Damien was doing all he could to push back. He tried all he could to stop Leroy, who kept pushing his hand back. Leroy became incredibly strong. So strong that Damien felt like an infant to him. Leroy growled in rage and punched Damien in the chest. Leroy's punch was so heavy that it sent Damien flying several miles away from the point of contact. Damien dropped on his side. He heard his bones crack. He had fallen on a broken branch of a hickory tree. He was trying to roll to the side, groaning in pain when he heard a thud next to him. He had barely lifted his gaze when he saw Leroy stomping towards him. He watched as Leroy ripped his suits off with just two fingers of his hands, which had turned to claws. "Oh shit." Damien could only imagine what would happen next. Leroy pounced on Damien and lifted Damien up by the chest. "Why won't you just listen to me, you fucking prick!!!" Leroy growled in Damien's face. Then he threw Damien against one of the big trees. Damien yelped in
Leroy went with claws thrown at Damien's face. It was quite an easy task for Damien. Damien dodged the clawed hands, moving back. Leroy launched another attack, taking a spree of thrown claws and jabs. But none of his attempts got to Damien. Damien was able to evade all of attacks, unscathed. Leroy was a little intrigued by the fact that Damien had no trace of scar on his skin. The pain and scars which were all over his face earlier were no where to be found. "You seem to have a trick, don't you?" Leroy said. Damien sighed, looking to the side for a while. "I'm getting bored. Is this all you've got?" Damien teased Leroy. Leroy was getting annoyed and there was a hue of rage hovering over his face. His eyes were growing even darker, and the redish flames filling the white bulbs in his eyes. "I was trying to go easy on you. I didn't want to put you in a condition that would land you in a coma for several months. Don't make my act of kindness seem like incompetence. Do not insult m
Damien fell on his knees next to Leroy. "Oh shit. I'm so sorry." He sounded so worried, regretting what he had done. "I didn't mean for it to end this way. I must have lost my mind." Damien looked so worried as he held unto Leroy. Though they had their differences, yet he could never imagine losing Leroy. Not after he had discovered that Leroy was the same as the wolf from the island. Though he had his doubts in the first place when Leroy revealed himself, after the fight, he knew that Leroy was not lying to him. Though he still didn't know the full details of what really happened to Der, which caused the sudden transformation of his body, yet Damien didn't feel threatened by the existence of the wolf man. While he was worried and thinking of how to save his old friend, he suddenly heard a sound coming from Leroy. "Huh? Leroy, are you fine?" Damien became so alerted. He saw Leroy smiling softly at him. Though Leroy's eyes were closed, yet his face was filled with a smile. "Hu
Damien walked into the enclosed area. The old man lifted his drunk face to look at him. Damien walked over to the table, which had several bottles of alcohol on it. "What will you do now?" Damien asked, staring straight into the dull eyes of the man. "Who is this lad?" The man said in a slurry manner. "What will you do now when you know that I am back? I'm sure that you know that I won't let this slide." Damien continued. The old man threw his hand towards Damien, but he missed the hit. He fell forward, hitting his face on the table. Damien shook his head. His fifth uncle was pathetic. The man had always been like that. He never knew when to stop. Drinking for him was way beyond addiction. If there was any other word to call it. "This cheeky lad." The man mumbled, lifting his head again. "It is you, isn't it. Damien. The jinx." The old man pointed at him. It wasn't so farfetched. Though the fifth uncle was quite drunk and his eyes were as heavy as a mountain, yet he could stil
Damien had gotten into the yacht when he realised that he didn't know how to drive the yacht. "Oh shit." He cussed. He had told Leroy not to hire a driver that he was going to find his way around it. It must have skipped his mind. "I hope he's still out there." Damien wished. He hurried towards the stairs, which led out of the extrinsically furnished yacht. Suddenly, something occurred to him. At first, it was a feeling, but not long after, he felt a shade of light with splattered rays running through his cheeks and heating up the nape. He spun around to see what this is all about. Right in front of him, there was a system window hanging in the air. [Ping! Host can exchange a system function with the yacht-driving skill.]Damien stared at the screen for a while. The system had just told him that he didn't have to go and learn how to drive a yacht or call someone. He could exchange one of the functions of the systems to get the skill of driving a yacht. That sounded really tem
[Ping! Restoring system's activities.][Ping! Yacht-driving skill was exchanged with Map function.]Damien stared at the notifications pop-up of the system that was hanging in the air right in front of his eyes. He didn't know what to feel in precise. "The map function?" He quizzed. The map function was equally as important as the ZOOM function. He knew this, so it was quite hard for him to choose the perfect relation to this. What he had in mind while coming to the island this early was to first locate the cannibals before going to join the organisers of the party events. He didn't think that would be anyway possible anymore. How was he supposed to find them now that he didn't have the map of the system?He sighed. "Such a useless bitch!" He grunted, taking the window down. When he raised his head, he saw a set of few ladies standing at the opening of the island. He squinted his eyes to be sure whether or not he would be able to make a mental judgement of who the ladies were.
No matter how hard Damien thought about this, it didn't make any sense to him. He was trying so hard to recall the last time that he visited the island. The last time he was here was when he was with Ari. How many months has it been that he was gone from this island to bring such a drastic and mouth-watering change?If Vegas was a country founded on the concept of magical realism, he wouldn't have had to worry much. If Vegas had the spiritual roots like the Nether realm where places could be transformed in the blink of an eye. Where virtual locations could be created and made to replace the old scenes. If those were the cases, Damien wouldn't have been this alarmed. He wasn't only shocked by these changes. He was crushed by awe. He couldn't see through the window of the car. The glasses were tinted. He didn't make a fuss about it. Not long after, the car came to a stop. The young man stepped out to get the door for him. The young man was different from the driver. The man got the
Damien couldn't think of what to say. What was stunning was the fact that the men were right there!!! How did they find him? Did they put a tail on him to track him in case he left his suite?Damien didn't really know what to make of this. But what was more important was the fact that he had just been discovered by the organisers. "It's you, Mr Kevin." One of the men stepped forward. Damien didn't find any reason to hold back anymore. He closed the pace. "What are you doing here, though? We thought that you would be in your suite?" Another man asked. Damien knew that he couldn't tell them the truth. And even if he wanted to tell them a lie, he would have to be quite sophisticated with it. "Well, I was just curious about all of this. When I was escorted by that lad, I didn't have the opportunity to look around. The lad was quite impatient with his duty. I guess the beauty of this space could not keep me in one place. Hence, I came looking around." Damien defended. He wasn't sure