Relic of the Future: Chapter 68

Hazel watched as Jaune dragged himself up out the ground with a mindless rage in his eyes.

There was no faking that, no hiding it.

"Emerald," he hissed. "Emerald."

He lunged forward, covering the distance in huge leaps. It wasn't fast enough that he couldn't prepare for it. He stepped forward, digging a foot into the ground as he through a picture-perfect punch for the crazed beast's face.

Jaune slid beneath it.

Hazel watched, content at first, knowing that the loss of momentum would send the man skidding into the ground, but his face soon changed, morphed into shock when, almost without thinking, the boy drew and fired a shotgun behind him with his shield hand. The recoil, slight as it was, twisted his body on one heel. He allowed it, pulling his stabilising leg up and spinning under Hazel's guard, eyes bright and blue as he swept his sword up in between Hazel's elbows.

Hazel staggered back, eyes bulging as the tip of the sword scratched a line up his nose.

—Relic of the Future: Chapter 68