"She said earth before she started saying how her boyfriend will make us pay. Something about him being some kind of ranger in the army."

Just the news I wanted to hear as I pulled the gag back over her mouth. I grabbed the youngest looking of the girls and dropped her on the table. Retying her feet to her pals knees.

Though I had to give her some credit, she kicked and fought.. I mean struggled pointlessly while I held her leg down to tie them so they spread out and any movement would pull her friends. Something I saw a slave doing to keep his pets from running away. People apparently had low teamwork values.

"Thanks, that's all I needed. If you need anything ask." I said half distracted.

"My brother and sister, can you protect us?" She said while twisting her fingers together.

I nodded as I gave a tugged to the knots before smiling in satisfaction.

"Yeah, pick a room up here and I'll bring you food and water if you don't find your own."

The girl nodded and scurried off. I took that opportunity to search the whole building but found nothing. However, I picked up a male scent and when I stepped outside, I picked up a feeling that there was someone walking about three hundred meters away. Three someones and if I had to guess, one of them was the black haired girl mate.

My feet led me forward even though I wasn't a hundred percent positive that these three were humans and not blue bloods but it didn't matter. I had something to discuss either way.

***

I paused as I got to a crossroads. I could either be the hidden hunter. There were a lot of places I could have chosen as a hidden spot but they were going to be walking straight down the road. So hiding…

My ears cocked up as I caught the sound of glass breaking but I felt nothing coming from the earth. The wind was blowing from the front of me to the back. Which meant scents weren’t coming from behind me.

I walked ahead towards a glass door front. I felt an odd tingle at my neck, leaving me no choice but to throw myself forward.

The glass shattered around me as I rolled to my feet, coming up with my three-headed spear. I noticed an arrow lodge into the ground where I was or whatever stone that was. Looking past the glass windows, I saw three slender forms gliding across the ground towards me.

They held slender blades that reminded me of calvary blades but thinner and bit shorter. I couldn’t help but feel a smidget of guilt at not asking what kind of warriors were here. But I doubt the girls would have given me anything useful without torturing me.

No, it was better to take down the men and get the information from them. Plus I could take revenge for my mate with their deaths and agony.

I rose to my knee as the first one stepped through the door. I didn’t know if he had too much confidences or what, for him to meet me when I am ready and waiting. No matter what thoughts went through his head, my spear shot out with a straight jab.

I saw it in his eyes when he tried to knock my spear off course but the only thing that happened was the three points puncture through his chest. I guess he really never met my kind before. He gripped the spear with his other hand as blood trinkle out of his mouth but his head dropped to his chest.

He was definitely dead.

Even if his heart wasn’t plugged, the other two tips cut into his lung. It was clear when he sag and started spitting up blood.

Yanking the spear out, I spun it to slap an arrow out of the air. I didn’t hear the window shatter but looking at it, there was a neat hole where the arrow passed through. I wondered how strong that bow had to be to send an arrow that fast.

Not bothering with the dying fool, I darted out the door. Blocking two more arrows before I was in front of the two hunters. Their blades came at me at the same time, cutting off my ability to block it with just this spear.

However, I tugged my sword off my hilt as I twisted to block both. They decided not to give me the chance to counterattack. Their blades were so blindingly fast but I noticed that they didn't have my strength. And their blades were taking much more damage than my weapons.

Ha, the materials were indeed different. Them being light wasn’t a blessing when facing an all round hunter like myself. We danced as my original prey showed up but stopped a decent away to watch us. I noticed two of them had sighted us with their crossbows. Not doing a great job of following our movement but that didn’t stop them from trying.

Goddess bless their poor souls.

I snarled as their weapons shattered and I threw myself into the offensive. Whipping my spear around to strike one of them in the side with the body of the spear. The force lifted the warrior up and into the air. I didn’t see where he landed exactly but I knew without a doubt that the other was trying his hardest to flee.

My back twisted slightly as my arm drifted back then launched forward. I didn’t need to see the evidence of the spear to know it pin him into the road material. I wondered if they could make out my grin underneath my thick beard but I am pretty sure they can see my eyes wrinkled up.

Pulling the axe off my belt, I stepped towards the falling warrior.

Ha, he put up an excellent fight. I might have been overwhelmed if that first idiot didn’t underestimate me. I gripped the body of the spear after putting my sword in the sheath. The warrior didn’t even flinch as I tugged out the spear.

I kicked him over and he stared up at me as his hand went to cover the wound in his stomach. He said something low but I didn’t bother trying to understand it. I knew I didn’t speak his tongue. Instead, I brought my axe down on his neck and turned to the first prey I came to stalk.

They had moved a little closer to the turn down on the end of the street. I guess they assumed that one of us would shoot or throw something at them. They would be damn right but not what they thought I would throw.

I put the spear on my back as I pulled off one of the four bolas I had prepared for softer, weaker prey. One of those men said something that I still had no idea what they were trying to get across. Instead of wasting more of their breath, they raised the crossbow and fired.

But the shot went into the air, a warning?

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Ignoring them, I slung the bola and watched as they tried to lazily dodged it. Or maybe they weren’t aware that I was targeting the little area that sat between them and the corner of the stone building. The bigger one of them managed to roll behind some kind of block that sat on the side of the street.

The average build prey ran into my bola and slammed down. The third was a bit to heavyset and barely moved before my second bola tripped him up. I don’t think he was going to be hurting as much as his smaller friend.

My axe snapped up and deflected the bolt that was aimed at the center of my chest. I caught what must have been a curse before more bolts came at me.

Instead of trying to deflect them all, I just rolled to the side and shot up into a sprint. The fear on that fellow face was obvious as I took a slight turn of my heel, sending me zig zagging into different directions.

He lifted the crossbow to shoot another round at me but I was already close enough to whip the crossbow out his hand. Then slammed the heel of my palm into his chin. His body lost all ability to crouch upright, he hit the floor harder than I expected.

I kicked the crossbow away and walked over to find his other friends struggling out of the bola. The fat one actually got it off his ankles as it couldn't wrap around him entirely but he didn’t even run that far.

Shaking my head, I launched my spear into his upper back area. The average friend froze and looked at his fat friend. I heard him start crying next as I crouched down beside him. He turned to look at me and I smiled as I pulled out rope.

There was a flicker of hope on his face as I began tying up his arms and released his legs from the bola. I jerked him to his feet and brought him back over to the big friend. I yanked my spear out his back and left him there, in his piss and tears. Chuckling as I heard some rapid noise from him as we made it to the one I think was the warrior because of his skill with the crossbow.

I tied his hands and legs to my spear then heft it to my shoulder as I began walking back to the real warriors. Well, two dead ones. I forgot to end the one I swatted with the body of my spear.

Oh, well.

Shrugging, I collected their heads and bows plus quivers. Those things were well crafted if they could deal enough damage to make a small pothole into the ground like so.

I trekk home, paying way more attention to any disturbances to the air instead of only the tremors to the ground beneath my feet. The little guy often spoke but I still had no idea what he was saying.

When I got back to the wall in the area, I noticed that the commander blue blood was waiting for me. My knuckles tighten around my spear and rope as he approaches me. I wasn’t worried he would have attacked me as he had no weapons on his person.

In hand to hand, I was quite confident that I could kill him as I still had my sword and axe.

“Ho there, I wanted to talk about mutual agreement.” his gravelly voice sounded like he spent many seasons yelling at fools.

“What kind of agreement?”

While I wanted to kill him, it wasn’t so much as him as that little noble prick. So I was open to hear him out unless what he said was stupid then I would shoot him as he walked away.

He pointed at the trophies on my waist that was still dripping blood.

“I found myself facing some odd creatures that I didn’t see during my time in the service to the King. I am not saying I couldn’t handle it but that I might come across something I can’t handle and it would be better if we go hunting together instead of separate.”

He made sense. If these three warriors teamed up, they might have given me trouble. No, they might have caused me wounds that might allow some other hunter to capitalize.

“We can hunt together.”

His eyes dilated and he held out his forearm before realizing that my hands were full. He nodded and turned to leave, throwing out a name as he moved with a decent gait towards safety.

“My name is Glanmor Charles. See you in the morning.”

I fought the urge to drop the spear and rope and pull off one of these bows. It was the strongest urge I ever had to fight. Just the thought of a prey giving me his back like this was turning my vision red. It was like the light was dimming all around me, but his silhouette was perfectly clear in front of me.

When he disappeared inside of the building, I felt like I was drained of something. It was something I never felt before. I glance at my prey before heading up to my building. The flight of stairs were almost terrible on my legs, definitely carrying this guy who had woken up and decided to wiggle about. I almost dropped him but what if he broke something then I wouldn’t get to torment him and all this work would have been wasted.

I heard that weird noise that was much louder than before but it wasn’t coming from the room that the girls were in. Probably that hunter little girl, I would have to remember to ask for her name.

When I dropped the big fellow on the floor of the room with the girls, they started up all kinds of rackets. Moving about in that limited space like they would be able to do something. Both men started raising their voices but I heard nothing but blah, blah, blah.

I walked into one of the rooms and placed my weapons down and doublet. I checked the storage areas for any summer clothes and found a few but nothing that would fit me. Until I got to the dresser and found a row of pants cut low.

I slide out of my clothes and into the shorts before walking out bare chest. Laughing as they started up again. Knelt down by the big fellow and began undoing the ropes that tied him to my spear but kept his limbs immobile.

I flipped him up onto his knees and parked him by the chair that his average friend sat down on. I took the extra rope from his arms to tie him to the chair with no mobility but his legs. Then I turned to the girls.

My grin grew wider but again, I doubt they saw much with my beard in the way. However, the first thought that went through my head was to show off my talent as a hunter. Yet, they wouldn’t understand me.

So I worked on untying the youngest from the table and legs of the other girls. I tossed her back onto the couch and retired her up before moving onto the black haired girl who struggled and roared through the mouth piece. It didn’t discourage me as I flipped her onto her knees and pulled down her pants.

This got the big fellow yelling but I think he didn’t understand how tight his ropes were as he fell face forward and squirmed on the ground. Probably sprouting shit like he would end me. To be fair, though, I did get turned on by all this struggle. Just the thought of taking something away from a human made me feel relief.

Plus the black hair girl was pretty nice from the back. Round cheeks that hug a rather fat flesh, what man wouldn’t be encouraged seeing such a sight. Definitely as she struggled her muscles flexed, giving me a perfect learning experience of what I was going to enjoy.

The black haired girl waited until I fished myself out of my pants to kick back. I had to admit that would have been perfect timing for any human but I wasn’t human. I slapped her leg hard enough to spin her and elicit a cry of pain. I brought her small bottom back towards me and speared her without further thought.

She was a bit more comfortable than I thought and as I spread my legs, angled for that perfect working posture. I noticed how I pulled some of her out as I arched my back to add a deeper dip to my hips. I gripped the rope around the middle of her back which arched her face off the table. With a powerful hip thrust, I force myself deep within her enough to bend what couldn’t fit. Her neck tensed up as a guttural growl escaped her. Only to grow silent the more I thrust and the faster I got until the sound of our flesh slapping overlapped the cursing coming from her lover.

I would have laughed but a growl that sounded like the purring of a cat, came out of my chest. My lips peeled back and I tasted the sweet air filled with the heavy scent of our connection and their fragrant scents. I might have continued pounding her until my balls released but her ass was already turning more purple than red. So I could only reluctantly pull out and tossed her back onto the couch which elicited a hissing out of her.

I tied her down, so she couldn’t surprise me when I was in the midst of my own stupidity. I turned all the other women around until their asses were facing me then lowered their pants and thrust in. I went to work on all of them until I got to the last one, the smallest of the bunch.

The women went haywire to the point of one of them falling off the couch but squirming towards me. It was mind blowing but I lifted the girl and took a sniff and understood. She didn’t reach her womanhood yet. I tossed her back down and picked up the woman who tried so hard to get my attention. I put her back on the table and lifted her legs against my shoulder as I entered her rather comfortable home.

I worked a little more gently so as not to abuse my trophy but a kind of uncontrollable lust inside of me made me use her through three orgasms. Then I sat down on the table as I stared at her reddened skin as she tried to get her lungs under control. Her ropes were torn along with her clothes but she didn’t even try to get out of her position. Nor did she lower her knees, I guess the pain was overwhelming.