The low-level magic tool only allowed for 1 idea of agreement. For this case, it was for no deaths to happen and for the winner to retain the plant. Nothing else could be done, and Garan couldn't stop either team member from interfering.
It was just that the other team—never in their imagination—would they think they would have to interfere.
Silas kicked Garan again with a force that lifted him up a meter. He coughed up blood, grabbing his chest in pain.
"Captain!" His team yelled and immediately they went to attack. The other team smirked at this movement, as if it was a signal for them to finally start fighting without looking desperate for a fight.
All this time, they had been itching to beat people up—how dare they hurt Sin so much—and were ready to receive them.
"Come! Show us what you've got!!" Foo said with that droning voice of his. He leaned forward, disappearing in a flash.
Immediately, the Terrans quickly lifted their weapons.
Garan sat back up as quickly, trying to gain his footing, but he was kicked back down by Silas again.
He shivered as a strong current passed by his body and his eyes widened, looking up at the other man.
However, despite the pain, he moved and managed to grab the man's leg. "You promised not to kill."
Silas smirked evilly, kicking him back down.
"Captain!!!" The Terrans yelled, immediately running to attack their enemies and rescue their captain.
It was Gill who led the charge spear crackling with fiery energy. Followed closely by the others.
Gill went directly to the Captain, waving his smoldering spear but was blocked by the woman.
Luis slashed his sword, also with fire, his sand-blonde hair glinting in the heat, and the others showing off the elements from the get-go, not daring to hold back against these people.
This was the first time they encountered true fighters.
Although they—the Terrans—were low in level, their fighting prowess allowed them to fight those with a few levels above them.
This had a lot to do with how either enemy elementalists relied too much on their elements—which was useless if mana ran out—or it was against non-elementalist who didn't have access to fighting inheritance and were thus unable to deal with their plethora of techniques.
But they had a feeling… this time definitely wouldn't be as easy.
They didn't even consider going one-on-one.
Gill went head to head with the woman who had used large curved double swords, blocking his attack. Her weapons seemed thin, but it effortlessly took on his attacks.
Gill's eyes narrowed as he saw some barrier of fire appearing at the point of contact, and he knew the woman was also a fire user.
Behind him, Loki used his wind ability to quickly climb a tree, hiding in the shadows. He leaned on a stable branch, his ponytailed black hair floating with the wind, and his bowstring taut and ready to shoot in assistance to his team.
Eagle, with the power of wind in his command, swept through the battlefield like a whirlwind. His short ash-blonde hair flew wildly in the wind as he met with the Speedster's attack.
Next to him, Turbo manifested a water whip to hit the momentarily stopped Silas. The man didn't even flinch as the old man appeared in front of him, manifesting an earth wall to easily block all attacks.
The old man's legs parted and he stomped his feet and clenched his fist, and the wall broke to many pieces, attacking Turbo in turn.
"Shit!"
Fortunately, he was quick and managed to avoid the bulk of the attack, but was hit regardless.
Foo quickly went to him and Turbo bent backward by instinct, avoiding a sharp edge that cut his spiky hair, giving him a very bad haircut.
"Darnit!" Turbo yelled, manifesting more water attempting to trap Foo, who was now causing damage behind, particularly to Chris, who had barely managed to block with his sword.
Turbo, distracted, failed to see the large boulder heading towards him.
Jake quickly leaned down and placed his hands on the ground. The earth shook along with his quiff hair. Instantly, a massive shield appeared and blocked the hit.
He frowned when the rock decimated his shield, however. "Tsk. Didn't even last a shot."
Soon dozens of similar rocks floated and headed towards them. "F*CK!" Jake yelled, manifesting many shield walls. "Guys! Watch out!"
Brandon similarly protected his companion with his windshield, similar to a barrier, though for now it could only slow down the rock's pace enough so his companions could deal with them.
Ryo, the shy water spear wielder, fought with determination dealing with the projectiles, protecting those behind him.
And then there was Gian, an impulsive fire user, angrily deflecting the stone attacks with his sword, slashing excessively as if they were the heads of the enemies.
By the time he dealt with the rocks near him, his short dark brown hair glistened with sweat and several embers of flame were surrounding him.
Then his eyes met with Sin's who had now gotten up, drank some recovery potions, and very much wanted to pummel someone.
Gian had been desperate for revenge for a while now. It wasn't a surprise that he went to Sin. Using his fire swordsman skill, he immediately lit up his sword with his elemental fire.
Similarly, many other elements joined in, catching the enemies a bit off guard.
The other team was startled by the plethora of elements that surrounded them.
"Who are these people?" Foo, the speedster, asked. He was sweating a bit found his way back to his side and asked his companions.
However, unlike most, he didn't feel particularly intimidated. It wasn't the first time they encountered a team filled with Elementalists.
It was never quite so large a group, but it wasn't too far off.
Percy, the old earth Elementalist, narrowed his eyes, though the hard stones floating around him were as menacing as ever.
"Hmm. I do wonder which city owns them." He looked at their captain, a bit concerned.
"Does it matter? Strength is the last word." The muscular woman, Valeria, said.
"Hmn. Just do away with them. Anyway, we agreed not to kill them." Silas said without a care, looking down at their leader who was standing up. This meant whatever happened, no matter what these guys' background was, it didn't matter.
"But we are sure to give them a taste of what a bloody lesson truly is."
Garan's eyes sharpened as his fist clenched in both pain and anger. It was indeed a bloody lesson, but they would definitely not go down so easily!