《The monsters came once upon a time.》Chapter 12
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The creature stalked towards me, its impressive spear swinging in a rhythmic motion. Once the creature passed the entrance to the street, just a few metres from me, I quickly activated the Abyssal ring. The Abyssal clone emerged from the vortex of blacks, catching the creature off guard for a split second.
A second was all that was needed. Whyte thrust his spear through the half-opened window, the creature almost by instinct pried its eyes of my clone, instinctively leaning back. It's hand shooting to try and stop the threat. Thankfully, I ordered Whyte to aim for the body, the head or neck were portrayed as easy targets in movies, but in real life, targets move out of the way. As displayed before me.
The spear tore through the side of the creature, making short work of its ribs, plunging deeper and deeper as the creature struggled to finally stop its advance. During the sudden attack, Igris flung himself out of the open window a floor above, landing on the creatures back and lodging the metal bar in his hand firmly between the creatures' mouth. Due to the metal, only grunts of pain escaped its mouth.
Igris stuck close to the creature's body like glue, making the impressive spear obsolete. Only able to lash out wildly, its hand firmly clamped around the spear, it succeeded in delivering a glancing blow, but the close distance making it lack destructive power so it could only crack Igrisis bone. My clone bolted forward causing the creatures to refocus on the more prominent threat, one of its hands firmly holding Whyte's spear to stop it from penetrating deeper.
Using its freehand Its spear arced forward like lightning making my clone barrel to the side to avoid the fatal blow. As it reached behind the creature it forced it to turn, pain evident on its contorted face as it resummoned its dwindling power and swiped the spear 180 degrees in hopes of making contact. The clone successfully dodged and lunged forward slashing both of its Achilles tendons.
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The once-imposing calves, starting with an audible pop shrivelled up its leg leaving a large ugly bulge under the knee. Its legs buckled as it landed with a rough thump on the concrete pathway. Its face lighted up with agony as it lashed its spear straight towards the clone. My clone staying in place due to my orders embraced the incoming spear, the destructive force passing through with no resistance and ricocheting of the concrete behind the clone. It watched as the clone dissolved into thin air with a sadistic smile plastered on its shadowy face. Then it felt the looming presence of death and once more through sheer instinct swivelled its eyes back in front, only to see the gleam of a short sword as it drew across its throat.
A waterfall of blood flowed out of the cut soaking its green skin and torn clothes with a dull blue. The creature's eyes locked on to mine as I smiled down at it. Confusion and pain evident as the final embers of life left its iris. It tumbled forward face planting the cold concrete. Probably shocked at the outcome.
It never thought it would die by the prey before it. The scars evident on its body from fighting far more threatening creatures than my species. But hey, who says a well-thought plan won't work. I wasn’t noble enough to fight the creature one on one. If you have numbers why not use the advantage. Pride would only lead to getting killed.
“Ah sucks for you buddy. Guess you never expected this, but my species are rather crafty. How do ya think we took over the planet?”
I stated bluntly whilst moving to check whether the earlier fun had attained unwanted attention. Seeing the other creatures as ignorant as ever, I walked back to the body, Rigour Mortis setting in as its limbs twitched now and then.
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Leaning over the body I flatly stated.
“Guess what, I needed some help and since you're so kindly volunteering. What do you think about helping me wipe out the rest of your comrades?”
“But I guess where you're gone you won't do much thinking, not that you did anyway”
Calmly walking away from the body, moving towards the wide-open entrance to the house. I stopped briefly and said through a sadistic smile.
“Arise”
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