Another attack came at his back. This one seemed deadly since it was about to claw out his spine. However, another shadow manifested in the air just above her head in a flash.
She thought it was another Malaka until a voice invaded her ears.
"Got your echo, kid… heads up!"
"Go for the eyes..." Creed mumbled without turning back.
Creed ducked, but did not stop running. On the other, Artemis caught a glimpse of a shadow of a man with a frightening speed. She realized that she hadn't seen before. He clutched two daggers in both of his palms and glided towards the one of the chasing Malaka.
Just before Malaka's claws could reach Creed's back, she saw that this man lopped the beast's arm from elbow to arm in jus
"I had already lost all hope by then… I never expected for help to arrive… the tree wasn't a hideout, but a grave that I prepared for myself. Trust me, I never wrote '20 Southwest'...." A silence enveloped the area except for their footsteps of the beast. Creed felt his brain ripped apart in a million pieces. Although Malaka was still chasing after him, the mental shock from her words made him stumble on the ground. His throat dried up, and his eyes turned bloodshot. He mumbled, "Then who did?" Creed felt someone had ripped his brain apart just from the speaking few words. Artemis' description rattled the deepest corner of his mind. His nightmares seemed to be merging with reality. All of a sudden, the chasing Malaka became the least of his concern right
Artemis' grip over his shoulder loosened just from the shock. Malaka's head flew 40 meters away, just like her self-confidence. A High-tier beast from which she had been running away from for several hours was killed in a single strike. [~Cursed-Malaka Killed~] [Gained Saturation Points +7] [Gained Soul Crystal+3] [Gained Fire-based Affinity] 'One down… five left...' Creed didn't even have the time to process the gains right now. He rushed straight, while the two closest Malakas jumped at him from both sides. Creed ran like hell Howeve
The Malaka halted, flabbergasted. He could not find them anywhere. Just when the beast was about to turn around, he felt a domineering impact of blunt force at the back of his head. The beast didn't even get the time to react to the warm numbness until his head exploded into a million pieces and hit the tree trunk. Creed, with Artemis on his back, landed on his feet, clutching his Mayhem saber, drenched with blood and gore. A smug grin appeared on his fact, he mumbled, "Stupid fucker thought only he could get under people's bind spots..." Artemis' consciousness dissolved into insanity when she gazed at 6 dead Malakas. Every pore on her skin widened from the shock and confusion precipitation on her forehead. The speed and efficiency with which Creed killed them was almost supersonic.
Creed sighed heavily and pulled out a dark rubber ball from one pocket of his cargo pants and tossed it on the ground."Please do not activate your chakra… I will be back in 15 minutes… "She saw the rubber ball and grabbed it."Thank you!""That will be $1500..." Creed replied without hesitation and vanished from her sight.Artemis couldn't say anything in return and just nodded. Nobody had to remind her that hunters don't do charity. Besides, Creed wasn't asking too much, but the fair price of the portable gummy suits.There were several situations where hunters' clothes got torn or damaged during the battle. This was an extremely practical occurrence.&
Everyone was getting edgy now. The Soul Armors that once seemed majestic have now turned into clawed and burnt scraps of metal. Holes and deep claws appeared on their surface. The situation was turning grim each second, until the Rain opened her mouth abruptly. "I can be the bait..." "No…" Agenor said a few moments later. "You know we can't kill them all…" Rain replied. "Nobody is going to be the bait… just keep fighting, I will think of something! If not, I will use my berserk skill..." "Don't spout nonsense..." Maira replied, "Berserk is not the solution here! You know that already..." Agenor went into mulling again and didn't
Rain's pupils dilated the moment she sensed the end coming close. The cunning fiend had already closed the gap and now was ready to grab her neck.She could have jumped back or sideways, but even that wouldn't make any difference. The bloody palms of the Malaka inched towards her chest ready to rip her to shreds.Jaws wide open, his pungent breath rubbed against her skin that made her puke her guts out. An intense lustful leer incited disgust inside her mind.She could see that Agenor was too far away. Comprehending that she was out of options, she raised her dagger and put the blade on her neck.'So this is the end… thought I could make a new start, but maybe I'm destined to be used by lustful fiends as a tool…'
"My worth... isn't something I have to prove to you. Although I wonder If I get you all out of there with the plan that your leader thinks is futile… Would you consider me better than him?"Creed words struck the entire team like a thunderbolt. Falco, too, felt the rug getting pulled under his feet. His face turned ugly"The fuck did you say?" Falco's eyes turned dark, as if something possessed him. "If I wasn't stuck here, I would have punched you in the face…""Hmm… Why are you so riled up?" Creed's chilling voice reverberated once again, "You can't trust my judgement because I'm a new member... isn't that what you are indirectly saying to me?"Maira interrupted, "Gryffon! Don't rile him up… "
Soon enough, Falco felt a gust of warm wind brushing against his left ear. An arrow rushed towards the horde, sunk deep inside Malaka's forehead. The abrupt impact of the tensile arrow, straight to the head, imparted blunt force trauma which temporarily numbed his senses. By now, Falco had already raised his weapon to strike the beast, but he realized that the beast that got shot was coincidentally at a divergent angle and inside the range of his current strike. For some reason, Falco felt a bit restrained. He knew that the assault numbness would fade away soon, agitating the beast even more. Apparently, this was the best time to strike. In the end, he decided to strike shot Malaka and not let the chance get away. He immediately altered the trajecto