《Athemasus》Chapter 1.2 Going Down
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Some moments later, I am pretty hazy from the adrenaline but “Whoop that...ops” damn, what should I say to the team, eh? Let’s try to remember even some little detail, it might help.
First, back to surrounding now that we are back in the cave in the place where Zyca and team fought G.G. before. Somehow dragged that guy here by grabbing its claw when it tries to swipe my head off and then I err… catch and throw him and that destroyed the cave entrance along with its wings... I should bring those here. It then repeatedly tries to slam me down but I just repelled it each time it tries and when it try to use the breath attack I simply close its jaw with an uppercut resulting some explosion in its mouth then proceed to beat the thing to senseless bloody pulp that is this in front of me.
Now I see the great beast from before still dying beneath my feet with smoke coming out of its nostrils. I jump and land on its head “still alive huh? Pretty strong live force you got there. I’ll take it” I said as I simply rammed Zyca’s right hand on its skull “Soul Taken” alright, now fixing up the crime scene or better yet, destroying the crime scene for better believable lies.
Another moment later, a dead pseudo dragon capable of destroying town in a day with its wing ripped now looked less regal with a hole its head with its brain matter spilled out along with worse than before battleground. I let Zyca handle this, let’s hope it come out good.
Time to switch back “Providence ended” and your move, Zyca. I am going to watch.
‘Thud’
The sound of a body fell on the cave floor, seemed like the strain was too powerful for Zyca and he had collapsed the moment I got out. So now, I only able to watch over him in case some scum thinking it’s their lucky day for getting an easy prey.
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After a very long wait and long time to prepare grandiose lies fit for this grand subjugation of Red Greater Basilisk and plenty enough time to analyze its soul, the reinforcement had come “here comes the cavalry” a fully plated cavalry comes huh? Should I took over Zyca and tell them or let it be…I shall just watch what event shall happen.
“A real red greater basilisk just as you say, Percy. And its dead, shame though few more decades and it might become a legendary” a woman voice echoed “don’t call me that. I don’t use that name anymore” a familiar voice, skippers voice, so his name is Percy, rather fitting that he is an archer “and if it had become that we’ll have no way to stop it if it went to rampage”
A figure wearing robes come toward Zyca “we found him” considering that he collapsed right in front of the red greater, they are slow or they don’t even prioritize him. They check up on him
“what in the gods name!?” the robed person yelled as he touched Zyca surprised, seems like he is a priest by that get up “the boy is alive!” and the whole reinforcement come toward Zyca after hearing that, encircling him with shocked expression even skipper had one on
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“Unbelievable, a living dragon slayer. Lucky” the woman who wore a complete white mithril armor set said with another familiar voice…more like tone.
Zyca body was carried over to skipper’s horse and they rode back to the city after receiving Monster Core of the Red Greater Basilisk for subjugation proof. Slow ride to the town for the sake of resting Zyca, Skipper might be not so bad I’ll give him some providence later.
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Inside an inn room, Zyca rested on a bed, still unconscious for three days straight with my help and the healer to recuperate to full health. Sometimes, Skipper comes and just stare at him seemed lost in thought, on other times like now, the gal, Lydia slept beside his bed while holding his arm. Such a good girl and yet the guy was enjoying his comatose state by playing around in the Limbo with his siblings, let’s bring him back, right now. I pursue him and drag his spirit back to his body and voila, a resurrected man.
Zyca felt warm from atop his hand as he saw the source of it he blushed a little and tried to move his hand from under the pressure of his crush’s ample bosom, the illusive girl, Lydia.
Lydia opened her eyes feeling Zyca hand left her grasps seeing the boy younger than her, her junior teammate whom she knows had feeling for her, looked at her with his tired eyes and with weak yet bright smile filled with gratefulness.
“I am so glad that you are okay, Lydia” Zyca said as he extend his hand toward her who already stood, hoping her to help him up
“Dummy, it should be me who said that” Lydia took up his hand and prepared to pull him
“Dummy, eh? Let this dummy take you on” with that as cue, rather than trying to prop himself up Zyca pulled Lydia’s hand who was caught off guard and resulting with her fell on top of bed, beside him.
Their eyes met, their hands holding each other becoming more and more warm and tighter with each passing moment & their heartbeat went from erratic to a harmonious rhythm. Their faces get closer, Lydia’s lips slightly parted and Zyca’s hand move to caress her soft hair “I am so glad... I am so glad that you are okay...I am so glad that I can see you again... I am really glad” as Zyca said that beads of tears welled up, ready to fell from Lydia’s eyes, but Zyca’s hand swiftly wipe away her tears
“No, no don’t cry...please don’t cry, I rather see you smile, that usual charming smile” and yet Lydia cried even harder perhaps from the gentleness of the word Zyca used, dully noted.
This might be my chance to see human mating process “What the...heck are you trying to do to my sis….”or not as a female knight happened to kick the door. She might come after heard Lydia’s cry and she was the knight that shouted that comes with the cavalry before, so she is Lydia’s sister. I’ll call her female knight from now on until she tell her name.
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“Why is she crying?” she asked while drawing out her sword, don’t even try, female knight, you are no match even if I am not even trying.
“Can we talk first and not jump straight to conclusion, sister?” said the gal to the female knight as she wipe her face. “If that’s what you said, Lydia” the female knight sheath back her sword and took the nearest chair to sit on.
And so on the gal explain while Zyca laid on bed as he got shocked to the point of collapsed, more from the fact he almost kissed his crush but the door busting knock his consciousness out, man get yourself some nerve. After she was done, they left Zyca to continue resting until evening.
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The Basilisk slayer woke up from his rest and the first thing he do was groaning in pain... For several minutes probably from the damage he got from overexerting all his limit when I possessed him, this is not a pleasant sound and sight and I’ll omit the rest until he was ready to get out of the room.
He goes to lower floor of the inn, the tavern that still bustling with people. Some are drinking, a couple of woman is eating diner, and Skipper is waiting at the bar with his eyes locked to Zyca.
Zyca immediately walk there to talk with his team leader about the Basilisk. Skipper stand before Zyca both his hand clasped Zyca shoulders “Here, a boy made to great man as he slain what others couldn’t even fathom in themselves to face, the Red Greater Basilisk Slayer. Cheer to the man” Skipper shout that roused the tavern then followed with cheering accompanied with mug clashing.
Zyca is very happy hearing that...not because of the cheering and yelling or fame but as he thought about the huge prize money from killing the Red Greater Basilisk.
“Another cheer for the man who pays our tab for last three days” his expression back to gloomy real fast
“Relax, I am not like her” skipper took out a large pouch from his pocket
“Here, part of your reward. A hundred and fifty coins. It was actually six hundred for killing the Basilisks but expense like calling healers for your treatment, the caravan master and the merchants went to take care of the Basilisks remains and because of your request to keep half of the monsters parts and else, so yeah” skipper said on the matter concerning money, if not for the healer right now Zyca’s body might still not healed though if only by my providence he’ll be healed up around a week give or take a day or two though if I muster my will he could get healed right at the moment but the shock from getting the healing would weaken his constitution later on.
I’ll make his stressed mind feel fine by taking it over and I have something to do so ‘Full Takeover’. “Well, if that so I am fine. I’ll treat y’all another round. Here, another thirty coins, Casey” he… well, I shouted then proceed to give coins to the barmaid girl that also poster girl of the tavern that also the tavern owner daughter.
She was attractive looking gal with her short shoulder length mellow green hair, around Zyca height and age if not older by some year even if her figure is average. “Thank you for your patronage, mind if I also join in the party” and a little to add that she is a bit of alcoholic and party girl. “Get back to serving costumer, you” I said loudly to be heard by her father then I close on her as I walk out “if boss doesn’t see its fine” I whispered to her ears as I pass by
Out of the inn, walks on the street sightseeing. Few people still on street, rest are sleeping, the adventurers who are awake still hanging out in the tavern. All right, time to jail break that guy.
I move to some alley and ran toward the guild warehouse. Security lax, the guy are sleeping against the wooden door then again to be save, I slash his neck from behind, and blood sprayed up front making the pool of blood on the ground. I took a bit of his blood from the slash wound to my hand and gulp it down. ‘Blood Calls’ –high vampire bloodline power or hemomancer skill to learn about the victim from his blood or bodily fluid- I now know where that guy is from the guard memory. I’ll help your sister when my plan work I said to myself and took another handful of blood then let the guy going down at last.
I teleported to the designated place from the guard memory and here it is a dark stone coffin with beautiful blood red engraving of tree branches on it. The blood in my hand, I spilled it on top of that coffin and then I proceed to give a level six seal of light on it, if my guess is right the seal will hold the being for a week and few days. I hope Zyca will be ready for it when it gains its freedom then I create some disturbance on their caged beast soon after that teleported back to the inn room but first I cast Hygiene’-a spell which disperse away odor, dirt and such like blood splatter- on my boots and clothes on myself to clear the blood and its smell then I switched back to Zyca “Providence ended” he fell on top of the bed, collapsed might be better term. He already like this even though I only used up his magic pool. Well better wait for him to get up first....tomorrow.
-end of Chapter 1
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