Infinite Paths: The Raging Phoenix

Chapter 259: Night raid

In the initial days of their mission, Rain and his comrades made an effort to engage in conversations with the drivers assigned to transport them. Recognizing the importance of building a connection with these drivers, the team aimed to ensure the smooth execution of their mission.

However, the drivers proved to be notably reserved, causing Rain's group to feel discouraged. It appeared that the drivers considered them too young for this vital mission despite their track record of surviving and actively participating in numerous battles throughout the ongoing war.

Despite these early challenges in establishing rapport with the drivers, Rain, and their fellow team members remained committed to their mission's success.

Rain quickly picked up on something significant. Their initial attempts at friendly conversation with the drivers not only fell flat but also seemed to irk them. It was clear that the drivers found Rain and their team's relaxed approach somewhat irritating.

These reactions prompted Rain to ponder a series of questions. They began to wonder whether these drivers were in any way connected to a rival family or faction that opposed Brandon, their own family's leader. The thought crossed their mind that these drivers might have ties to a competing family or even harbored a personal grudge against the Lonard family.

"From what I heard, they don't have those political ties," Asche said when Rain asked her about it. "Still, a lot of lords wanted to make a profit out of this trip, so the drivers work for many families since His Majesty decided to give enough chances for everyone."

If that was the case, Rain found it hard to believe that they would be attacked, so the drivers didn't have any reasons to be afraid... unless they would be attacked, but not all of the drivers would be targeted. That seemed plausible.

"Politics and schemes... so boring," Rain thought while rolling his eyes.

These spheres weren't your typical projectiles; they carried a mysterious payload. Rain, sharp and quick-witted, recognized the danger and swiftly conjured a protective wind barrier. The spheres collided with the barrier, triggering a violent explosion that released an unusual gas. The gas dissipated Rain's protective shield almost instantly.

"Anti-magic bombs?" Rain furrowed his eyebrows. "Is this a thing in this world?"

Rain found himself taken aback by the sudden appearance of these anti-magic bombs. This was a weapon or tactic that he had never encountered or even heard of before. The very concept of such devices designed to nullify magical abilities was entirely new to him.

As Rain considered it, he couldn't help but recognize the strategic advantage these anti-magic bombs held, particularly against opponents who relied on magical powers. It was a formidable tool that, if widely employed, could turn the tide of battles involving magic people.

The revelation of these devices left Rain pondering the evolving dynamics of warfare and the ever-shifting tactics of his possible adversaries.

Rain attempted to use Impulse. However, he soon realized that something was terribly wrong. In this particular area, his mana, the source of his magical abilities, seemed inexplicably absent.

Rain's brows furrowed as he grappled with this unexpected situation. It was as though his magical energy had been completely drained, leaving him defenseless.

All of a sudden, the cloaked and concealed enemies seized the opportunity. They charged at Rain with wickedly curved knives, their intentions clear. Rain found himself in a perilous situation, not really, those guys were slow... it seemed that some people assumed that all of his strength came from mana...

When the enemies swung their blades at him, Rain blocked them with his forearm guards and then kicked them in their stomachs.