Fear clawed through the three men, having seen the snippers attack. The man with swords said to himself, 'Running isn’t an option. Our only option is, to' running towards them, 'charge forward.' He swung his swords at the older man, but he dodged the attacks while enjoying the moment. The older man dodged another attack and as the other man raised his hands preparing to strike again, he was kicked on his chest, sending him to the ground.
The older man then jumped on him with his axe forward. The man with swords put his two swords forward to block the attack, but the axe shattered the swords, cutting through his left shoulder. The man groaned in pain and kicked the man with the axe, sending him backwards together with his axe. The man whose weapons were blades ran towards the injured friend while trying to hit the man with an axe but to no avail. He said to himself, 'Maybe if I swiftly reach him, I may have a chance.' He increased his speed and stepped on a rock, then exerted pressure before diving towards his direction. He was inches away from him; however, a bullet tore through his arm, throwing him behind and he staggered steps behind before falling to the ground. The man with an axe groaned in pain as he looked at the blade that had pierced the upper side of his leg. He looked at the man who had been shot and said, “You must have seen it coming, but you had no way to evade it,” pulling out the blade. The last person with an axe said to himself, I can’t watch as they get slaid one after another, holding his axe tighter, I must do something. He ran towards the person without a weapon, hoping to land a hit on him. The man with no weapon said, “You have made a big mistake.” He blew a black substance in the air, which turned into crows. The person with an axe smiled and said, 'What, do you think birds can hurt me?' The crows went in his direction, and the man who had summoned them shouted while stretching out his hand, “Now!” And the birds’ feathers became blades cutting him severally, as he tried to avoid them. They stopped attacking and he stood frozen while his body bleed, he looked at his friends as he spat out blood and he said, “Am ……. s…sorr…. sorry.” The person with arrows shot three arrows at his throat, killing him. The man with swords said, “You’ll pay for what you’ve done,” the man with an axe said, “The only thing that will happen is us getting our pay,” hitting the ground with the axe creating a blast that killed both humans. People screamed in fear of seeing their own loved ones killed. “Please have mercy. Somebody, help!” Shouted a woman. A man holding a sword put it in front of her and said, “No one will be coming this time,” cutting her throat. Clouds began to gather and thunder rumbled. The wind produced loud sounds as it blew in the distance. It was followed by the flapping of wings that was getting nearer with each passing moment. A man said, “Something big is in the skies.” Another said, “That can only be a dragon, they are the only largest monsters I have known to roam the skies.” The flapping become louder and finally, there was a loud crushing sound that sent shivers down the peoples’ spines. It had landed in the palace gates and t released a loud growl creating a lightning bolt. The clouds rumble, and then it struck the dragon changing him back to a human and breaking the palace gates. When the dust had settled there were creatures which were half humans and half-monsters, which were bowing down before him. He stood to his feet then nodded his head and the creatures went in different directions. They appeared anywhere, where his followers were being attacked and killed the assassins who were present. A portal appeared after the assassins were defeated and all the followers went through. The king asked a soldier, “What’s happening? Was there a monster attack?” The soldier answered, “We are being attacked by a large dragon. One never seen before” “No matter how big, don’t we have the best dragon hunters? Where are they all?” “They were all killed by the dragon, none landing a single attack on it. We must get you out of here immediately, this is no normal dragon,” locking eye contact with the king, “it is a dark-class dragon.” He fell to his knees, disbelieving what he heard. His father had once told him that dark-class dragons are very strong and are capable of destroying kingdoms in a short time. Rocks flew towards the king as the wall crumble but he jumped away. The hammer lord walked inside and the king was shocked on seeing him. The king said, “Impossible, you died. It was confirmed.” The hammer lord continued walking towards him and threw the headless corpse of the leader of the assassins. “There he is. You can confirm for yourself.” The king continued moving backwards, “Please don’t kill me. I ……… take half of the kingdom.” Seeing he was not stopping he said, “It’s not enough? Take the whole kingdom but ………….,” his voice dying down. The hammer lord hit him with a chain and rolled on the ground, till he fell out from the building which was high from the ground, breaking most bones. The hammer lord jumped from the building, landing on the ground in an upright posture. He stepped on the king’s chest and he coughed out blood from his nose, bleeding. The hammer lord said in a deep voice, “You all took my kindness for granted, now I shall show you the true definition of fear. All who stood by me were sent to a faraway region. But to all of you,” looking at one human after another, “you shall be, but memorise.” He raised his hand and his hammer appeared, he then hit the ground killing all who were in close range. He then touched the ground, it opened up and out came different monsters consuming the people and turning the place into a disaster.“Where am I?” Asked Zeomora as he stood to his feet. He heard a horn being blown and people shouted with all their might. “That must be a war cry,” then he found himself outside a palace. Elves both young and old were running around in panic as soldiers slayed one elf after another. A soldier came running towards Zeomora with a spear on his hand preparing to kill him, but the soldier passed through him killing the female elf that was behind him. He fell to the ground in relief as drops of sweat splashed to the ground. “It is not real, I must be seeing a vision.” In the air he saw four unique heroes, each holding a different weapon and everything became dark. Breathing heavily with a hidden fear within. “Where am I?” Said Zeomora, looking at his surrounding which was completely dark. He had memories of people shouting at him, ‘Of with him, he should die just like his disgraceful parents,’ which was followed by a gunshot in his chest. He came back to his sens
The prisoner told him, “We have arrived.” All this time, Zeomora hoped that it would all turn out to be a vision. “Get out!” Said a soldier, holding a spear in both hands. When they were dragged out he saw that other people had already reached and were waiting for them. Among those who were waiting, was a priest. He smiled and said, “Your days are finally over. You’ve killed many, now their souls cry for vengeance and they shall be avenged today.” Zeomora’s body was shaking, hoping for someone or something to save him. Tears began to roll down his face, as they formed slightly warm streams down his cheeks. ‘How can I die, even before I ever accomplished a thing,’ he hit the ground with his fists, ‘this life has always been cruel to me. Never giving me a chance to prove my worth.’ Looking at the guns pointed at him together with the other two prisoners. ‘So, I shall die like a fallen soldier in battle, who has trained for years but never landed a hit on any of his e
He reappeared in a forest with rocky areas and sighed in pain before falling to his knees. His eyes turned back to normal, the armour and sword disappeared and he began to cry as he looked at his bloody body. Having memorise of the cries of the soldiers who died one after another. He removed his shirt and so on his chest he had a mark of a dragon’s head. He shouted, “Come out here you dragon, why did you do what you did against my will?” Through telekinesis, the dragon told him, “I saved your life. If I didn't do as I did, you would have died.” Hitting the ground with both hands, “Then I should have died instead of all those soldiers dying a worthless death.” “Do you hear yourself; those were the same people who wanted you dead and now you plead for them.” “It’s my choice, not yours to make.” The dragon shouted in rage, “Listen!” Making him appear where he had first met the dragon. “You will never survive in this world if you deci
Sweat trickled down his neck, “This day just had to be long,” studying the actions of the wolves. He tried looking for a way out, but could not think critically because of the chaos in his mind, “My only way out is asking help from the dragon.” He fell to his knees and said in a low voice, “Dragonlord I need your help,” and immediately he was teleported to where he had met him. The dragon came nearer to him and asked, “Have you now realized that the only way is to kill in order to survive?” Zeomora looked to the ground and said, “No, I am sorry, but I believe there is a world that exists with ought having to choose war.” The dragon laughed, “I used to picture life that way, till the day life taught me that a place like that never exists,” flying away, “but I shall help you. I have provided you with the sword, but you’ll have to use your skills.” He came back to reality and a description appeared before him. ‘You can now use portal storage. This allows you to sto
Residents screamed as something attacked them. The people who were chanting stopped and one of them asked, “What could that be? Could they have already arrived?” A man said as he shivered, “It seems,” pointing at a wolf, “look!” The people released shrieks of fear as each ran in different direction. A soldier said, “Stop firing at the man in the building he must be dead from the fire, let’s focus on the wolves." They began shooting the wolves in front of them, but the bullets were of little harm to them. Some of the wolves remained behind preventing being shot by the bullets, while others continued forward. A soldier asked, “What do we do now? The bullets don’t seem to do any damage on it.” Another said, “Even so, we have to keep firing.” Sounds of blasts were heard from behind, then they saw a man in red clothing approaching them. “Finally, the adventurers have arrived.” When the adventurer reached them, he asked, “Are you all ok?”A soldier ans
The adventurer said, ‘If he won’t answer me, then I’ll just have to beat him, then he’ll answer all my questions.” He also charged at him and was about to use a spell, but Zeomora disappeared. He quickly looked around, making sure Zeomora wasn’t going to use a surprise attack, but could not find him. He prepared himself in case he appeared anywhere, going in circles, trying to use a sixth sense. An attack came from the front and he quickly reacted by jumping away, but it slightly cut the upper side of his leg causing it to bleed. His breathing became louder and his heart rate increased lowering his hearing. ‘Where did the attack come from?’ He created a fireball and directed it behind him, but Zeomora held the blast distinguishing it. He used ‘Chainer binder’ and chains with sharp endings appeared from the ground and pierced him, holding him to the ground. Zeomora examined his hand and said, “I thought you were a worthy opponent but it seems you weren’t.” Th
His team members went behind him, preparing to attack. The sword Alkaldria laughed and said, “This is your team, a dark and water demi-humans,” looking at the monster and was shocked, “this is the monster which I have been hearing about……….,” Zeomora interrupted him and said, “Cut the story short, why are you here?” The sword Alkaldria said irritated, “You dare come back here after hiding for four months and killing all those innocent souls?” Zeomora said, “I warned them before they attacked me, I told them I didn’t want to fight them?” Becoming even more irritated, “What, you blame all those people you killed out there on themselves, I will surely kill you for what you have done.” Zeomora asked, “That’s so impressive, coming all this way just to kill me. I do believe you came here for something else, am I right?” The mage interrupted and said, “There will be no more explaining for now,” moving forward, “you seem to be too cocky, for a person with low s
Zeomora made Saiberlygh move faster while asking, “The monsters must have arrived?” The man said, “No, these monsters arrive earlier, the rest shall come hours later. Hopefully, they don’t usually attack people inside towns, cities, or villages.” A monster came out from the ground and went in front of them, throwing the carriage to the ground. Some monsters walked on two legs and had weapons on one hand. The monsters headed towards them, Uhpheldra went in front of them and drew out her sword. Zeomora said, “Run will take care of them,” he said, “And what about the medicine,” Zeomora said, “Don’t worry will take care of that,” and they ran away. Uhpheldra ran towards the monster, cutting off its leg and as it fell to the ground, she jumped on the back of its head and slaid it. The clouds cleared off and the sky stopped glowing red. Zeomora said, “We have to do something about the medicine,” Uhpheldra said, “I got it,” she made the whole carriage