Chapter 004: Path of the Kings - Part 3
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"You don't know who you are dealing with! You are doing a grave mistake!"
A fully armored man has his back against the wall. Behind him, a beautiful lady is hiding and shivering from fear. Five dead bodies littered the floor beside her. All the heads were cut off from the bodies. The gore of battle painted the rough walls and a blooded atmosphere permits the air.
"Let us go and I will consider pardoning your foolishness, just this once!" Once again the man shouted, all the while maintaining his defensive stance.
*ching
The sound of a sharp sword cut through the air, followed by a thud as the lifeless body of the fully armored man fell on the floor, its head rolling farther away from it.
The now, six dead men were the ones who run hastily towards the tunnel and are responsible for protecting the shrine maiden. They bolster impressive defensive and countering capabilities, however, they could not effectively use their skills after they fell into a perfect ambush by fast moving enemies who outnumbered them, two to one.
Nimrod looked at the decapitated head of the commanding officer. Anger can still be clearly seen on its eyes while the blood continues to drip from its decapitated neckline. Surprisingly, this view made Nimrod unusally calm. Infact, he somewhat felt energized. He could feel his senses getting sharper, specially near the dead bodies.
"Lucian, take the Shrine Maiden with you and bring her to the Chôshek Temple. I will give you command over the initiates."
"Yes sir!" A man sounded out as the command was given.
"The rest of us will go and and make sure no request for reinforcement to the Ôryôm Temple will be sent from the battlefield. Now, proceed as planned."
"Yes Sir!"
Nine men left the area, leaving only Nimrod and two other guys. In front of them, is the Shrine Maiden. Although she is afraid, she made every effort not to show any sign of weakness. She knew these men will not kill her. But considering how far she had travelled already, dieing by exhaustion may very well be the first that will happen to her. Nimrod seemed to be the only one to to notice how tired the maiden is.
"Are you okey?" Nimrod asked. He kneeled beside the Maiden when…
*swoosh, swoosh, swoosh
Three kicks flew right at him, he barely evaded the fist two by rolling and jumping backwards when the third kick came right at him. Nimrod tucked both his hands in defense as he flew, meters away from where he jumped. He manage to stopped the momentum by tumbling backwards multiple times, rather awkardly, his face hiting the ground several times.
"Uuugggghhh…"
His whole body, is in pain! He felt as if a massive truck had hit him, throwing him off the road. Fortunately though, the armour and robe protected him from receiving fatal injury. Though his head hurts and his visions blurry, it appears he did not receive severe concussion or a broken limb.
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Nimrod looked in front and he saw Lucian's intimidating gaze. Lucian's left hand revealed a blooded dagger. Nimrod saw the other hooded person is now lying on the floor.
"Why?" Nimrod, once again could not comprehend what happened. He wanted to ask, why these test is so unfair. Isn't it natural for NPC's or AI's abilities to be weak on the early parts? Naturally, Lucian could not read what Nimrod is thinking.
"You ask why as if you are not aware of her value. You who tried to get a sniff of the maidens purity, dare to ask why! Insolence! You will not have a taste of her." Lucian smirked.
"Had it not for your agreesive and proactive gestures, me and this guy would not have opted to act. Your greed gave us chance and we are not one to miss such opportunity. Luckily, I killed him first!" Lucian kicked the dead body away.
Lucian looked at Nimrod and said, "The royals won't miss a bastard prince like you. Now I'll kill you!" He darted straight towards Nimrod.
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"You fight like a child! Ha, I can't believe you passed as an initiate! You are just a bastard who know nothing but to hide behind your father's name!" Lucian is angry. He was pointing a bloodied dagger to Nimrod. "Where is your basic, get back to basic! I can't believe the Old Trainer let you out on a mission!"
In a blink of an eye, Lucian have slashed the dagger ten times. Nimrod could only cry out loud as he could not see when his arms and legs were slashed, often he would roll on the ground to try and evade the attacks. He should have died a hundered times already had it not for Lucian purposely missing fatal areas. However, the effects of his attacks could not be denied as Nimrod can be seen to be missing chunks of flesh. Apparently, Lucian's attacks maximize pain receptors than lethal damage. Nimrod's body is covered in holes and lacerations. Blood is oozing from his body while purple cuts can be seen to be scattering through out his body.
"You already sluggish moves has now become completely still! What a waste of time and resources, you are a disgrace to our kingdom! A disgrace to our profession!" Lucian looked at Nimrod, his eyes losing interests. "I can't believed the paralysis poison worked on you! Ha, I don't have to waste my time with you! You'll die anyways." Lucian slowly went away from him.
Nimrod remained tense. He did not dare trust Lucian to leave him alive. He slowly moved backwards until he touched the cold wall. He was very tired. He was so tired that his eyes are falling even as his whole body is in pain. A few minutes later, Nimrod fell asleep to the sounds of smutty moans.
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*crunch, crunch
*slurp, slurp
Cruching sound echoed followed by a tingling scream. The scream gets louder during and every after crunching sound. A woman's crying voice could also be heard. The cries carried the unbearable anguish the woman is experiencing.
"As expected, the energy is intact if the source is alive." Lucian spoke while raising what remains of the shrine maiden's right leg. He kept it near his mouth. Then…
*Crunch
*Kyaaaaa!!!!
Another crunching sound echoes followed by a tingling scream. Lucian has been tearing and eating the shrine maiden bit by bit. He would also pour red liquid to the wounds which would fry the surface tissues, forcefully healing it. The shrine maiden would always lose consciousness during this process and everytime, Lucian would put a foul oinment on her nose to wake her up. He did that a few more times, and now all four of the shrine maiden's limbs were consumed.
Lucian looked at the limbless figure in front of him. "To think you'd still looked stunningly beautiful even when you are completely amputated. It is unfortunate, I'll still have to eat you even after you give your all to me. I won't forget the pleasure I felt when I pound myself in you." Lucian grabbed on the sphere located on shrine maiden's chest. He then twisted it clockwise.
*clank
As if on cue, the sphere detaches from the robe that the maiden is wearing then…
*swish
The cloth retracted into four direction where small orbs are located, leaving the shrine maiden naked. The small orbs then flew towards the sphere that is now in Lucian's hands. The shrine maiden's body glinted in shiny silver showing how delicate and smooth she is. Her figure is perfect, the lumps in her chest sculpted a perfect mold, ordinary human would die happily by simply looking at it.
"It would have been better if you took off your clothes earlier."
Of course, Lucian is not an ordinary human and cannot be tempted by such images. He threw away the sphere in his hands and feasted on the shrine maiden.
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