《Another world? what's the difference?》Chapter 76 "Say it again?"
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"sounds like animal growling... holy mother!! Walren!! there's a monster here!!"
He ran towards his sword and clothes when he realized that a monster infiltrated this fort.
Ragha moved forward slowly and shouted at them.
"take your weapon human!!! I'll let you defend yourself!"
"what are they doing! those soldiers at the outside! Walren!"
"i hear you Phenett, geez"
Both of them wore they clothes and chainmail. They took their stance and prepared their skill.
[EMPOWERED]
[ZONE I]
"careful Phenett, there's a possibility that he wiped out our friends out there"
"i bet they didn't see this monster coming. Relax, we only need to look for each other"
"well... we have to do it anyway"
Ragha spread his arms and his claws looked like a wing. Half-beast claws would become longer when they activated their beast mode.
"seem this monster is a speed type, don't you think Phenett?"
"it doesn't matter Warlen, this is a narrow space. His direction is pretty much predictable"
"guess you're right... such a misfortune... i just want to enjoy my time here"
"here i go first"
-dash-
Phenett moved forward and he was ready to swing his sword. He entered his range of attack and...
-zraaash-
Fresh blood danced in the air, but that's not the blood from the monster in front of him. He found out what's happened and saw a fresh wound on his right shoulder.
"aaarggh!! this monster!! how dare you!!"
-zraaash-
Ragha slashed his face opponent without any hesitation. He remembered his savior words back then when they had war with Chanotte.
"if they attack you with intention to kill, then they know what're they doing.." He repeated it
"ghuaaaa!!! my eyes!! it's burned!! Walren!! help me!"
"that man... i thought he's gonna be careful.." He sighed
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Ragha turned his sight to Walren and stared him.
"you don't help him human? isn't he your friend?"
"well... i still value my life than that stupid man"
"Walren!!! you!!" Phenett shouted
"what do you want monster? maybe we can work something out"
"Walren!!! you're traitor!!"
"shut up won't you? I'm trying to save our lifes here"
"...."
"so what do you want? maybe i can help..."
"....tell me. Where is all the elves that you held as prisoners?"
"well, you come at the right place. This is the south prison where all those mon..... elves are held. Just follow that stair"
Ragha looked at the direction where that man pointed.
"i see..."
"you want to save them? better quick then. Meanwhile me and that man over there will leave you in peace"
Ragha looked at the women in the cell. They were treated badly and horribly. He finally understood now, how they fate would turn out if their savior didn't save them that day.
"are you having fun human? with monster like them?"
"....this is just a misunderstanding really, we should talk like a man, don't you think?"
"...no i don't. I'm a monster after all. Raise your sword"
"haaah, monster will be monster after all. Come then, why a human like me take an order from a monster like you?"
Walren tried to trick him to enter his zone area. This skill was same with Chanotte's imperial zone effect. The difference was that imperial zone was the highest tier of zone skill. The range and effectiveness of zone was far inferior than imperial zone.
"as you wish human"
-dash-
He entered Walren's zone area. The moment Ragha entered his zone area, he swung his sword and aimed to his head.
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"die you monster" He smirked
-zraaash-
-brugh-
A right hand just rolled on the ground few times before it finally stopped.
"you mon.."
-zrrub-
His sharp claws stabbed the center of Walren's torso. Fresh blood came from his mouth and he gave this painful expression.
"....crap... to think i end up like this.."
-bruugh-
His body fell to the ground. Ragha cleaned the blood at his claws. He saw all the women in the cell in terrible state.
".....i need to clear all the soldiers in this prison. Only then, i can make them safe"
Ragha continued his way to lower floor.
-tep-
He stopped his step and looked at Phenett direction.
"almost forget about you..."
"CURSE YOU MONSTER!! JUST WAIT TILL COMMANDER FIND OUT ABOUT THIS"
-zraaash-
His neck was slashed by Ragha's claw and blood came out from it.
-brugh-
"curse me...? after all of your doing... with these elves?"
He gave this disputed look to Phenett corpse. After that, he walked towards the stair with one determination... to save all of those elves.
-----( Chapter 76 "Say it again?" )-----
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