Moonlight fracture was a spell Fallace had never heard of. Reacting quickly he went for a desperate leap for his fallen saber. The full moon was shining bright, and the mafia captain was on the other side of the roof.

  Fallace kept eye contact with the captain to prepare a counter for that spell. However, that eye contact was what left him clueless when a beam of concentrated bright shining light blew off the top of his left shoulder. At the speed of light, Fallace wasn't even able to see the beam until it was too late. What he saw looked like it was as if the beam came from the moon above.

  Fallace managed to get a hold of his sword, but his confidence only dwindled. His left shoulder was burned, and the magic aura of his opponent was unlike one he had ever felt before. When he was little, he did survive a monster invasion, but he at that time, he couldn't sense magic.

  The immense aura surpassed that of Konstantin's several times over. Fallace had to breathe and collect himself. No matter how strong this opponent was, he was not immortal. Fallace still had one trick up his sleeve he didn't want to use.

  As for Minor Mirage, it was a high house grade level spell, meaning Fallace only had room in his soul for using spells of that caliber or above only once. The same goes for all spells above low, low village grade.

  Fallace tried to analyze the situation. That beam of light was instantaneous and looked like it came straight from the moon. After hitting him, it disappeared, so he had to either recharge the spell or he chose to end it. Dodging was out of the question. Could he somehow predict where the spell would strike next time he used it?

  "I see that you have the appropriate analytical response, ey. However, even if you manage to understand my spells' true nature, you won't defeat me!"

  The mafia captain's olympian body created a shadow looming over Fallace. Fallace was thinking intensely in the face of an insurmountable obstacle. Could he really manipulate the moon itself? There didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary with the moon except that it was full. The ability to shoot lasers from it was not a power he had heard of, even in legend.

  This person seems like a skilled magician, but there has to be a catch. Fallace couldn't realize its true nature, so he decided to buy time through defense.

  "Don't underestimate me, brute!" Fallace exclaimed and started running around frantically, taking advantage of his speed.

  He would pay close attention to all his opponents' movements and the moon.

  "It doesn't matter how fast your spell is if you can't aim!" Fallace added and was determined to strike his opponent even if he got hit.

  This was the only way he saw himself winning.

  "Impressive, you've got quite the speed ey! Don't disappoint now!"

  The captain threw away his suit, revealing a white short sleeved buttoned shirt. The bulging arms made of pure muscle twitched, and momentarily, the captain was behind Fallace. He was easily keeping pace with Fallace's desperate and frantic movements.

  "Moonlight mirror!" John the captain exclaimed, and another beam of light appeared. Fallace was able to see it pass just above his shoulder, and then he turned his attention to the moon.

  Similarly to how a glass lense monks and priests use fractures light to make it more concentrated or diluted. This fracture can be noticed by the human eye, for example, making something appear larger or smaller than it actually is. Fallace saw a distorted moon.

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  What Fallace had noticed was that there was a flying lense up in the sky, fracturing the light from the moon using magic to enhance it into blasts. Fallace had finally deduced how the captain's spell worked. Now, he could see the small changes in the giant full moon's shape to figure out where the laser was turning.

  "Staring blankly at the moon like that as we move ey! It's irrelevant if you managed to figure out that my moonlight fracture is an imperfect spell or not! I have some powerful people I look up to, so making some supplementing spells to be on their level is only natural ey!"

  As Fallace heard the last of those words being exclaimed, a beam of moonlight blasted a hole through his lower leg. He landed on his wounded leg and fell at a high speed rolling on the ground towards the roof side.

  When he fell, he saw that the beam had slowly been moving toward an invisible floating mirror aimed at him. He could only see his pitiful reflection taunting him of his failure. Fallace had figured out that moonlight mirror was one of these supplementing spells, but it was too late.

  However, Fallace didn't give up hope of victory even with a hollow leg. On this very roof, he had now come up with a strategy to defeat his opponent. The only problem was fighting with the unbelievable pain. Compared with being almost crushed to death, one would think that Fallace was prepared for the pain. However, that attack was instant, and the pain threshold was breached. This was slow and painful.

  Fallace wanted to scream at the top of his inflamed lungs but was calming himself with the hope he had conceived. This was nothing compared to when the monsters attacked his village.

  Fallace lifted his right leg, and he stood up, trembling facing his opponent.

  "Truly impressive, you have grit like a man fighting for his family ey. You have hope filled eyes, and you even managed to last a minute with me. As promised, my name is John Jester, although you might know that already. I heard that you have successfully escaped several of our captains... what reason made you reveal yourself to Roberto ey."

  "I... am innocent... and I fight for the girl I wronged, Soshi! I won't let you kill me!"

  "If you just had told us where you were hiding them, maybe you would have been spared. It's a waste that a criminal like you, although lacking strength, possesses the skill of a true knight. Having such talent in Justizia could improve the city ey... Let's finish this!"

  The lens in the sky changed into a convex shape, and a beam of light flew towards Fallace. Barely standing Fallace had already observed that John had used a silent encantation to cast another moonlight mirror.

  By noticing the angle the mirrors were facing, Fallace could predict where the beam of light would appear. Fallace drew his blade, and the beam reflected off his sword directly at the captain.

  Having finally successfully blocked the spell, he found more reason to hold on through the pain. Although the severe stinging sensations in his nerves forced him to attempt to finish this with a quick decisive strike.

  However, Fallace had failed to understand that the magical lenses could change their shape. In this way, John could turn off the beam of light by using a regular flat lense instead of dispelling the magic. This allows the mafioso to have the option to control the intensity of the beam by using a more convexial shape. The magical footprint of the magic mirrors were almost nonexistent, where Fallace couldn't sense them.

  John Jester altered the shape of the convex magic lens he had cast silently right in front of himself. To an inverted spherical lens that instead dispersed the light. He closed his eyes, and when Fallace saw that, he gasped for air as the stress came crashing down on him.

  The beam that was reflected off Fallace's blade was dispersed into a blinding flash of light obscuring John. Fallace was left horrified as when the light faded, the captain was nowhere to be seen.

  He had perfectly concealed his magical aura, and the beam disappeared. A stepping sound was all Fallace managed to hear before John snuck up behind him, grabbing his right arm with a constricting grip. An immense pale aura radiated from John's hand as he thunderously chopped off Fallace's right arm.

  The agony filled Fallace's very soul. Spreading throughout his nerves, the pain was overwhelming. Finally breaking Fallace, he started losing his mind and tweaking the ground. When John Jester's hand made contact, it felt like an energy spread throughout Fallace's body like a lightning ripple.

  "You have now only experienced a tiny part of the collective suffering the families of the girls you kidnapped have endured... Fathers and mothers coming home to an empty house, it hurts their spirit, breaks their will to live. Such people have personally begged me to save them. However, I couldn't, since you always escaped. I am done toying with you."

  "Kidnapped! I am so done with this shit! I don't care if you're righteous, I will kill you!" The pain felt, was snapping Fallace's psyche.

  He was thinking of how terribly his people were treated, how terrible he was treated, all that wrath culminated in a desperate attack.

  As he ran, he saw his parents appear before him. Was it because of the intense heart piercing pain? He recalled what they told him before their demise. That every group is filled with different people and that these people are independent. Some of them will come to accept you and others not. Some will even befriend you when they get to know you better. The party, if not for them he would have been dead. If not for the one armed old man supporting him through his young years, he would have been dead. Lastly, Soshi, she gave him happy feelings no girl had given to him before.

  Jester looked, pitying the broken down chifling attacking with a predictable desperate attack. As he was about to unleash yet another moonlight fracture, Fallace shouted.

  "Encantation partial invisibility!" Fallace's arm and blade became invisible.

  However, Jester was trained in perceiving spiritual residue unleashed by living organisms during intense physical activity. Setting up for a block, it looked hopeless. However, out of nowhere, a girl came in flying, kicking John Jester in the back of his head, knocking him forward, making Fallace slash land.