I didn't know his name, I didn't know where he came from or where he was going, I didn't know what race he was, I had no idea where he got his weapons or armor, I had no idea where he got those potions or poisons, I didn't know where he learned those words or concepts either.
But one thing was certain: somehow, he knew what to do. No matter who the god was that sent him to that place, he would fulfill his duty.
He will fight and win, he will kill him slowly as it should be, it doesn't matter who he was before but what he will do and what he will become now.
He will kill the humans, as the rules dictate.
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Are you laughing?
-“Oohh…”-
The elf started running towards me, and I have no idea where he pulled out those two daggers the size of my arm, or where he had them hidden. But one thing is certain: I really don’t want to be stabbed with one of those. I’m sure I’d be torn in two. No way!
-Doesn’t matter.-
I started running to the left side of the room; this place is a good size, plus the elf is on the other side of the room, so it will take a few seconds for him to reach me.
-Right.-
I rolled to the right only to see... What!? Is that acid? And some strong stuff, considering it’s corroding the metal. No way!
-Down.-
That was close. If I hadn’t ducked at that moment, I’d be skewered by that dagger. Considering it’s now stuck in the metal wall, he certainly threw it with some force. What are you? Tom Stoltman’s bastard son?
"*******"
The elf seems to be enjoying this, the little bastard. Anyway, I need options. I certainly don’t want to get close, with his throwing strength, I don’t want to find out how hard he hits, especially with those metal gloves. The only option is to run towards the door the bastard came from and try to escape; I’ll have time to think about my situation later.
"BANG"
Shit, is that a smoke bomb? It definitely is a smoke bomb. I can’t see anything. Damn, whatever, I’ll run in the general direction of the door.
"tap tap tap tap tap"
-Left!-
"COURT."
Oh, that’s bad.
“FUCK, THIS IS BAD!”
Fuck, fuck, the smoke cleared a little, but considering this is a closed room, I shouldn’t expect the smoke to clear much more. I’m lying on the ground right now, not sure what he stabbed me with, but it went right through my leg. Where are my damn bandages?
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"RIP"
Finally found the bandages. I’ll try to plug the hole by stuffing in the bandages, though it’ll only be temporary.
"BANG"
...
…
Huh? Where am I? My vision is really blurry. Oh, it’s like that time I had to jump from the third floor of a building; I didn’t land well and ended up smashing into the concrete.
"********"
Huh? Who’s that? I don’t remember expecting any visitors today.
"GLUG!"
Aaah... Am I drowning?... AAH, I’M BEING STRANGLED!
" "
-Right arm.-
I try to reach my right arm; since that incident, I’ve never left home without my knives... my vision is getting even blurrier than before.
"COURT."
"**"
Aaah... I’ve got my knife stuck in my right eye... it’s certainly a new sensation. No one’s ever done that to me before. I’m starting to get sleepy…
"COURT."
"****"
-“Did you think you had killed me?”-
I got up with my last bit of strength and started running toward where that thing came from. He certainly didn’t like me returning the favor to his eye, the little bastard. That’s a rookie mistake: never get close to someone who might have more weapons or knives.
"BOM."
I momentarily looked back, just to see the little bastard running toward me with his... What!? His eye is regenerating? You little bastard! I completely lost my eye, and you’re telling me you can recover yours just like that? Doesn’t matter, just a few more meters and I’ll be there.
"KYAA!"
That was close, I almost got a delivery of acid to my face. Right now, I’m ignoring my cuts due to the adrenaline and because.
it’s not our first time getting cut.- but it certainly wouldn’t be pleasant, not to mention I’d end up on the floor crying because of the acid.
"*****"
The elf shouted something at me, but I ignored it as I entered the door. For now, all I see is a somewhat long hallway. Certainly, with two holes in my body, I won’t get far. My mind is still dazed, and I think some weird liquid is coming out of my nose, which is never a good sign, not to mention that the sensation on my left side is completely paralyzed.
"TAP TAP TAP TAP"
Ohh, the elf is getting closer, which is normal since the bastard, thanks to his regeneration, is good as new. How unfair life is!
Can’t I just appear in a nice forest full of fairies and spirits or something? But nooo, I have to show up in a weird room with a bastard elf who looks more like a gnome because of his skin color. Of course, I’m not saying the skin color is weird, that’s just for the bastard elf. Anyway, I see that further ahead, there’s some kind of wooden door, slightly ajar. I’m sure that’s the exit from this madhouse.
"BAM."
I slammed the door open with my shoulder, only to find my sweet freedo... WHAT!? THIS IS A ROOM!? What the... There are no more doors here, and I’m pretty sure I didn’t miss any hallways.
"TAP TAP TAP TAP."
Well, and the bastard is getting closer. Whatever, I’ll barricade myself right here. I proceeded to close the door, which had a medieval style and even a board to bar it. Well, some luck, huh! Once closed, I tried to move some of the furniture but without success. I guess you can’t move things weighing dozens of kilos while half dead, huh?
"Clonk!"
Well, I guess the bastard is already here.
"CLONK!"
Wuaa, that’s some hit... this door won’t break, right? Damn, I curled up against the door, trying to hold it shut, only to be thrown about a meter back. I’m screwed, aren’t I?
"CRACK!"
Oh, well... that’s bad, isn’t it?