Davies pushed forward amidst the darkness that threatened to consume him. His figure was like a bright star amidst the night sky. He moved like the beasts that surrounded him, but with greater flexibility and the craftiness of a man. Although he was surrounded on all sides, the many Great Wolves that threatened him couldn't lay a finger on him! "Heightened Senses: Blistering Pace!"*Boom*Davies avoided yet another dangerous strike from a nearby Great Wolf. His eyes flashed brightly as he rolled on the ground to avoid another swipe aimed at his chest. His movements were fluid and unhurried; he was like a main dancer surrounded by a troupe of backup dancers. He was the main attraction!Davies had done brilliantly so far, waltzing through the mob of large wolves with unbelievable precision. However, this wasn't solely due to his excellent movements. While Davies was a speed demon, he knew that if it wasn't because the wolves were stuck in the cave with him, he wouldn't have lasted past
A sickening smile stretched Davies's lips as he admired his work. The blood of the deceased Great Wolf seeped into the soil of the cave and was swiftly absorbed. The body of the beast lay on the ground silently, as the other beasts came to terms with what had just occured.The eyes of the Great Beasts that were formerly filled with bloodlust were swiftly coated in fear, and several of them stepped back anxiously. Their actions caused Davies to growl in excitement. He slowly lost himself, thinking that his action of killing one of them had been enough to instil cowardice in the hearts of these powerful foes."That's right! Run you cowards!" Davies exclaimed, his voice travelling all through the cave and to the outside world.To the young man the actions of the Great Wolves showed that they had become disillusioned by their strength and had forgotten that they too could be killed. Seeing one of their own die reminded them that they too were mortals, and their fear generated this response
Kylie's eyes were shut as she broke through her limits. Having just discovered her abilities, she had no true idea of the extent of her skills; but in this moment of crisis, she felt her mind open up. She felt her power go beyond the confines of comfortability and reach a new level. She could feel the gaze of a beast upon her; a beast from far away. It was a beast that had pursued her with the intention to consume her before, and she had run away from it; but now Kylie approached the d*mn beast herself. Her mind reached out to the one that wanted her life, for it was this very same beast that Kylie felt could save Davies and herself!"I know you can hear me," Kylie transmitted, as she explored the realms of her power. Her voice was a blast of psychic power, and the white Great Wolf that lay lazily a few hundreds of meters away from the cave, opened one of its eyes to the voice of the one that it had sought to destroy.It looked around for a while with its lone eyeball, before shutting
*Boy, it's your turn now*The large wolf that had taken the throne of the True Alpha walked slowly towards Davies with its head held high. It's mouth was stained with the blood of its fellow Great Wolf, giving it a ferocious appearance, and the light of evil that gleamed in its sinister pair of eyes served to highlight the many atrocities that it had been a centre of since it's ride to the top. Davies had slumped to the ground helplessly. All he could do was stare at the large bestial figure that was approaching him. He tried to will his legs to move; he tried to remind them that he was the one in charge, but they refused to listen to him. No, it was rather that they dared not listen to him. Davies's teeth ground against each other as he trembled, seeing that his fate was to become this beast's meal."I pray that she's safe. At the very least, Kylie must get out of this place alive," Davies tried to find some light in this very bleak situation. Even if he was going to die,he hoped th
*Hehe*The usurper bent its large head and stared at Davies with a mocking grin on its face. It laughed heartily, like a man watching a clown in a circus act. However, within that laughter, a great anger was brewing.*You are quite brave, mortal f**l*The cannibalistic Great Wolf chirped, The temperature in the cave reduced drastically unlike the tone of the usurper Great Wolf. Although it sounded happy, the fact that it called Davies a f**l showed just how much the human had annoyed it. The other Great Wolves whimpered as they retreated even farther away. *Will you let go then mortal, before I snap your head off*The cannibalistic Great Wolf growled, and Davies's body began to shake. The arms that held on to the beast began to sway, as though they had been damped into the icy cold waters of Coccytus. They threatened to slip off, but Davies wouldn't let them. He ground his teeth and bit his tongue. The pain was sharp and blinding, yet it did wake him up. His slipping arms regained th
"Brother""Yes?""What would you do if someone threatened those you love?"A young Kylie lay in a prone position as she questioned her brother who was eagerly reading a book several pages thick. "Oh? Why the sudden question?" Kylan wondered as he pushed his golden rimmed glasses up. He turned to look at his cute little sister with a gaze that seemed to convey that he would not answer her question unless she answered his."Mummy says violence is never the answer, and that there is always a way to solve a problem without resorting to trading fists." Little Kylie had a displeased expression on her face as she spoke. Clearly she didn't believe in her mother's claims."What did Daddy say?" Kylan smiled and gently ruffled his sister's hair, much to her chagrin."I told you to stop messing up my hair big brother," Kylie grumbled as she struggled to pull her brother's larger hand away from her head. Kylan's hand was so huge that Kylie had to use both hands to pry her head free from his gras
Kylie dove toward the large Great Wolf with eyes that were redder than crimson. She should have felt fear, but the fear was suppressed by the rage that bubbled so strongly within her. She should have felt anxiety and should have been nervous to a certain degree; especially when one considered that this was the first time she was facing such a beast on her own. However, every bit of anxiety that would have shackled her confidence was ruthlessly choked by the fury that threatened to consume her should she ignore the fate of her friend who was sprawled on the floor; unconscious but alive.*ROAR*The black Great Wolf was rife with rage. Kylie’s initial slam had made this prideful beast feel inferior for the first time in a long while, and it sought to regain its dignity. With a low grunt it welcomed Kylie’s charge with widely open arms – no, in this case that would be limbs. Its claws gleamed brightly, even in the darkness of the cave, as the evil light in its eyes intensified. Although i
A large Great Wolf comparable to the cannibalistic Great Wolf in size, slowly walked towards the fallen beast. This wolf had beautiful white fur and eyes that gleamed sharply even in the darkness. It moved with majesty, and it's gaze contained the pride of a leader and the scorn of a king. The surrounding wolves hastily made way for the white Great Wolf, and those that dared to stand in its way couldn't help but tumble to the side in a hasty retreat when they looked into the white Great Wolf's eyes. He may have been defeated once, but he was still strong! They instinctively knew from just his gaze that if they were to pounce on him, they would be swiftly defeated!*What are you doing?! I said-**Argh!*The eyes of the black Great Wolf were filled with rage upon seeing his minions retreating. How could they retreat before the beast he had defeated? However, he couldn't even complete his wrath-filled swear because Kylie, who still happened to be underneath him, kept gnawing away at the w
Kylie had another dream. Well, at this point, she spent more time dreaming than she did staying awake; however, this dream was familiar. It was an image she had seen before and one that she did not miss. She did not think she would see this again, but here she was once again, her spirit stranded on this worn-down planet. The red sun in the sky bore down on her and transmitted great heat, for although this was a dream, Kylie could feel the burning fire of the sun. The Legacy candidate of the Lion King tribe tore her eyes away from the sun and cast her eyes to the only figure present on this planet. Unlike her meet dream of this place, there were no enemies today. And unlike the first time, the protagonist of this dream was staring at her.A figure that seemed familiar yet eerily unfamiliar. It was as though she was holding a dystopian mirror before herself, for the person Kylie was looking at was an alternate image of herself. Same face, same figure, same complexion, and the same heigh
“What...is...that?” Razor asked with widened eyes. His arms which held Philip trembled strongly as his transformed skin failed to cope with the scorching heat now present in the hall. Yet even though his fur sizzled and burned, Razor could feel nothing. All that went through his mind was the shock of seeing Kylie in this new form.“Did you know about this?” Jack turned to Davis and asked. “No. Of course not. This is my first time seeing something like this” Davies replied.Both men were stunned by what they were seeing. Jack was using his spear to absorb the heat that threatened to reduce him to ash, for his spear’s origin was related to a creature that loved flames. As for Davies, he was using Jack as a shield by standing as close to him as possible. His response to Jack was not marred with lies, for he indeed had no idea what was going on. He had never seen Kylie in this form before, neither had he seen her radiating so much fury. No...wait. He had seen her show this much anger be
“Those eyes that were formerly lost, are now filled with conviction. They have figured it out.” Bloodlust muttered to herself silently, the pretentious crazed look she had mustered fading into nothingness. Her eyes still held her rage and her quivering from the loss of her brother did not cease, but her hidden wisdom had been pushed to the surface. This change was easy to discern. After all, it was easy to tell when an opponent had suddenly turned cautious.“Don’t worry about her ability to regenerate!” Kylie screamed, not telling the others that Davies held the key to defeating this monster; such a decision would cost them their element of surprise.Unfortunately for Kylie, Bloodlust was keen and sharp. She was unlike her brother. The moment she saw Kylie and Davies exchanging looks and noticed that his demeanour had grown emboldened, she was confident that the two were plotting something. She didn’t know how they had communicated without saying a word, but she would be arrogant to d
Kylie frowned as she watched Bloodlust rapidly approaching. Razor was engaged with the Blood Daemon, keeping her at bay with his powerful blows and tearing her apart with the blades that adorned his arm. Unfortunately, his victim could be so careless with her actions and her attacks. Her swift attacks and careless nature made it difficult for Razor to be as brazen as he usually was, affecting his fighting style. Thankfully, Razor was not alone. Jack was there as well.As someone who had trained more as a marital artist than as a beastman, Jack was more suited to a battle like this. In a battle that required more caution than brazen obliteration of the enemy, Jack was a better fit. Phillip had also crawled out of the wall he had been struck into. While he was not as strong as Razor or as skilled as Jack, he too was used to a more reserved fighting style due to the fact that he had been fighting against opponents stronger than he was for the past few weeks of training prior to the missi
Dark Shadows’ eyes fluttered close as she embraced death. She didn’t think she would die like this but alas, when did she become the decider of her fate? Her greatest delusion had been to underestimate the beastmen because they were young. If she had taken them seriously from the start and actually drawn up a strategy to handle them, even if she had lost, she would have taken half of the team with her. It was unfortunate for the one who ruled these parts to come to this realization while standing on death’s door; however, her death was not filled with only regret.Yes, she had failed to lead properly and caused Slender and Muscles’ death by sending them after opponents who were much too ready for them. Yes, her foolishness and carelessness had led to the death of Breaker, meaning that even if she had survived, the Blood Daemon family would have killed her for her error. And yes, she had brought Bloodlust to tears and broken the spirit of the once reserved girl. These were all things s
For as long as she could remember, she and her brother had been together. From the moment of their birth to the time the family decided that they should go on their pilgrimage, they had been together. That was the life she had grown accustomed to. Her brother’s presence had become a part of her. He was an extension of her image, a mirror that reflected the part of herself that was always suppressed. Her strict nature and bridled character could be maintained because he was free for both of them. Hs carelessness and free spirit made up for her lack of either one thereof, making it easier to reach the level she had reached.Daemons were special. Each one was highly valued, and the Daemon families were powerful in their own right. Much like the Beastmen’s influential tribes, Daemons were the influential families of the Undead, and their elders came from these families. From Speed Daemons to Rage Daemons and Blood Daemons, Daemons were a force to be reckoned with; a force that not even th
“Sh*t” Dark Shadow could not help but swear when she saw Breaker’s head rolling helplessly across the floor.Her eyes flashed coldly as rage and fear overcame every fiber of her being. It was unusual for the two polar opposite emotions to share the same space, but that was exactly what was happening right now. Her eyes sought the figure of the assassin. She wanted to see the one who had been so brave as to venture into her den alone. After all, she didn’t believe that all the beastmen who had been sent this time were assassins. Yet she could not catch a glimpse of the assassin. She roared in rage as she stamped her foot onto the ground, but her rage would not last long. For in no time, a large figure broke through the door of the throne room, blowing it to smithereens, and barged inside with an insidious smile on his face. This person was a beastman covered in spikes. His shaggy mane was reflective of his clan and Dark Shadow knew immediately who was behind this.“The Lion King tribe!
Dark Shadow sat silently upon her throne. Her eyes gazed calmly upon the large chandelier hanging from the centre of the ceiling that had been unused since the time she started living here. After all, what need did an Undead have for light. Whether it was sunlight or artificial light, it did not have a place in their land.“It feels quiet without them here,” Dark Shadow muttered, sighing tiredly.“If Slender and Muscles heard you say this, they would be very pleased,” said an Undead who had just walked into the room.Next to this Undead was another of his kind but of the opposite sex. The two approached Dark Shadow’s throne and knelt before her, offering their respect to their mistress.“Bloodlust greets Mistress Dark Shadow.”“Breaker greets Mistress Dark Shadow.”Looking down upon her two subordinates, Dark Shadow chuckled lightly and gestured for them to stand. These two, Bloodlust and Breaker, were the other two 4 Star Undead under her command. Bloodlust and Breaker were both Bloo
Psycho opened his eyes to the unfamiliar sight of daylight. He squinted naturally, as was expected for a creature more accustomed to the shadows and began to squirm uncomfortably. He wanted to get out of the light and into the darkness. His eyes rapidly sought for shade or shelter, anything that could grant him respite from the scorching heat of the sun that threatened to suck him dry.“Why am I here? And where is the captain?” Psycho wondered as his patched and cracked lips refused to part to even allow him to speak.He didn’t know why he couldn’t move as freely as he wanted, for his eyes were struggling to adapt to the piercing brightness of the sun. He could not see properly. His body just felt unusually heavy. Almost as though there was something keeping him bound. The last time he felt this way was right before he awakened as an Undead. For before he opened his eyes to this world that he knew, his body would not listen to him. Since then, he had clawed his way through the bittern