Apocalypse Of Beasts

Sea of blood (Part 3)

"What was that?"

Surprised and worried by the cries of pain heard in the distance, I try to make out what is happening in the still existing sea of red.

"It must be the screams of that boy with the hair..."

I start biting my lower lip the instant that thought crossed my mind.

"Why did that boy go off in such an aggressive manner?"

"It was obvious something like that was going to happen."

"He shouldn't have let his emotions get the better of him like that."

Trying to make out what's going on in the depths of the sea of blood, I begin to picture worst-case scenarios in my head.

"Damn..."

"I couldn't do anything."

I try to pull again on the threads that have me trapped to check if I can free myself.

But it is again useless.

As a reaction, I lower my head in disappointment as I look at the beasts in the depths. They still remain as if they were statues, while holding the threads.

...

"FUSSHHH"

"What is that?"

I raise my head instantly as soon as I hear that sound coming closer and closer towards me.

The sound is getting closer and closer to my position, while at the same time, I feel the whole sea around me vibrating.

"What could that be?"

"Could it be some ability of these damn monsters?"

I start to look agitatedly to where my vision and body allows me, but I can't manage to see anything.

It's as if I can only feel and hear something approaching, but I can't see it.

"I must get out of this place fast."

My face becomes totally disturbed as now the sea around me begins to produce bubbles, as it becomes disturbed at the clear approach of something.

"What the hell is that!"

My pupils dilate from shock and fright, as in front of me a very bright light, close in color to blue and light blue, begins to come into view.

"What do I do right now?"

I begin to tremble, while with my face totally disturbed, I try to figure out a way out of this place.

I desperately try to pull on the strings with all my might to escape, but I only succeed in reddening my arms more from the pressure it produces.

My eyes widen deeply, as I see that the light is getting bigger and bigger.

"I am lost..."

...

Quickly, I watch as a large beam of water is what is approaching among the sea of red.

Could this be the work of that long-haired boy?

"How the hell do I dodge that attack?"

I try to formulate in my mind a way to dodge that attack, while at the same time I keep pulling the strings, even though there is no accomplishment in that action.

The pain, starts to become much greater in my arm. Since the thread is producing a cut in the blood pressure. So that each time the blood flow is accumulating in my arm, appreciating more and more a strong red color in it, in addition to the veins much more swollen.

Some tears begin to come out of my eyes as a reaction to the pain produced by the pressure on my arm, but I try to hide the pain by holding my breath.

I begin to think that I will not be able to save myself from this one because the thread does not give way in any way.

"ARGHH"

From so much effort, the threads cut my arm a little, causing a considerable amount of blood to come out.

"It hurts too much..."

I say that, as I watch the blood fall from my arm more and more.

"What?"

I was impressed to see that the effort and cutting my arm a little was effective. Now the thread holding my right hand is much longer than the one in my left hand.

That means, if I keep applying the same amount of force for longer. I might be able to dodge that attack.

But...

I don't know how much more my arm can resist.

I think about that, as I see the blood dripping from it.

I close my eyes a bit, psyching myself up a bit for what I'm about to do, while at the same time preparing my whole body to resist the pain.

"Now!"

I shout that, while instantly starting to pull much harder on the thread in my right hand.

The pain is much greater than before. Also, the cut on my arm slowly gets deeper, as the blood starts to drip more and more.

I try to distract my mind, while increasing the strength in the muscles of my face to avoid thinking about the pain.

The attack, now only about 2 or 3 meters away from me, I must be quick.

...

"ARGHH"

Then, I manage to increase the length of the thread, moving a considerable distance to the left. So that the water attack managed to cut the thread on my right hand. Which did not allow me to move forcibly.

At the same time, the thread cut quite deep into my arm, producing a much more unbearable pain than before, as well as a quite worrying bleeding at first sight.

"That attack was too strong."

I say that, while analyzing the way it cut my thread like it was nothing.

The power of that attack must be impressive, it must have a force capable of cutting through anything.

I don't even want to imagine what would have happened to my body if I hadn't been able to dodge it.

"Shit..."

I direct my watchful gaze towards my arm, but I avert it immediately.

I try not to look at the arm so I don't worry about the current state of my arm. Since it is too disturbing to see the damage I cause myself in order to save myself from the attack.

"At least now I'm free of my right arm."

"Although it's too injured, I need to close the wound soon."

Meanwhile, I look at my left arm, thinking about how I can free myself from that one now.

I can't use the same method as just now, because it would need some big attack of the same caliber that cuts the thread.

I guess I'll have to think of another method.

"Wait..."

"What?"

I hadn't noticed before what happened in front of me, but now the sea of blood dispersed considerably in front of me. So that it can now be seen ahead.

"That's..."

Instantly I could see the long-haired boy desperately trying to swim.

He is clearly trying to look for something, which is a considerable distance away from him.

But that's not the problem...

The problem is his current state, he is too injured from what I can tell. Since he is bleeding too much and you can see quite a few deep wounds on his face and parts of his body. Besides the state of his armor is deplorable. So it is very damaged, therefore, quite possibly not withstand another couple of attacks of the beasts.

I must get close to him....

"Shit!"

I move agitatedly towards the front, but quickly return backwards because of the still existing thread holding me from my left hand.

Faced with the situation, I frowned angrily.

"I completely forgot that I also have a problem that I need to solve right now."

Then, I start to look at the whole environment around the boy, seeing how the red sea has almost completely disappeared.

"All that was done by that boy?"

That kid is impressive, he must have great magical strength.

I look again at the thread in my left hand, thinking about how to free myself quickly to help that boy.

I can't let him or Froilán die.

...

Then, I can see how clearly 2 more beasts start to approach towards where the boy is, both at an impressive speed.

"How is it possible that there are still more of those things?"

I say that very angrily, as I follow the entire path of both beasts with my eyes.

Thinking that the boy will look around to see what is happening around him. I decide not to worry.

But in the meantime I only see how he keeps swimming agitatedly towards a specific place without noticing the beasts behind him.

"Why doesn't the boy look at his surroundings?

"Besides..."

"Where is he headed?"

"Is he running away?"

"So he'll just leave us here and not save his brother?"

I start jumping to conclusions without understanding why he's running away.

But then I realize what he's looking for.

"It can't be..."

What he's looking for is his wooden staff, a weapon with which I could see him perform all his skills.

Then...

It means he's totally unarmed.

At this rate I'm just going to end up watching him die. Since he won't be able to make it in time to retrieve his wooden stick.

The swimming speed of us is far inferior to what these damn monsters possess.

"I must leave this place now."

"I can't wait any longer."

I start to use my right hand to try to cut the thread of my left hand, but I can't do it. Since the pain completely took over me. So that I cannot exert the same strength as before.

Next, I start desperately looking at 3 places.

My right hand completely injured.

The situation of the long-haired boy that the beasts are getting closer and closer to him.

And the thread on my left arm that I still can't cut.

"Shit."

"Shit!"

"Shit!"

What do I do?

Completely ignoring the pain in my right arm, I use it again to cut the thread on my left arm.

I begin to grit my teeth hard, as I pull the thread with all my might to try and cut it.

"Kishh!"

I release it at once as I see that the wound on my hand emitted a strange sound, which triggered bleeding just like just now.

Will I be able to use my thread magic then?

I ask myself that question, while looking a bit panicked at the increasingly worrying state of my right hand.

I don't know if I can cast thread magic from my right arm in the situation it's in.

Well...

I must give it a try.

"Come on..."

"It works..."

I mutter that, as yellow-colored threads slowly begin to sprout from my right arm, but they disintegrate after a few seconds....

"I knew this was going to happen..."

I say that, thinking of some other plan to free myself, but nothing comes to mind.

I look again towards the long-haired boy to see the distance between the chasing beasts and him.

But I realize that there is no more time....

The beast closest to him is about to grab him by the leg....

I get totally upset as soon as I see that and completely abandon the plan to free myself from this place.

I must alert that boy of his situation right now.

"Hey kid!"

"You must dodge the attack of the beast behind you!"

I yell that to him, but I realize he doesn't hear me.

It must be because of the sea and the distance we are at.

Then, I watch as the beast begins to reach out to grab the boy's leg.

If the beast does that, it will most likely end up tearing it off.

I have to alert him again.

I take a deep breath to try to warn him with the loudest shout I have.

"Quick, look behind ....!"

"ARGHH!"

I yell that, but instantly I get a blow hard enough on my back to make me spit out saliva.

What was that?

I think at once, as out of the corner of my eye, I watch as the claws of a beast begin to move quickly to attack my currently injured right arm.

"¡¡!!"

I push it away at once, the distance between its claws and my right arm being very slight.

"That was close..."

Out of reaction, I look down, only to realize that the beast attacking me is the same one that was completely paralyzed like a statue while holding the thread in my right hand.

Apparently the sound of that boy's attack and the cutting of the tension between the two must have alerted her. So she ended up reacting and coming closer to attack me.

Although I must admit that she was too fast because I couldn't even hear her approaching me.

"Impressive..."

I say that, while I'm still aware that the beast is behind me preparing its next attack.

I try to move my head back a bit but I can't manage to see it completely.

"Fushhh."

Then, a sound of someone swimming quickly started to be heard to the point where I could notice that the trigger of that sound is right in front of me.

I started to move my head, until I looked at what it is.

"Damn..."

"It's you..."

I said, that as soon as I saw that the beast standing in front of me is the same one that was fighting Dwight on the bridge before, I can tell by the mark he has near his chest, it's a clear mark from a lightning attack.

It is impressive that she is still alive after all the attacks she has received.

She is also completely regenerated.

Damn...

The beast standing in front of me began to form a pleasant smile on its face as we exchanged glances.

It clearly recognizes me already.

Then, it fully raised its arm upwards and put the fingers of its hand forward for the purpose of generating more strength in them. As well as clearly emphasizing his sharp claws.

"Glugh!"

Seeing that, I swallowed saliva at the nerves of not knowing what to do.

Subsequently, the beast began to lower his arm to attack me, he is using all his strength because it can be seen in his arms fully formed muscles.

The arm comes down at full speed, while I see how its sharp shiny claws begin to get closer and closer to my head.

If I get this attack, I'm going to die being split in two.

I can't move backwards because of the beast standing right behind me.

Also, that beast is covering enough space with its attack that even if I were to move back a little bit. It's going to end up cutting my face just the same.

What can I do at this point?

I don't have much time to think...

I must act fast...

I look down my right arm very precisely at what little armor I have left on the back half of my forearm. Since my own threads ended up breaking all the armor on the front.

Maybe...

Just maybe...

I can stop the attack with what little armor I have left in the area.

I quickly move my right arm overhead to parry that attack with what little armor I have left on it.

Hopefully I can give myself the time....

"CRASH!"

The beast's claws collided with the armor on my forearm. But the strength it has starts to quickly lower my arm.

"¡¡!!"

I try to counterattack with what little strength I have left, but its strength is clearly greater.

I was able to stop its sharp claws, but it's going to end up hitting me anyway.

"Oh no..."

I mutter that, while trying to hold back its abnormal strength, but I only watch as my arm keeps coming down.

"¡¡!!"

"CRACK!"

The light armor of the forearm emitted a cracking sound, while also a small piece of it slipped off.

My eyes widened in shock as I saw how the beast's claws are now closer to touching my open arm wound.

Practically, its claws are now just barely grazing my arm wound.

At this rate...

If I keep losing layers of armor like that, its claws will very possibly cut my arm....

"CRACK!"

Then, another small layer of armor slipped off. So that now the beast's sharp claws already have a small contact with my open wound.

"ARGHH!"

I started to scream the instant I felt a little bit of the beast's claws on my wound.

But I'm still going strong, not reducing the pain I emit in my arm to counterattack the beast's strength.

I can't go on like this...

I must attack...

Think Elizabeth.

Think of something you can do.

I try to give myself encouragement, as I motivate myself to think of something to do to attack the beast in front of me.

"¡¡!!"

I opened my eyes right away as I remembered something on my armor that I completely forgot about.

Underneath my right shoe is a blade made of a very strong material. Which my late husband for me.

He put it there for the possibility of a greater offensive attack. Since my thread magic limits me to many things.

The way to activate that knife. Is for my right foot to come in contact with some structure solid enough.

In that case...

What I can do is use the beast behind me to propel myself.

I hope there is enough distance to be able to lean on it.

"¡¡!!"

I quickly move backwards, while moving my left arm a bit to have a greater range to get closer. So that I can already feel the pressure on my left arm.

"I made it!"

As soon as my feet made contact with the beast behind me, I could feel the blade under my right foot being released.

Instantly, I propelled myself forward to make the attack with the blade on my right foot.

"I hope this will stop you from eating innocent people!"

I said that, while with the blade I cut from the lower part of its stomach, all the way to its mouth.

The cut was deep enough to make him expel his disgusting yellow blood.

But unfortunately I couldn't attack his heart.

The cut caused considerable damage to his mouth in particular, to the point where it will be difficult for him to chew whatever it is...

At least until he regenerated.

"¡¡!!"

The beast, reacted by moving backwards at once. So that it stopped exerting its force on my injured right arm.

During that period, the beast's face changed completely, going from having a total pleasure in believing that it is going to murder me, to a face of wanting blood right away.

Then, I turned my gaze to the beast behind me. The one I had used to propel me to attack.

The beast behind me did not think too much about it. So it reacted by performing another attack on me with its claws, but this time using its whole body to charge on the left side of my body.

"¡¡!!"

It's now or never.

I started to move my left arm to put pressure on the thread. So that I can lengthen it a little. Just like I did with the thread that was on my right arm.

"HAAAAA!"

As I move my right arm to the right side of my body, I started to scream in reaction to the force and anger.

I managed to move it enough, but in the process my left arm turned red just as it happened with my right arm, but without getting to the point of shedding blood.

"¡¡!!"

The beast directly attacked the thread of my left arm, but only managed to cut his arm in 2. Since he did not calculate exactly how he should make the attack.

As its arm was ripped from its body by the density of the thread, a large amount of its disgusting yellow blood spread around the place.

Moreover, the beast's face, for the first time showed surprise at the situation. Since it most likely did not expect that.

Then, the beast that was cut by my knife also reacted to attack, but this time there was something different about its claws. Since there is an intense green color on its claws. As well as giving off an aura of the same hue.

Could it be that it is acid?

In the same way, I must dodge it.

"That's right!"

Since I don't have the thread on my right arm, I can move down for greater mobility.

Realizing that, I quickly descend towards a greater depth in the sea, using the same thread to do so with greater speed.

As I use the thread to dive deeper into the sea, I turn back to look at both beasts.

"¡¡!!"

"RAGHHHHH!"

The beast lets out a sound of pain.

That's when I see how the beast's attack is received by the other beast in the area of the arm that was just cut by the thread.

Hitting exactly in the area of the inner flesh of the arm.

After receiving that attack, the beast made a backward movement instantly, while squeezing the part of the spleen with its other hand.

"Wow..."

I muttered that, as soon as I saw that it is indeed acid what it had in its claws. As the severed arm of the beast began to slowly disintegrate.

"Impressive..."

"Will it be possible for me to kill it?"

I say that, as I watch the process attentively.

The beast automatically, buries its claws into its shoulder.

"RAGHHHHHHH!"

What does it do?

It digs its claws into its shoulder and starts to slowly pull out the remaining part of its arm.

Is it doing what I think it's doing?

"¡¡!!"

Finally, he pulls off the little arm that was still part of him and throws it away, leaving him with only a single arm in good condition.

Looking at the arm he threw, I can notice how it ends up disintegrating until it disappears.

It is unbelievable.

He amputated his own arm to prevent the acid from spreading through his body.

These things are definitely not afraid of anything.