Surgit took the last flight of stairs leading to the old graveyard. As he approached it, he heard familiar breathing noises. He slowed his pace and looked for the hulking beast. He reached a small landing where two tall deformed creatures stood opposite a bonfire. They both produced a rasping noise while breathing. One of them held a spear and looked more menacing than the other who held a crosscut saw.

It was certainly because the spear holding one wore just shorts. Even if both had fur all over their bodies and fangs protruded from their mouths, one of them wore human clothes which concealed most of its beastly appearance. The spear holding one looked like a monster trying hard to look human. That was pretty unsettling.

They had their backs to him. ‘If I leave them be, they might become a problem once I get to the area upstairs.’ He decided to deal with them swiftly. He had the advantage, they hadn’t noticed him yet. If he acted quickly and effectively, he could end the fight in a matter of seconds. He silently walked behind the spear holding one and hit its back with all his strength. His cleaver tore through flesh and bone and the monster fell to its knees. The second beast turned to look at Surgit and bared its teeth at him. He quickly used his beastly arm to crush the fallen monster’s spine. He then threw the dead foe at the tall beast.

That action helped Surgit jump back and put some distance between him and his enemy. The beast let out a harrowing howl and launched itself at Surgit. ‘Uh oh! Looks like you managed to make it look uglier than usual. Good luck killing it’ the voices were actually supportive? Surgit couldn’t believe what he had just heard. ‘Foooooool!’ they said in unison the moment he saw the saw coming down at his face.

He jumped back just in time to avoid getting his head split in two. Blood poured down on the floor. ‘Oh no! the fool got himself distracted.’ Surgit wanted to scream at them but he had to stay focused. He avoided the deadly attack but the saw had grazed his chest and injured him. The pain wasn’t unbearable but he was losing too much blood.

The monster swung at him again. Surgit quickstepped behind his assailant and quickly injected himself with a blood vial. “Only three left, I must be careful.” He jumped back to avoid another attack from the beast. At that point he was just dodging. The monster didn’t give him enough time to retaliate. Another scream and it started swinging fiercely and rapidly. The saw cut through the air and the gap between Surgit and the beast started narrowing dangerously.

He shot the beast but it didn’t even flinch. It kept waving its weapon in all directions. He shot it again but the saw and its bearer were still getting closer. “Why won’t you get to your knees you stupid shit?” He saw the weapon coming his way. He knew he couldn’t dodge on time and he had to block. He shielded his right shoulder with his cleaver and the hit projected him from the ground and against a wall. He fell to his knees and the beast was already on him. It kicked him in the stomach and its talons penetrated his stomach. He let out a gasp and the voices inside his head let out a ‘oooooooh, that must hurt!’ He was curled up on the ground and knew that a saw will soon cut him to pieces.

He instinctively rolled to the left as the saw hit the ground and bounced back towards the beast. Surgit took another blood vial shot and stood up. He had to take the offensive or he’d be dead. The beast was flabbergasted as the saw had bounced back from the ground and hit it on the nose. It made a terribly funny, puzzled face as it looked at its weapon. It looked like it wanted to reprimand the weapon for bouncing back at it. Surgit couldn’t repress his laugh. He found the scene grotesquely funny.

The beast turned towards him. It looked furious and its face looked funnier. Surgit burst out laughing and that enraged the beast even more. It flung its weapon at him which hit Surgit at his left shoulder. The impact threw him on the ground and with agonizing effort, he managed to wrench the saw away. “Totally worth it,” he said as he injected another vial into his bloodstream.

The beast jumped at Surgit with tremendous speed. He didn’t even have enough time to recover from the early shock. A punch to the face and Surgit started seeing stars. Another punch and he saw his teeth falling to the ground. He dodged the third punch and delivered one to the beast’s stomach. The beast let out a small cry. “How’s that feel huh?” he said as he punched the beast a second time. His third punch was blocked by the monster’s furry arms. It looked straight at Surgit’s face, as if challenging him. The beast clearly had the upper hand. It was taller and tougher than a human. Surgit was no ordinary human though. He was a hunter with enhanced physical abilities. Another punch and the beast blocked it again.

Surgit had to change his tactics. After a shoulder feint, the beast moved its long arms towards the left side of its face. Surgit used the opening and quickly took his pistol. One shot and the beast let out a painful cry. He had shot it between its legs. “I wonder if that grew in size after you transformed you freak,” he addressed the howling beast. “Oh well! I suppose we’ll never know,” he had a mocking smirk on his face. The beast, in a desperate attempt slashed at Surgit with its claws. He barely dodged the attack but another slash filled his eyes with blood. He really shouldn’t have let his guard down again. He blindly shot the beast again and heard another painful cry.

After he wiped his eyes from blood he saw that he managed to shoot the beast at the exact same spot. He was amazed at how unfortunate the beast was. At that moment it was wriggling on the floor, screaming murder. Surgit retrieved his cleaver which fell after he was hit by the saw. He brought down on the monster’s head, ending its agony.

Blood poured down from his face. The last slash he received had injured him badly. He injected his last vial then took the stairs towards the graveyard.