Author's Reincarnation in a Fantasy Setting

"Ummhhhh!" Ellyn was trying to scream but was not able to do so as her mouth was tied up with a thick lace of cloth.

"Just shut up for once!" one of the men cursed and kicked Ellyn hard on her jaw. Her head smacked on the ground and a few seconds later the cloth tying her mouth turned red.

"Why are you wasting time? We're not here for fun," the guy beside that one said.

"I know, she was just getting on my nerves," he spat.

"Now, now, guys. Let's not fight amongst ourselves, we have a job to finish," the third one said and slid out his sword from its sheath.

He held Ellyn by her hair and bent down to match her level, then he pointed the tip of his blade toward Ellyn and pressed it slowly against her chest. The sword tore her cloth and reached the skin, a bead of blood swelled up as the sword begin to pierce her skin.

Ellyn's eyes widened. "Nmhhhhhh! Sthhhpppppp!" she screamed, but her words weren't able to come out clearly due to her mouth being tied up.

"None of this is your fault miss, it's your father who hates you. We are also just doing our job so don't harbor any hard feelings for us when you go to the heavens," he said as began to press the blade against her chest.

Tears began to burst out of her eyes as she stared at the blade that was about to stab her to death. She was also screaming but all of that was futile.

[You are cruel.]

'I guess I am. But I guess it's about time.'

I opened the palm of my hand and a shard of ice materialized, I held it tight and then threw it upward. The shard clashed with the wall and broke with a crackling sound, at the same time I bent and touched the ground.

Four spikes of rock instantly emerged from where the men were standing, the three of them were quick enough to reach and dodged the attack by jumping away with a backflip.

However, the one who was pressing the sword against Ellyn's chest was not in the position to move quickly. The spike emerged just below him and since he was bending down, the sharp pointed edge of the spike stabbed his lower abdomen and tearing through his body, came out from the other side as the man's corpse hung on it.

Before the other three could get the time to think I used elemental magic again and once again spikes emerged from the ground beneath their feet. They were able to dodge successfully but gained some scratches in the process.

I came out from the cover and launched a series of ice shards in their direction followed by a line of fireballs. During the time they moved away in order to dodge those attacks I had closed the distance between them and myself.

"Who the hell are you now?" one of them asked in a loud.

'This is not good. He shouldn't get the time to speak.'

I clapped my hands together, and then slowly distanced them away from each other. As I did that, a rough sword made out of stone appeared in between—I'd created it using the earth element and collecting all the dust present in the air in one place and giving it a shape.

Grabbing the sword I leaped toward the guy who'd spoken, he brought forth his own short sword to defend himself. I was holding my own sword with my right hand and with my left, I grabbed hold of his blade as he swung it toward me.

It cut my flesh and a little amount of blood dripped from the sides of my palm, but the next the blade of his sword froze into solid ice and then broke into pieces. His eyes widened as I drilled and pushed my sword into his throat. I left the sword stuck in his throat, he tried to take it out but before he could do that his body fell on the ground as he lost all life.

"DON'T IGNORE US!!!" a scream came from behind.

I bent down and ducked under the sword swing that came afterward, when the sword had completed its arc I stood up. Long black beard and brown eyes; he was another of those men standing in front of me with his short sword. His eyes twitched a bit when he saw me.

"Wait a minute. Aren't you—"

He stopped talking as I punched him right in the chest. My fist was covered with a thick sheet of ice therefore I didn't take much damage as my punch connected to his chest and tore open a hole. I could feel his lungs and heart when I pulled my hand back and released the elemental magic, causing the ice on my fist to shatter; doing that for too long could get me to ice burns.

The man coughed blood, and gulps of blood spilled from his mouth.

I could see the other side through the man's chest.

'So this is how it feels to donut-kill someone, huh?'

I thought as I balanced my body and looked at my fist; it was fine. My skin was a little red but I had not got frostbite.

"Now, are you really going to go with that lame tactic?" I said as I turned toward Ellyn.

The remaining last man was there as he held Ellyn from behind and posed his sword right after her throat. His eyes narrowed as he looked at me.

"This was our job, to begin with. It doesn't matter how I do it," he replied and held Ellyn more tightly and pressed the blade on her throat. "All that's left is to see how will die first, this girl or you," he said.

"Ah, that'll be you," I said and flickered my hand in his direction. A series of ice shards of pointed ice shards flew toward him at great speed.

He raised one of his hands to defend his face but all the shards flew past him, not a single one hitting him.

"You missed," he said with a grin.

"No, I didn't."