Milas was stuck in a dangerous dilemma. He knew that he had to move first or else the creature will make the choice for him. He started to back away as gently as possible but his eyes were fixed on the beast too afraid to blink.
The beast pounced at an amazing speed but Milas was ready for it. He leaped backwards diagonally which allowed him to just barely avoid the beast's claws. He immediately ran as fast as he could towards the group, determined to increase the distance between him and the beast.He could hear the beast behind him and this only spurred him to move faster. The beast used its paw to hit his leg which caused Milas to lose his footing. He stumbled but miraculously managed to remain standing only to feel something hit his other foot.He fell heavily and his momentum caused him to roll before finally coming to a stop. He tried to stand but the beast pinned him down with his front paws before opening its jaws widely and bit at his neck. A snap was heard as the beast's sharp teeth collided with each other. Milas was struggling hard with his right arm on the beast's neck pushing it back. His actions had stopped the beast's maw inches short of his neck.The leopard stopped trying to bite Milas when it realized that it couldn't reach him. Instead, it used its terrifying claws to rip his chest to shreds. The claws had sliced through his leather armour like it was tofu and his chest was soon bleeding from the light cuts. Milas got desperate due to the pain and did the same thing he used to do when he was pinned down by bullies."Take this!"Milas hit the beast as hard as he could and leopard let out a cry like a kitten in pain. Milas hit over and over till the beast got off him and leapt a few meters away. The beast gazed at Milas with fury but its legs were trembling. It was trembling with fear and pain. It couldn't believe its prey would be this dangerous.Milas had kneed it in the groin so many times that it felt too weak to move.Milas ran with all the energy he had left while cursing the group for moving this fast. He couldn't believe that hitting a beast in the groin would work but this proved to be weakness that all species had.The group came into view and Milas felt a little bit more at ease. He ran towards the large man and tried to tell him the situation but his heavy breathing made it impossible to understand him. He finally calmed down enough to form a sentence, "Darklands... leopard...behi...nd.... me!""No way that's true. Everyone knows that Darklands leopards depend on ambush to hunt. It wouldn't chase its prey over long distances. You are just scared over nothing. Besides, we can just kill it if it attacks." Adrian was pretty quick to dismiss Milas' claim. Just then, a loud roar was s heard from the direction that Milas came from."That thing sounds pissed. What did you do?" The large man asked as he took out the two axes that were strapped to his back."I hit it in the nuts when it was attacking me." Milas said quickly as he saw everyone was getting ready for battle. Everyone stared at him like he had grown a second nose. Jill's expression was more like she was looking at a frog with wings."I get that you were trying to survive but that was just wrong. I don't even think that anyone else in Norvak has ever done what you just did." The large man talked as if he was trying to council a lost youth. The leopard soon found the group and scanned their faces before it saw Milas standing behind the large man. It let out a growl as it focused on Milas and ignored everyone else.It started to move forward and an arrow suddenly landed on its side. Jill was already notching another arrow with practiced movements. The next arrow flew but the leopard dodged it easily before rushing forward to kill the annoying archer. The leopard was about to pounce when it suddenly stopped and leaned backwards allowing the fast moving projectile to miss. Milas looked at the projectile, only to see an axe deeply embedded in the ground.He looked at the large man holding a single axe in shock. That throw was fast, silent and powerful. The large man then fearlessly charged at the leopard while it was distracted. He swung his single axe downwards at the dark figure with rapid consecutive slashes. His swift attacks were ineffective against the leopard as they couldn't even graze its fur.Regardless of its speed, the leopard was restrained by the strange angles that the man swung his single axe. The fight came to a stalemate with both man and beast being unable to land any hits on each other. The stalemate remained even as Jill fired her arrows in coordination with the large man's strikes. The leopard used its superior agility to evade both attacks till Jill eventually emptied her quiver.The large man's movements slowed with time and the leopard prepared to use this chance. It closely evaded a hit by letting it graze its back lightly then it shot forward like a spring aimed at his face.Its maw opened wide as the leopard intended to crush the skull of its opponent. A sword came out of nowhere and slashed across the leopard's mouth. The sharp blade met little resistance as the force of the swing and the momentum of the leopard made it cut through flesh and bone like it was butter.The leopard tried to roar, only for it to make a strange gargling sound. Its blood stained lower jaw lay on the ground while black blood poured out of what used to be its mouth. The large man took this opportunity to embed his axe in the leopard's skull. The beast was finally dead and the group couldn't wait to rest. Adrian was pleased by the fact that his attack was what ended the battle. He kept bragging to Jill while she collected the arrows that were strewn all over the ground. The large man started to gut the leopard as he searched for the beast crystal in its chest.Milas sat under a tree as he tried to regain some of his lost energy. His senses were on high alert as he couldn't afford to relax. The previous incident had taught him to be sensitive to his surroundings. His ears picked up some sounds a short distance away from his position. He listened closer and the sounds got louder."Shit!! Not again."Milas didn't hesitate as he shot up from his position to where the group was. The sound got even louder and more desperate as whatever it was broke branches when it moved. Everyone became alert when they heard the loud rustling of leaves and snapping of branches. The large man put the blood covered crystal in a pouch hanging on a waist strap. He then picked up his axes and took a defensive stance, ready for anything that came his way. Adrian also took a stance with his sword facing the direction of the sound. Jill's outstretched bow had an arrow that was ready to shoot whatever was coming the second it appeared. Milas quickly hid behind the group, not caring if he looked like a coward. At least cowards live longer than those who try to be heroes. The rustling got louder before it suddenly stopped. The silence that enveloped the area was unnatural. Even the constant sound of waving branches blown by the wind had stopped. The group held their weapons even tighter. Milas drew his sho
A new energy and vitality filled Milas' body as all the previous pain and fatigue seemed to disappear like the memories of a dream. The terror filled Milas with a new will to live and that would only be accomplished if he ran. He got to his feet and ran in the direction that Jill had taken. He could hear the rigorous pumping of his heart as it supplied blood and strength to his worn out muscles. He focused on the traces of broken twigs and branches left behind by Jill's frantic escape. Milas seemed to enter a higher state of focus where nothing else but his escape mattered. If he wasn't so focused he may have realized that he was moving with the speed, agility and grace of an experienced tracker.Soon, he could hear Jill's footsteps and the new hope he received was turned into strength that was fully utilized by his legs. Yet despite the increase in speed, the distance never reduced. Infact, it seemed to be increasing.'Why is she so damn fast.' Milas thought in anger and despair whe
Milas walked towards the fallen Adrian with steady steps. His right hand covering the bite on his left shoulder. The bloodstained sword left an inch deep grove as he dragged it behind him. He finally got close to Adrian who had pulled himself back till his back hit a tree."Do... don't hurt me, Milas. I wasn't gonna hurt you before, I swear. The creature is dead now so please just let me live. I'll give my share of the payment. I'll give you anything you want just let me go." Adrian begged with tears rolling down his face. His voice had lost its previous confidence."You tried to feed me to that thing!! Do you really expect me to let you go. You can keep your money!!" Milas yelled, the anger in his voice was clear as day. He held the sword with both hands and lifted it above his head. "I going to kill you!!!"He was about to bring the blade down when he made eye contact with Adrian. The look of hopelessness accompanied with the reflection of Milas himself deep in those eyes dissolved
Constant chatter was the first thing that Milas heard when he regained consciousness. His eyelids felt heavy but he finally managed to open them. The first thing he saw was a handsome face staring back at him. Milas didn't know where he was or who this person was but his instincts were warning him about something. His mind tried to find the danger that triggered his instincts but all he saw was the man. The room he was in looked like a dimly lit cave as the light came from a glowing blue rock. His eyes kept scanning the cave till manly yet melodic voice garnered his attention."Hey." The man said as Milas finally focused on his face. The man's eyes glowed a mesmerizing red and Milas felt woozy. "Sleep." That was the last thing Milas heard before his eyelids became too heavy to stay open.Milas woke up from his dreamless sleep only to find himself in pitch darkness. The silence that accompanied the darkness was unnerving. His heartbeat became louder as his senses frantically searched f
"Its been so long but maybe it hasn't. I have no way of telling time in this wretched place. Strangely, the more tests I undergo the better I feel. I am physically and mentally superior to my former self but what good is that. I am just a slave whose worth is determined by the tests I survive. I'm sick of this. I will get out of here eventually. My story will not end here." Milas thought for what was probably the thousandth time since his capture.Time flowed like an endless river but ever since the day of his enslavement Milas felt lost in its turbulence. The one thing he was grateful for was the mere fact that he was alive. At times Milas felt like his slaver was not doing any experiments but outright trying to kill him. Despite these obstacles, Milas knew that the tests were improving him. Light pierced his eyes as the door to his cell swung open. The most painful thing was that the door was never locked. The figure just tells him to go sit in his cell and he becomes powerless to r
His steps were slow and heavy with disbelief. Freedom came too easily for Milas' liking. He was wary as he walked through the hallways that were once dark but had suddenly became bright as day. Milas was back in the white room and a wide pool of blood was the only thing that provided some color to the room. He ignored the sickening smell of blood and picked up the thin knife that the prince had left behind. He then walked through another hallway with the knife held in a reverse grip.A thud came from the hallway he was in which later turned into a constant banging. His newly gained night vision allowed him to spot a door in the distance. He looked closer and saw a figure sitting down with his back against the door. Milas saw a black mask on the figure's face but a wide crack was on its surface. He could hear the laboured breathing of the figure. He cautiously neared the prince and he spotted the handle of a dagger sticking out of the figure's chest. Milas got closer and put his kni
A group of guards marched into a large hall with their hands resting on the hilts of their swords. Their single file march stopped and split into a triangular formation. The guard at the front moved aside letting another guard with a whip stand at the front of the formation."It's time for you to head to the mines so all of you stand up. Make a single line and follow the night beside me." The guard said as another guard on his left turned around and walked towards the open door. The formation split apart leaving a path that led to the door with guards on both sides. The people with metallic collars followed the orders and walked towards the door.As expected, not everyone followed the orders as some new arrivals refused to stand. One guard stepped forward to teach the nearest one some manners. "Crack." "AAAHHH."The guard was a meter away from the sitting man when the crack of a whip followed by a pain filled scream resounded. The guard was frozen as he stared at the screaming man be
Milas was frozen as he stared at the drop of blood on his palm. He stood there till everyone else had drunk theirs and returned the flask. Milas saw that some of the guards were staring at him weirdly. The realization of what he had to do made his stomach growl in protest."Why are you savouring it when your stomach is growling in hunger." One of the guards said, mistaking the growling for hunger. Milas brought the flask to his mouth and chugged the content quickly to avoid tasting it. Fortune didn't allow it as the liquid touched his tongue. His taste perceived the taste of the red liquid.Delicious!!!The liquid was the best thing he had ever tasted. The feeling of rejuvenation that accompanied it was dozens of times better than that of the mana crystal. Milas was now torn between the pleasure obtained from the blood and the feeling of disgust from the thoughts of having to drink blood. He continued contemplating his next move as a cart was brought into the tunnel. The lid was lift