Chapter 24 - Surrogate Mothers Protection.
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In between the sad weeps of the girl clung to my chest were sounds of rustleing. Leaves on the forest ground echoed around us, flickers of the camp light showed little gr.. No, they weren’t green. They were grey. Grey eyes closing in on us.
I don’t think she noticed, and I’m not sure I want her to. The eyes being showed were numerous, I couldn’t count that high, they stalked us in the night, 10.. 20.. No.. I counted at least 50 pairs of eyes before I gave up. Moving in the darkness, following my movements ever so slightly.
Suddenly, time pretty much stopped. It must be Wise Being kicking in. What's going to happen? From where? Is it a another god forsaken bolt? I finally landed my eyes on a giant fucking spear that was hurled from the darkness.
What do I do? Its aimed right for me, moving slowly hovering in the air. What action would be best? It’s aimed for my chest.. Right.. Where the girl is.
I tried to dodge but I guess my Agility is too low to move quick enough, even in slow motion . I felt like I was in stone armor, too heavy to wear, I could hardly make any movments. The option must be to drop the girl. Wait.. I’d die.
This choice appeared because I will die. No fuck you, I am not throwing this little girl to stop that spear, you can eat my asshole and go straight to the depths of hell. There must be another option! There fucking must be..
It was never my suggestion to throw the girl to block the spear, you managed that on your own. Crude, but it would work.
I had all the time in the world, it was moving slowly, but still had some pace, finally having a thought, that was risky, but maybe worth it. I couldn’t move out the way fast enough, I couldn’t sacrifice the girl either, but I don’t want to die. If I die this girl will too.
“Shhss little one” was muttered in slow motion as I worked my plan out.
Not having any other option, I gently cut along the girls arm with my sword, If I dropped her out the way, I’d die, but If I had as much blood as I could manage, maybe I wouldn’t. Carefully I cut in slow motion along her right arm. I’m positive I’m going to hell.
My aura rose, my yellow aura with bright flickers were now mixed with red from the blood, the atmosphere thickened beyond belief, slowly the spear was inching towards me. With what I thought to be enough blood, I dropped the girl from my arms
The moment my hands let go of her, time continued, Swoosh the sound of the world continued the spear shot right through my spine while the air behind it lay distorted, slightly above the girl's head. it was almost as long as my body, blood splurted out in a pool forward onto the poor child.
My bones cracked and creaked as I stood my ground. I projectile coughed blood in front of me, I heard the sound of a girl screaming below me. Not yet, my time is not yet. Looking directly in front of me already stood death, with an odd expression. I started pulling the spear off me.
Seconds went by as I screamed, my own blood was covering me, filling me with unspeakable thoughts, more leaves rustled as the grey goblins surrounded us.
One was huge, had some actual type of armor on, and more spears dangling from his back, these aren’t the normal goblins I know. Their level must be far above mine based on the pain I’m feeling right now.
The world was already going black, surely this isn’t all I have.. As my eyes slowly were fading, and death was walking towards me again through all the chaos, I looked down to see.. A sweet little girl, staring up at me, not with hate, but with concern. Her world may end soon, but I could see a twinkle of light in her eyes that said don’t die. Not.. Yet.
I’m pulling the spear out faster now as my spine rattled, slowly but surely it came out, spurting more blood all over the child and my legs.
Not thinking about anything anymore, I grabbed the now bloodied spear, hurled it at the direction it came from, landing a hit right into the grey goblins stomach. I was almost excited and hopeful.. Until the spear dinged off him as if it was made of paper. Their level is too high. I’m falling over from throwing the spear, my leg gave out, no longer having feeling.
It seems the end really has already taken you. *sigh* I’m sorry my hopes were so high, I want to help you too, but I made it my choice to not intervene anymore. You Rosie, shall be know as the 9th Crimson Paladin, you efforts valliant, and your choices true. The path of a crimson paladin is not an easy one. I shall not forget you. Thank you for the work. Garry, you can take her now, I won’t stop you.
Death approached me with delicate footsteps from the goblins surrounding me.
“Sorry badass bitch, looks like it’s real this time.” His hand was slowly covering my face.. My eyes falling down like a tired night of not sleeping.
*CRACK* I swept his arm off me, with a thundering sound of my bones breaking in my arm as I connect to the solid iron feel of his.
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“I said… NOT YET!”
Ohh There may be a chance, you should’ve unlocked a passive with that.
Passive Unlocked! Broken Power Broken Power: For each bone you break from your own attacks(not the attacks of others towards you) you’re stats multiply by .1, your current total is 1.1 . Large sections of bones do not count, instead of adding on for each segment of your spine for example, your spine is counted as one bone. The bones are as follow. Right hand, arm, leg, foot, the left of each of those. Your spine, neck, and skull.
I didn’t give a shit, the world needs to burn before me, these goblins need to lay on the cold dead floor where they FUCKING BELONG. Limping towards the closest one that held a sword confidently with a little buckler of a shield next to him. With all the force I could offer, I slammed my other arm into his gobsmack ugly face, I felt teeth chip into my arm, I felt fragments of bone shift inside the skin of my arm.
Broken Power total is 1.2
I’m guessing that the vitality boost of broken power heals me, as I suddenly felt like I was on like 5% gas left, instead of only 1%. I needed more, more god damnit. I couldn’t do anymore though.. It feels like my legs are going numb, I don’t think I can walk anymore. What if..
I’m currently shoving my face first into where this goblin's heart should be, ripping off flesh layer after layer as other goblins slowly encircled me. Eventually reaching and ripping apart his rib cage with some shattered teeth. I ate the meal I needed desperately. My bones healed themselves, my spine reconnected, my body back in working condition but low on health. I had to risk it. They were too close to me now. I’m on 1HP.
Broken Power Disabled
Please let this work.. I know it said I can’t hurt myself, but surely I can break my own bones? Maybe it won’t hurt even, and not do any damage, but still inflict what I assumed to be a status of broke bones. Grabbing my left arm with all my might I dislocated my shoulder.
Broken Power Enabled, total is 1.1
My health rose ever so slightly from the vitality boost, still low but it was enough god damnit Now I’m breaking further segments of my arm lower and lower.
Broken Power, total is 1.2
Not stopping at my arm, I started breaking my left foot as quick as I could, I jumped into the air, let it hang out at an odd angle. And THWAK. It broke in several areas.
Broken Power, total is 1.4
At this point I was covered in blood from both the little girls arm, my own, and the goblin's chest where his beating heart once lay. My stats rose almost by half, that may not be a lot, but its enough for what I’m about to fucking do.
I’m limping towards another grey goblin whos zombie like eyes might’ve actually held a little fear in them, without a moment's notice of my small stat boost, my hand lay in front him. Gauging his eyes out as his sword stabbed into my chest again. My lung collapsed for the second time in this world.
“I SAID NOT FUCKING YET”
Hearing the familiar sound of a bow string being drawn, I grabbed the goblin and pulled him behind me as the familiar arrows thwaked into his now lifeless body. His blood spilling more onto me. I needed every ounce of blood I could get. Before I knew it I was carving up the goblin that I dropped into the floor as I heard more arrows being loaded, more goblins with swords were charging forward too. Carving every ounce of blood I could get from him I smeared all over my body.
The next challenger approached, my defense was getting higher and higher as more freshly gained blood soaked onto me. His sword connected with my broken arm, but to my suprise.. His sword broke. Not letting things go to waste I started gouging this fucks eyes out with my good arm. Pulling one out as it still was connected, I cut open his stomach as it spilled onto me.. STRONGER.. MOOREE.
Another spear was hurled at me from far away. I couldnt stop it again, but this time there was no slow motion, it hurled into my spine for the second god damn time. I layed flat onto the ground now.
I felt that my spine was almost broke, but still intact, not knowing what else to do, I grabbed the shield of the goblin that lay before me.. Forgetting I can’t use shields it flung further away from me.
I’m laying against the spear inside me thats holding me up on the dirt as roughly 20 goblins encircle me. My defence is beyond high right now from all the blood seeped into me, my attacks deadly and swift from the power boost. No. I’m still not done yet. I’ve only begun.
Grabbing the legs of the goblins as they tried to attack me, I hurled them onto the floor with all my force, once eye to eye I started biting their fucking face off. My teeth are a weapon too you pathetic existence of a goblin. Swords tried to penetrate my skin in numerous areas but were met with that same iron like resistance of the spear thrower. He was probably the highest level here. My body slowly fell to the ground as the spear was still holding me up. Pulling away from the spear, my entire right side broke open in blood.
Health Critical 12HP! Bleeding effects will kill you soon.
Grabbing more and more legs, clinging to the bodies if I could, Biting their throat out, watching daggers do nothing to me anymore, I was a cripple hopping onto them with my only one good arm, hoping from body to body as they ran about like chickens without a head.. To be fair some of them were lacking a head now.
The night went on, my defence too high for the lower scouts to hurt me. All through the night, all you could hear was the scream of high pitched goblins, praying to what I can only presume to their god.
I couldn’t do it though, there was just too many that took their spot as soon as they died. I’m down to 3HP and the big spear thrower was now in front of me. Holding his last spear, he aimed it at my broken body that lay on the ground now. He pulled back. I tried, I tried.. I don’t wanna cry anymore.. But that poor girl. Creaking my neck towards where I thought she would be, she stood next to a short elf holding the finest crafted dagger I’ve ever saw.
“You did good.” was spoken as the world faded from me.