Arkum was facing off against the Yllamite, it was a grotesque monster, unlike the other scorn monsters that resemble animals the Yllamite was far off. A flesh ball with 8 appendages filled with veins and massive eyes above a mouth that would disappear if it closed its mouth. The Yllamite isn't a soft monster either, being tough as the stone it could deflect most attacks.
“And you're intelligent as well… that's a problem.”
Arkum stared down the Yllamite, its massive eye looking down at Arkum. Their staredown only lasted a minute as the Yllamite's appendage swept the floor Arkum previously stood on.
The Yllamite is fast but Arkum is no slower. Before the attack could even hit he was already dodging. Though the attack seems concerning, the Yllamite was covered in energy, and its entire body is like the murky waters of the swamp for Arkum.
Every sweep of its appendage would destroy boulders and its skin would be impenetrable. It knows this fact, it looked down at the human who, by instinct, it knows as prey looked back at it.
It couldn't help but feel its blood boil, such a weak prey dared to stare back at him. It felt that it was outrageous for the prey to fight back. It just swung its appendage towards it with killing intent.
The prey dodged it effortlessly,
!?
And it struck back, sending it back to several trees, making the poor trees crash down with a snap. It felt a sharp pain in its body, surprise riding in its one large eye.
It started glaring at the human that caused the pain, a prey with a stick.
***
Arkum swiftly slashed his spear creating a gush of wind. The Yllamite who is aware of his strike used its appendage to block as swiftly as he moved.
-clang!
Arkum moved and the air roared, unable to keep him in place. He swung his spear, thrust it even, his speed is not something a mere mortal could do.
The onlookers, observers, could not even clearly see Arkum's image which was blurring from the speed he moved, the Yllamite which was his opponent was the only one who could go toe to toe with this speed.
Everyone who was watching the battle was in awe.
All of the human hunters have no understanding of what a Yllamite is, but the Orcs do, exactly one would think, a monster. They could at least tell what kind it was according to its name from the system they have. A [Scourge] monster will not leave any flesh behind once killed, [Scorn] Monsters will display one thing, contempt.
The Orcs understand the trouble of hunting monsters, they have no animal counterparts so knowledge of how they reproduce is not known. Monsters that came out of the dungeon are not known to be fertile and able to reproduce so most of the time the monsters that are known to reproduce are met with extreme prejudice.
Fighting a monster would make you forget things, and how hard to fight them, it would take three Orc warriors blessed by the goddess of Earth or 4 Orcs and 4 Orken mages to defeat a Yllamite, but that's with losses.
That’s why they couldn't help but express awe at Arkum who was matching the monster in both speed, agility and power!
—Whoosh! Whoosh!
The air split apart as the Yllamite's appendages sliced through the air as it tried to reach for Arkum. But too bad Arkum is fast, and he isn't going slower anytime soon.
"Screech!"
Arkum attacked as soon he saw an opening; he aimed his spear where the Yllamite stood but it disappeared as soon as he attacked. Leaving a cone-like shape on the ground opening into a crater.
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He soon jumped away as soon as he felt danger, however, the assault wasn't done yet. Multiple thin appendages followed which were dodged by a margin.
"Don't keep watching, Move!"
One of the Orcs screamed, he was right with his words, staying in the same place was a risk in itself. After all, they're within a forest filled with the most dangerous monsters.
And they are moving slowly. Which is not good. After the scream of the Orc, they started moving, eager to get out of the Demon Forest.
"Screech!"
The Yllamite kept attacking, its attacks seemed harsher as it seemed frustrated. It had never met its match before, so now it was struggling with frustration.
"Screech!"
It voiced out, if it can't defeat its prey with the usual tactics then it would with its magic.
To Arkum's surprise, the Yllamite backed off if it was the usual he would've hunted it down but he had a group to protect so he also backed off and ran back from a distance from the rest.
Wary of the Yllamite that backed off, he kept an eye and made sure it didn't do anything out of his sight. He momentarily stopped in his tracks as he felt it.
The Yllamite climbed a tree to secure high ground and its eye was glued open. Its bloodshot eye stared at Arkum and he felt it.
The heat suddenly rose in his stomach and energy around that area started getting erratic. Out of instinct he filled his spear with his energy and thrust it forward.
—BOOM!
Red light sparked and the surrounding area burst into flames. The trees cracked and split in half, the green grass burned and the air was hard to breathe.
Arkum felt sweat run down his cheeks and cold down his spine. His spear was raised with his energy applied to it. If he didn't block the way he did, the people behind him would've died.
Arkum looked at the monster in front of him. He felt a tinge of fear. This monster is intelligent, this was solidified in his impression.
He felt convinced that he shouldn't let this monster live, or else it would bore grudges. Something that might bring harm to his family, and his village in the future.
The Yllamite looked at Arkum with bloodshot eyes, just as Arkum was about to dash, another set of beams was shot at him. Arkum blocked with a spear only to be shot again.
The Yllamite attacked with vigour, the beam of dangerous light kept basking Arkum with deadly energy, which he blocked with all of his might. The Yllamite watched as Arkum struggled, it elated him that the prey that it was struggling with was now struggling in front of it.
It kept going, it wanted the thing that made it annoyed so much to suffer. Though, thankfully, since its focus was on Arkum the moving group was successfully gone from the site.
—Shing! Boom!
Though, it did not know at the time. Arkum was now free from defending them. Arkum moved forward dodging to the left and then dashing forward.
The beams that the Yllamite is using kept pouring out, it was raining red beams that were only for Arkum. But despite that, he managed to dodge and not a single block happened.
The Yllamite had a sense of urgency, it kept pouring out the magic that it was born with and it forgot two things. Its eyes are starting to dry and its energy is starting to run out.
When it noticed this it was already late. Arkum was at the bottom of the tree and his spear was already swinging.
—Crackle!
The tree's base got destroyed and it started toppling over, the Yllamite in panic tried to jump over to the next tree. But something I didn't expect to happen.
—Boom!
A strong gust of wind hit the Yllamite and threw itself off course, Arkum just thrust in the air and the energy he released made its way to the Yllamite.
—thud!
The Yllamite stumbled as the gust of strong wind hit it flat in the face, it was disoriented as it tried to regain its sense of balance. It did so within a second.
Just as it whipped its head towards Arkum, it realized that the fight was getting dire, it was fighting Arkum and was learning strategies, but Arkum was doing the same, it realized that the beams it released were just the same as the gush of wind Arkum was doing. He was mimicking the beam. They were on par when it came to fighting. But Arkum was more older and experienced than a monster that came out a few months ago.
The fight ended just like that. Arkum knew that the reason why the monster didn't die when he hit it back then was because he aimed for the thick skin.
—Squish!
Now he aimed at the eye of the monster, piercing it thoroughly, but unable to pierce to the other side. Its skin is remarkably tough.
After confirming that the Yllamite was dead he looked back, the Orc People had moved along and he was the only one remaining. He was about to run back and reunite with the group when he looked at the Corpse of the Yllamite.
"hmm…"
Maybe it's by the whim of the world or other forces, but Arkum didn't leave it behind. He lifted it and ran, then reconnected with the Orcs.
They were at the edge of the forest when he reunited with them, they all seemed safe and sound. The hunters and warriors didn't have problems when fighting against the Scorn Bears, causing no casualties.
***
[Year 12]
That's what happened whilst I was gone huh, I went ahead and checked Arkum's status with my Follower panel. And to my heavens did it surprise me?
His Might is over 250+ and everything else is 100+ except for luck which was over 90+ It surprised me. This man is a demigod in the making!
Well, I won’t do anything about it they might need him soon as I felt the surge in rising monsters, and yes, it's still rising. By it looks, Foreline Village might not make it if I didn't do anything about it. I could make my Realm but a problem presented itself.
I'm a lesser god. Above deities but below the standard of a god. A lesser. I could change that by converting 100 soul energies to soul points. By then I need a thousand SP to convert to a minor god, which I was supposed to start with, curse those other gods.
“Oh, by the way, Lazarus.”
“Yes, Father?”
“Your love story. Let's hear it.”
Lazarus blushed. Ah, to embarrass your child, what a good feeling.