Chapter Seventeen

Emily's POV 

It seems he's a fool. I was giving him the chance to escape, but he dared challenge me.

"What happened to running? Do you really think you can avenge her death?" He asked, making me slowly raise my head.

"You better run away while you still can. I don't want to have to do this," I tried to speak straight, pushing back the hunger that lingered inside of me. My hands were shaking, but he still didn't get the memo.

"Less talking, more killing!" Maron growled, rushing towards me with all of his might, but I closed my eyes, and held my breath.

My single action allowed him to actually get me. His claw scratched my face, making blood trickle down my face. 

"What is it. Are you scared? Don't you want to die with honour like your precious Emilianna?" He said her name, and I felt my temperature growing higher.

My hands were fisted, and my chest moved fast like my drumming heartbeat.

"How dare you?!" I roared, but instead of him getting scared, he laughed, which caused me to open my eyes.

However, he scoffed. "You think I'm scared of you? I'm not! I'm going to end you here and now!"

My eyes windened. I immediately grabbed his hands mid-air, and unlike Emilianna, my hands didn't shiver like he had expected.

"What, how come?" He asked, but I used my tongue to whip my lips. The veins in his neck was pulsating.

I pushed him away, and instead of attacking, I started to run. However, instead of him to stay back, he started running after me.

"No! No! Stay back!" I screamed, but he kept running with the intent to kill me. I knew he wanted to actually kill me.

"I said stay back!" The beserker took over me totally, prompting me to stop. Throat danced as I swallowed the lump in them, and instead of running like I did before, I started moving towards him, causing him to take a rough stop.

His chest moved, and I swallowed, wanting to rip out his heart.

My teeth were gnashed together, and I was shaking dreadfully. "You hardly have the chance to leave you fool, but you decided to stay. Now, you're going to have to pay for it with your life." 

He laughed, his voice echoing through the forest. "You think I'm scared? I'm n--" He roared, but his voice got stuck in his throat because I had grabbed his throat so fast that didn't him didn't see me coming.

"Not so loud now, huh?" I pressed harder, breathing hard. My eyes stared into his, and I saw fear, but it was way too late.

Immediately I sniffed him, I felt joy inside of me. He smelled so much better than the squirrel I had yesterday.

In order to kill him, I needed to tire him out first, so I tossed him aside, making him crash into the trees.

"Ugh..." He growled, trying to he's to get on his feet but when he finally got to the place, I noticed there was something happening with him.

He was weaker than usual, or maybe it was because I was much stronger now. My hands were fisted. I needed more than just to actually have him. I wanted his flesh, I wanted to see his blood.

Without wasting much time, I rushed to where he was, and grabbed his neck. Lifting him up wasn't so hard and it made me feel stronger.

"What happened to you, how did you get so strong? There's something you are definitely not telling me!" He struggled to speak, veins on my head. My hands are shaking violently, but I thought killing him so easily wasn't a deserving punishment for a person like him.

"I'm going to make sure you suffer. I'm going to make sure you pay for killing Emiliana and for soiling your hands. I have you the chance to escape, but you thought you were smart enough to fight me?" 

I slammed his head against the three, causing him to growl. He clenched his teeth together to mask his pain, but it wasn't so hard to restart the pain all over again.

I kept banging his head until I finally was able to make him immobile, then i let him go.

Blood gushed out from his head, and he fell to his knees the moment I let go of his neck." 

"P-please..." He muttered like a person in pain. Of course he should feel the pain I went through. He deserved every bit of it.

"You think begging is going to spare you? I gave you the chance to actually escape my wrath, but you came along. Now, I'm going to eat your flesh!" 

His eyes widen and he shook in fear. It seemed like he was finally able to understand what I was talking about.

"You're a beserker!" He growled, and I smirked. My lip were pressed together, and I stared at him with a maniac look on my face.

"You have finally understood," I explained with the happy look on my face.

"But how? How did you turn into this hideous creature, how are you able to get this strong?" He asked, and was breathing hard. It seems like he knew what I was talking about. He wasn't going to survive it. 

"Let me go. You better let me go!" He tried to stand on his feet, but I landed a blow on his chin, one that caused his body to land on the ground.

"Aw, aw.. ugh!" He growled in numerous kinds of words. It didn't matter.

"You're going to have to die remembering that you oppressed the wrong person." 

Immediately I said that, I grabbed his clothes and raised him up so he could look into my eyes. Then I forced my hands into his chest, using my claws to rip out his heart.

When I did that, I let him go, allowing his limb body to fall on the ground. 

At the end, I gaped at his heart, my body urging me to take a bite. 

When I was unable to resist, I bit into it and soon finished his flesh, leaving behind nothing but bones.

"No, no! What have I done?" I cried once I suddenly returned back to normal.