  The three were silent as they were catching their breaths.  A constant breeze was blowing against them.  The temperature had greatly dropped from the setting sun.

They said nothing until they heard a light snoring.  Luc opened his eyes.

“Aw man, he fell asleep.”

Sasuke poked at the sleeping Futch beside him.

“We should be heading back to Shu’s house,” the boy stood and picked up his staff.

“Wait, who’s going to carry him?”

The ninja pointed at the boy on the grass.  Luc uninterestedly glared behind him.  He was already walking away with his and Futch’s weapon.

“You can’t expect me to carry him?”

Luc shook his head disapprovingly and turned his head back to the dirt path that leads back to Radat.

“Aww…!”

Sasuke whined, but he still bent and scooped Futch up onto his back.  He ran down the dirt path with Futch’s head and limbs bobbing behind him.  He called out to his other companion.

“Hey, wait up!”

But Luc ignored him and continued walking.