The problem for him was how should he get Mooner out. Doad was never good at sneaking like he always knew, but that wasn’t the worst. The worst part was that he had no idea how he could fight that witch at all if Mooner couldn’t.

As Monsterer walked closer to the cabin, a tiny doorbell caught his attention. “I know it!” Monsterer cheered silently in his heart as he ran up the short three-step stairs and pressed the doorbell. He quickly readied his glowing right fist in the air near his cheek. His eyes were staring at the door, he wouldn’t miss this only chance.

The woman under a white T-shirt rubbed her eyes and opened the door. Definitely not prepared for a punch in the face, she had her head cracked a dent on the wooden floor. The man who just punched her rapidly jumped into the air and held his hands into a single damn mace.

The time slowed when the adrenaline had taken control. Monsterer then had time to actually look at this woman in front of him. Her curvy golden hair was disheveled on the ground, and her lip ring was covered in red blood, bleeding from the purple lip. The second and third smash quickly followed. As it went on, Monsterer noticed that there was some squishy white slime on her face and cloth. He dumbed a second to understand that was semen, and he dumbed another second to realize who it belonged. Doad hadn’t seen this thing since he was caught having sex in the camping tent. The girl got to keep the tent but he was punished to, somehow, survive the tentless nights. Those nights were cold as hell and more than enough to teach him the lesson.

The two seconds weren’t a very short time in a fight. The witch quickly pouted and allowed the purple flame to sweep out of her mouth. The man wrapped in the violet fire immediately stood up and stepped back. The witch caught the time to get back on her feet as she witnessed what shouldn’t have happened.

The fire quickly vanished as it actually touched Monsterer’s skin. Both the man and the woman realized it. That fire was no more than nothing to the man. Monsterer charged right at the witch like a football player he used to be. While she reached out her right arm and summoned a violet oval plate in front of her.

He thumped through the plate and struck his shoulder at the girl’s ribs. The girl with broken ribs hit the door behind her and broke the panel into two. Hidden behind the door, there was a bed with four handcuffs at the four corners and a naked dried corpse who was cuffed and covered in semen.

Doad immediately recognized the man. He was Mooner! Doad saw him without the mask before. He ignored the girl on the ground and ran to the corpse’s side. He had his fingers lightly touched the shriveled cheek of the corpse. His mouth gaped while his eyeballs shook.

“How come? My magic works on all males,” the witch arduously stood up with one of her hands on her ribs and another propped against the edge of the bed.

Monsterer’s expression immediately turned into absolute anger as he glared at her. The witch shouted with her opened mouth bigger than a big apple. Her last breath of flame thundered, but no fear appeared in Monsterer’s eyes. Only light appeared.

Two beams of golden laser erupted from his eyes. The laser went straight through the flame while smashing it far away into midair just like two dragons flew through a thick cloud. The light tore the woman into pieces and vaporized her into the void.

Stood on the black ruin of the cabin, the man was covered in a golden costume. The white mask on his face had a yellow star icon on the forehead and two straight lines started from the eyes and converged at the center of the lip. The mask merely showed the shape of his nose and almost fully covered the mouth. Although there weren’t any glasses to protect the eyes, those glowing eyes needed no protection. Below the head, his gleaming reflective white tight was covered under hundreds of golden rings that formed a glinting chain mail. The shining armor ended with his leather belt. His trousers were simple but a long skirt made of golden chain mail had the legs covered.

The man’s name was Allmooner. Doad existed no more. Monsterer existed no more. Mooner existed no more, but Allmooner, the one out of everything.