Chapter 62 - Clop clop Mother fucker
Again? He’d gotten caught by the rune again? He had hoped it was just a thing that Gael did, instead of a common defensive measure. Aiden must have thought he was too well hidden to need it before now. Which was pretty stupid since hiding in a random massive hole in the ground was pretty fucking conspicuous.
“Well, well, well, look who came to visit.” Aiden stepped out of a doorway dramatically as if it was a huge reveal that he was there. “At least you saved me the effort of trying to find you.”
Mason rolled his eyes and smirked. “You can knock off the cool evil villain’s entrance routine. It doesn’t work quite so well after I watched you nearly piss yourself, not even 10 minutes ago.”
Aiden’s face reddened, the rage from earlier returning, “So it was you!”
The man had grovelled and begged to someone he saw as lesser than him and now he was incredibly embarrassed. Mason couldn’t help but egg him on.
“Yeah, no duh, how about you get rid of the rune and fight me like a man,” Mason shouted, subtly opening the life of the Trunk so Mayry would hear the commotion. In a mock baby voice, he added, “Or are you too scared?”
Nearly frothing at the mouth now, Aiden shouted back, “Or, how about I keep the rune active, and you die like the pissant little shit you are.” Aiden lifted his hand, and a wave of a now familiar dizziness hit Mason.
He had been expecting it this time and powered through. With most of his Chaos abilities unavailable, he would need to rely solely on the training he had gotten from Lyvan, his stats and anything he had in his Inventory. He wasn’t entirely sure what Mayry was doing or how much she knew about what was going on. He could really use her help, though, as at least some of her Elemental abilities were linked to her demonic side, and he doubted the rune was powerful enough to stop them from working.
Aiden charged towards Mason brandishing a long sword, using the instincts battered into him over and over again by Lyvan, Mason managed to dodge and slash his dagger at the man, catching him in the side.
The ‘Other’ grunted in pain and held his hand over the wound; his hand glowed, and a moment later, all the damage was gone.
He could heal himself; of course, he could bloody heal himself.
Deciding he needed to see what the hold up was with Mayry, he shut the lid of the Trunk and kicked it through a doorway into an empty room. He threw one of his flashbang spheres and dived into the same room as the Trunk.
The sphere went off, followed by a grunt of pain from Aiden.
Mason quickly stuck his head in the chest and shouted, “Mayry, where the bloody hell are you.” Straining his neck he saw that she was passed out on the couch snoring. The absolute audacity! He was out here, with no powers, fighting for his life, and she had decided to take a power nap!
Mason heard Aiden kick in the door to one of the other rooms.
“Where are you, you little bastard?! There is nowhere to run, only one way in or out.” Aiden shouted.
“Mayry! Wake the heck up! I need you!” Mason shouted into the Trunk. No answer came back, so he stuck his head further into the trunk. Now he could see Mayry better, and he realized she was partially transformed into her demon state. Her Father had said something about her powers slowly revealing themselves, and this was probably a part of that. A heads-up about the random narcolepsy would have been appreciated, though.
Okay, okay. He could get them out of this. What did he have? He had his stats and his Inventory.
Aiden seemed to be about as fast as he was, but he had told them that he considered himself a support class, meaning he probably didn’t have many attack-based abilities.
So far, he had seen him use a dizziness-inducing ability and a self-healing one. Apart from that, his abilities were completely unknown. He also had at least some training with the sword. If it were just a sword fight, with no abilities on either side, he would put his money on himself coming out on top. With all the training he had done with Lyvan, he had become pretty good with the blade, while Aiden seemed competent at best. The problem was Aiden could surprise him at any time by pulling out an ability Mason hadn’t known about.
Before he could come up with any sort of plan, the door to the room he was in was kicked out. Another wave of nausea hit him, almost making him puke.
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A short sword appeared in his hand just in time to deflect a strike from Aiden that would have cut his head clean off. Thanks to his encounter with the Harpies, his once amazing armour was full of holes and tears. It left him feeling far more vulnerable than he had in a long while. He slammed the hilt of the sword upwards at Aidens nose. A cracking noise let him know he had managed to break it. The ‘Other’ fell back and held a glowing hand up to his face; Mason took a step forward, intending to take advantage of the injured man before he healed. Aiden held up his other hand, and Mason walked into an invisible barrier. Mason growled in annoyance. This must be what it is like to fight him. How many abilities did this asshole have.
He started punching the invisible barrier, trying to break through. Aiden scurried out of the room, his hand still glowing over his nose. It seemed the man wasn’t much of a fighter and couldn’t handle being in pain, probably stemming from an overindulgence in his healing ability.
The invisible barrier finally broke, and Mason made to follow the other man out of the room to continue the fight. He was hit with a wave of golden light that scorched his skin where it hit. He clenched his teeth, trying to power through the pain, but the longer he was exposed, the worse it got. Checking his health bar, he saw the attack wasn’t doing much damage, but damn, did it hurt.
Fine, if Aiden wanted to attack from a distance, Mason could play that game. too.
He withdrew his depression-inducing Bow.
Bow of the Dreadwood Tree (Uncommon) - In a distant land, there exists a graveyard. In this graveyard, a single tree grew. This tree absorbed all the hatred and sorrow of the dead buried below it. From a branch of this tree, this bow was crafted. Landing a hit on an enemy with this bow will either cause rapid necrosis or spontaneous depression. Undead are immune to these effects.
Aiden had really pissed him off. If he did manage to hit the fucker he wasn’t sure which effect he was hoping for. Necrosis would hurt like a bastard but would be a relatively easy heal; depression, however, would mean the man would suffer before Mason ended him.
Where had that thought come from? Damn, he was really getting malicious; if he wasn’t careful, this world was going to have its very own supervillain.
Peeking out from behind his cover, Mason immediately ducked his head back to avoid getting hit with the golden light. Thankfully, the attack didn't move at this speed of light; otherwise, dodging it would be pretty much impossible. It was strange to see slow-moving light; it was as if he was watching a video slowed down a million times.
He peeked over again and saw Aiden duck behind a door on the opposite side of the room with the hole in the ceiling. Hah got him. Mason placed an arrow into the bow and drew back as far as he could, aiming at the wooden door; the arrow should be sharp enough to pierce the door. If Aiden had his back against the door. The arrow should still hit him and inflict one of the two effects.
The first arrow disintegrated mid-air as it passed through the golden light. The second arrow he shot hit the door but bounced off. It wasn't until the third that Mason realised that Aiden had put up another invisible barrier.
Annoyed that giving Aiden depression was suddenly not going to happen, he instead aimed at the glowing rune that caused the Vulnerable affliction and tried shooting it, only for that arrow to also be deflected by another barrier.
God, this was frustrating. When he killed Aiden, he really hoped he would get the barrier ability. He felt like he could get pretty creative with it, in combat and out.
He wanted to test out the reward he had gotten after killing a unicorn, and now was as good a time as any. The item was called a Clop Wand, but what it actually was still confused him. At first, he thought it was the Unicorn’s horn, but while it was hard, it was more fleshy than the bone-like protrusion that had been on the unicorn’s head.
Clop Wand.
Item - Clop Wand (Very Rare)
This Clop wand comes from the body of a Unicorn. It contains 50 charges of the ability Rainbow Acid. Pointing the wand at an enemy and using the activation phrase, ‘Clop clop’, will trigger the spell.
Sticking his head around the corner, he aimed the wand at where he knew Aiden was hiding and shouted, “Clop clop, Mother fucker.” He couldn’t see the barriers that were protecting Aiden, but he doubted they were airtight, so the acidic rainbow gas should still get to him. If his barrier was air tight, he would still need to come out for air, eventually.
The wand pulsated in his hand and a large amount of rainbow coloured goop shot out. As it made contact with the air it fizzed and turned into a gas that spread through the room and towards Aiden’s hiding place.
There was a shout of pain, several very creative curses and then screaming. Aiden came out from behind his cover covered in burns and blisters.
He watched as the acid continued to make contact with Aiden’s flesh, making it sizzle and melt. He screamed out at the pain and kept to trying to heal himself. A glow emanated from his hand, but each time, it flickered after only a few moments. The pain from the acid was too intense for him to concentrate enough for the healing ability to function. Pretty certain there was no way for Aiden to make a comeback, he stopped watching the grotesque scene and instead looked at the wand, impressed at its effectiveness.
He heard a creak and saw Mayry stick her head out of the Trunk. She had gone through several slight changes. Her eyes had gone from blue to pink, her red hair had darkened to auburn and her skin had gained a slight reddish hue.
She yawned and stretched her arms, revealing that she had also gained a small amount of muscle that hadn’t been there before. Mason decided not to point out the change right away and instead wait until they were somewhere less filled with acid.
Of course, now that the fight was over, she had woken up. “Did you get enough sleep, princess?” he asked with an amused smile.
Ignoring his words completely, her eyes immediately locked on to the wand in his hand, her mouth open and closed in amazement. “Mason… How…? Where…?“
She struggled to formulate sentences more than a single word long. She was probably in awe at how awesome a weapon he had. She mumbled a few more things to herself before she finally settled on. “Mason, why do you have Unicorn’s dick in your hand?”