《THE HYBRID》Chapter 18 - Escape
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AN: I'M STILL ALIVE!!!
Sorry for the delay, laptop problems and other RL trouble (no, it's not because of my driving license, which I got by te way)
Enjoy the end of Kalim's fight with the mysteriously mysterious opponent.
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Kalim was under geat pressure, trying to dodge near-perfect stealth attacks while trying to make a new spell on the fly. His mind was racing as he was formulating the spell that would allow him to detect spatial distorsions and grasp the existance of anything in the space around him, including his hidden enemy.
But the difficulty of the task increased with time. He got more and more cuts on his body. There were many instances when he was barely able to react after the attack started to slice him, just like the first time. He noticed that his reactions were becoming imperceptibly slower, the blood loss was going to be a real problem soon.
'Shit! Since I'm trying to make the damn spell I have no time to heal myself. The situation really isn't looking good...'
After a few crude experimentations, the light of hope came in his mind. He had managed to make a spell that would send continuous pulses to scan the surroundings, like a sonar. Kalim grinned and cast the spell without waiting.
He was momentarily stunned by the vast ammount of informations his mind received, and heavily crashed on the ground. As if he wasn't unlucky enough, his opponent launched another spatial attack on him. In the middle of the confusion and sharp pain, he vaguely felt the attack and reared back on reflex. But due to his poor footing he barely managed to avid instant death.
The attack sliced his cheek, a part of his neck, his chest, his tummy, going down to his crotch, cutting his dick and his left ball nearly in half. The new surge of pain coming from his lower body was so sudden that he didn't even have time to scream in pain. A large amount of blood flew out of the long cut on his body, dying his front and the ground in front of him crimson.
The hidden fighter, despite the fact that it inflicted a serious injury on him, was stupefied. The young man had used chaos magic, something that was supposed to be impossible for any creature aside from demons and dragons. And even for them it was rare. And this young man was definitly no demon or dragon. It couldn't dwell on it anymore, the young man was still alive, but it wasted 1 second being surprised.
During that single second, many things happened for Kalim. The sharp, crushing pain that went through his body and mind, stirred something inside of him. For some time now he had been on the defensive against his opponent. Worse, just now he suffered a terrible injury from him after making a blunder. He was created to be a powerfull being. His creator probably wanted him to be a superior being, above all other dominant races.
To be put in such a miserable state?? UNACCEPTABLE!!!
“RHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!”
As the stealthy fighter rushed toward Kalim to deal the inishing blow and ensurring his death, a formidable pressure assaulted him along the loud roar, slowing him down.
'What the fuck is this?? I feel so heavy and can hardly breath!'
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It didn't have the time to think more. As it was in range and moving its long dagger toward Kalim's closed eye, something blurred in its vision before going completly white for an instant.
'...What?'
In its vision, the sky and earth moved, alternating positions. Then it felt a strong impact on its side, along a loud breaking sound and a momentary loss of vision, then another impact, this time on the ground, with its ears ringing. It couldn't move or breath for a short while, then he registered the pain, and the slight difference in its surroundings compared to a moment before.
'… I've been blasted away? How? When?'
Ignoring the pain, it slowly got on its knees and looked around. It was now a good 30m away from Kalim. It had broken the trunk of a tree right in the middle on the way. It gaze rested on its enemy.
The young man was standing, with the large cut still on his body, but it was no longer bleeding. There was light steam coming from the wound, and his eyes released an unholy golden glow, with his green and blue irises still clearly visible. The clothes on his arm seemed to have been blown apart, and the rest of his shirt was in an equally poor state. His skin had grown a bit darker, with veins bulging. The formidable pressure he emitted affined itself into a piercing killing intent that was directed straight at the stealth fighter.
“Playtime is over. Die.”
It barely had the time to question what had happened when Kalim's image blurred in its vision. It could comprehend that he was moving toward it, it could somehow grasp the path he was taking, but the movement was much too fast for it to even think about reacting. For a slight moment Kalim's image stabilised in its vision, just enough to catch the kick that was aimed at it. On the instant of contact it lost all feelings and its consciousness.
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After Kalim and his hidden opponent left, Alinee and Elody waited for a bit for the 2 deadly warriors to be away before acting again. Alinee was the first to act, picking up the weakest soldiers in her range. During the time they waited for the 2 to leave, a few soldiers had started regaining their bearings and reorganise themselves.
She got the soldier at the base of the neck, but the injury didn't take him down. That alerted the soldiers of her presence. Earlier, due to Kalim overwhelming might, she and Elody were ignored, but that wouldn't happen now. The soldier she hit and another one went after her. Following the plan, she started to retreat toward Shanira's position.
As for Elody, she remained hidden. She kept her attention on the wounded old woman. She was the leader of their small group, the one who had all the answers. She knew that Kalim would want her alive, so she patiently waited. If she attacked now, like Alinee did, she would have people after her and would lose sight of her, so she remained silent and observed. And she was right to do so.
The remaining soldiers were still on high alert, but they were also salvaging whatever they could from the ruined camp before retreating with haste. 3 of thir mages had survived Kalim's attack, and among them, 2 healers. That was thanks to their magic that they survived, they could stop the heavy bleeding and avoid certain death. Another soldier gave the old woman a recovery potion to stabilis her condition.
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“We have to leave as soon as possible” she told the soldiers. “ A bit of luring powder was scattered when that bastard blew everything up. The repulsing oil won't keep the beasts away much longer. Just take the minimum supplies and burn everything else... To think that such a monster would be here... I though all the other high level adventurers were busy enough in the other areas. We will need to get informations about him, he was very strong. Shain may lose against him. Let's hurry.”
As they were in the middle of their clean-up, Alinee succesfully led her 2 pursuers into Shanira's deadly territory, and the 2 of them swiftly dealt with them. Shanira asked her what had happened, and after listening to her, she told her to go to Elody while she would warn Eryween. Just like Elody, she though that the group would soon leave. They had too much casualities and lost too much equipment. Staying there would be too dangerous for them.
As the group of soldiers were about to leave, they felt a heavy pressure coming from some distance away, and knew that things could turn worse for them very quickly. Because the pressure came from the area where the 2 fighters had left.
“Shit, Shain doesn't have that kind of pressure, the other bastard is likely to finish him of. No choice, we will scatter more of the luring powder, and let him deal with the monsters while we run away.”
“We can't do that professor! All o hus are wounded, we won't be able to move very quickly. If we use the luring powder we will also become victims of the monsters. The reulsing powder won't save us because it would also open a path for the bastard to come after us. And the sheer amount of monsters would probably be too much to it alone to keep them away.”
“Then what do you think we should do? That bastard is most likemy to be here very soon. If we can't bet on the powder, what do you think would save us from this situation? We will use the powder! Now let's move!!”
The soldiers couldn't ignore her orders, and after quickly putting the remain of the camp on fire, they started to leave as swiftly as they could. And Elody tailed them.
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Kalim was angry. He was pissed at himself for his mistake, and even more issed at his opponent for slicing his dick and one of his balls. It was a very humiliating injury he received, and his battle lust was quickly replaced by cold and swift murder intent. The kick he delivered was filled with his will to ut an end to this whole situation. The kick was so powerfull he felt most of the bones in his oponent's body crack or downright break appart. The invisible opponent was sent flying 100m away.
Kalim stopped for a moment to cath his breath and calm his wildly beating heart. Then he used magic to restore his groin and mend the numerous cut on his body. After that he went toward the place where his oponent had landed. He didn't notice that he was ignoring all unnecessary informations provided by his detection spell.
After arriving at the place, he looked at the thing, still living despite its condition. Its concealing ability was deactivated. The black clothing were torn appart, and the head gear was gone. The limbs on the left side were broken, with a bone popping around the knee and the elbow. The left side of the chest was lightly caved, and 2 bloody ribs popped out. The skin was black, with some dark purple veins. Though the blood was still red. The figure was androginous, thin waist and slight bulge around the chest, but not quite like breasts. The face, although bloody and swollen on some part, was androginous as well.
Kalim wanted to kill the thing, but he was also curious as well, curious about its nature, and curious about its cloacking ability. He himself was the result of an experiment, and he wondered if he could learn more about his origin if he could know more about the thing in front of him. Since he couldn't determine if it was a man or a woman, he ripped the clothes around the groin and had a good look. There was a crack, like a woman, but where the clitoris should be, there was something more akin to a dick. The thing in front of him was both male and female.
“Hmm, I guess I should keep it for a while... That fucking old woman must know about this thing as well.”
Kalim grabbed it by the neck, flung it on his shoulder and started to jog toward the camp. He hoped the girls were able to handle the rest. But as he got close to the camp, his mood got sour. He could smell the scent of burnt wood, furnitures and corpses, and the glow of the fire was visible. He rushed to the place and started to look for the girls. The only one he found was Alinee.
“What happened here? Where is Elody?”
Alinee shudered under his domineering presence. She could tell that he was in a very bad mood. She did not waste more time and spoke as swiftly as she could.
“After you left, I resumed my attack on the remaining soldiers and lured a few of them toward Shanira, where we finished them. I told her everything that happened until you left, and she told me to group up with Elody, but when I came back, the camp was already starting to burn and Elody was nowhere in sight. I believe she is either a prisoner or she followed them. Their tracks goes toward the frontier between Darkassus and Quillis.”
“Shit... Let's go back to Shanira and Eryween first... ...”
The forest was becoming noisy again with the roars and movements of monsters
“... Another monster rush...”
“And they were avoiding the place before. Yet they come even with the threat of the fire... Let's hurry.”
“Yes master!”
Kalim looked one last time toward the direction where Elody and the soldiers were, then rushed away with Alinee doing her best to keep up with his speed.
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AN: Hope you enjoyed
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