From the Mont Nana had given the order for her beasts to attack, it had beco a struggle for life.
Lenny had raced into the dark for his life. At the sa ti, many questions went through his mind. "Why? Why ? Why is all this happening to ?
First, it was with Cain and the others. And now this. Why is everyone after my life? Did I offend soone else in another LIFE!?"
This thought process, accompanied with the rush in adrenaline suddenly triggered certain mories in Lenny’s head. mories that made him pause his steps as he was frozen in shock. After all, all these mories were bloody ones.
It was of him tearing apart limbs and body parts. It was of him spreading his dominion through fear and anarchy.
the look in the eyes of those that had once been pronounced his prey.
At this mont, the first beast had caught up to Lenny. this particular beast, a double headed lion launched at him to take the first bite.
Lenny’s instincts suddenly kicked in and he turned about.
His hands, each for a head, grabbed the creature. It was a contest for strength. One that the Lion had no desire for losing.
Without the functionality of the System, Lenny could not even so much as use Appraisal on the creature before his eyes, but all that did not matter.
After all, against strength, the power of the weak was insignificant.
Lenny’s eyes were dark. He did not know why he stopped. No! there was a reason. Like a headache at the back of his head, it banged hard.
It was like an instinctive thought process vexing at his retreat. It was not the first ti that Lenny had retreated from an enemy, and even the current him could feel that was true.
But for a reason, he could not understand, it rose a certain degree of anger in him.
It was like the marrow in his very bones was refusing to remain lying on the ground. His fingers holding the unforgiving jaws of the beast over his head suddenly applied a bit of pressure.
It was like the forced ripping of fabric, tearing skin, muscle and bone.
*SPLASH!* The blood of the creature’s torn heads splashed on his face.
It was hot and it had a foul stench, but by instinct alone, it was... REFRESHING...
Lenny found his lips pathing up to form a smile and then that smile got deeper as it blossod into a chuckle.
The next beast lunched at him. This one was a Soul beast. Its form was ethereal, but its massive form looked like it was a wild cat made of flas gliding through the air.
This ti around, Lenny waved his hands, and their glowed in the white of his magic
He smashed it to the side, smacking the beast so hard that it burst in a mixture of fire and blood.
Obviously, this beast was not entirely a soul beast.
However, more of its kind rushed over. amongst them were lower Jin, soul beasts, normal beasts.
As they launched forth at lenny, so did he at them.
With a fierce pull, he broke the jaw of one of the beasts, and then using it as a weapon, he hamred against the remaining. Most of these creatures were too far below his realm.
The only reason he had ran was fear. And that fear had been because he was not aware of his own capabilities. Even now, he was still very far from it.
After all, the normal Lenny would have brought out a Sword from the System so that he could enjoy a smooth slaughter. Or at least used a fireball.
However this Lenny fought in a raw unbridled manner. His hands, jaws, knees and any part of his body that could be used as a weapon beca an extension of his will.
He bashed and killed to his heart content. One ti, he kept on hamring the head of a crushed creature, its blood splashing like a shallow puddle until it beca at paste, looking like flattened road kill.
All the will, Lenny’s laughter, a low chuckle to the entertainnt of his aggressiveness.
And then all of a sudden, the beasts stopped coming.
Lenny stood to his feet. By now, organs, blood stained the earth and the walls. It was like a nagging baby was having fun and decided to scatter its lunch across the room.
Eyeballs here, a crushed femur there. Mashed intestine like tooth paste at one corner, and even a hanging liver there.
The one thing all these body parts had in common was the fact that they were all dripping with blood.
Lenny then turned in a particular direction. In his senses, he could see the advance of Nana.
Subconsciously, he walked towards her as she did towards him.
And then when he had drawn close enough, he spat out the remaining beast at in his mouth.
"Oh! you are finally fighting back? Did you suddenly develop so balls?" she asked in amusent.
"No! that’s not it. I am not sure. After all, I don’t rember, but I think... I think... running bores ."
Those words had co from the depth of his heart, and in his sky blue eyes, she could actually see that he ant it.
After all, his gaze was of a person looking down at not just her but the entire world.
For a bit, it actually shocked her.
This was not just cockiness. No! it was plain, pure PRIDE.
Although Nana was not aware of this, Pride ca natural to Lenny. After all, he was the Beloved of the Morningstar, the literal symbol of pride.
For a second, Nana actually found her self taking a step back. This was action that she imdiately sensed and stopped herself by sheer will.
If She did this now, she would never be able to look at her own reflection again.
besides, her System gave her points for hunting and not being hunted.
Yet, she could see the power brining about lenny’s body. He was Great Demon existence and she was sure that she just helped him figure out a part of his strength.
Nana was not dumb. There was no way she could beat him. At least not in the After Truth.
But her Soul cultivation was leagues from his own... Then again, who said that the fight must Be in the After truth?
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