Garashist swings his claw in an overhand arc, cleaving through one angels wing. Before the angel hits the ground, his other arm stabs forward, ripping into the angels throat and sending it to whence it ca.
Two spears plunge into his body and leave two gaping holes, but the demon doesnt care. He hardly bleeds. His fearso regeneration can fix any tissue not fully severed. Garashist trades wounds for kills with impunity. As long as he lives, he can heal; as long as he lives, he can kill.
With a flick of his armored tail, he destroys another angels face, sending it back to heaven. With four opponents left, he can take on the offensive.
Or Garashist would, were it not for him.
Garashist glances at the masked man who leisurely walks towards him, spinning his cane and whistling a tune that puts Garashist on edge.
The demon is not sure why, but the masked man does not feel correct. It may be that his [Demonic Sight] skill cannot see the mans class, or possibly mans incongruously relaxed posture, but sothing is very off. To gain ti, Garasshist leads the angels away from the man while he ends their lives.
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Aiden groggily regains consciousness, feeling as though he has been asleep for the past day. He groans and props himself into a sitting position. Hes tired, exhausted. Every part of his body hurts and his brain feels like sludge.
He looks around, trying to rember why? His eyes land on Jess as she leans over Brando, her hands aglow. He barely registers Brandos new stump before the hand begins to regrow. Aiden watches in silent awe, trying to understand just what exactly hes seeing. It only takes a few seconds for his eyes to bug out of his head when he watches the palm start to form.
So shocked is he that he doesnt notice Brandos screams until the hand is finished and theyve ended. The sloth-kin passes out.
How, that, arm, his cousin Shina stamrs in amazent. Aiden can understand her surprise; anyone with the ability to regrow limbs could earn more than most [rcenaries] ever could. [Kings] and [Emperors] would pay a fortune to have soone like her on retainer.
The [Priestess], if thats even her class, slumps to the ground with a tired sigh. Are you alright? his cousin asks.
Jess nods. Yeah, just tired. Regenerating limbs takes a lot more effort than healing wounds. I just need to rest a bit.
Timid, desperate, hopeful, Elly moves to Jess and presents her broken bow. Can you heal this? she asks, distraught.
Aiden frowns at the item. Wasnt that bow an heirloom from her family?
Jess shakes her head. Thats a bow, not a person. Youll have to ask Bone to fix it for you, she says, pointing to her partner.
Aiden realizes the battle is still ongoing. His eyes follow Jesss finger. He sees a demon beating down three angels at once while Bone watches and waits.
We have to help him, Aiden says, forcing his body to stand up, only for a piercing headache to force him down.
Aiden, stay still and dont move. Your body is still recovering. Jess says, Bone will be fine. Hes just, she sighs, being [Gentleman]ly.
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With ease, Garashist dispenses with the last three angels, all while the masked man silently watches.
If Garashist is being honest, that does not put him at ease. On the contrary, it leaves him worried. While he was busy with the angels, it would have been a perfect ti to attack. With his level restricted, Garashist doubts that he could have properly defended against any attacks sent his way.
Garashist, done with the angels, turns towards the masked man. Again, his [Demonic Sight], equivalent to an [Advanced Analyze] skill, fails to even properly activate. The mans aura alone should not be capable of keeping his class hidden.
In any case, Gara should avoid confrontation for a bit. His master is almost done raising the undead. Once he finishes, then the contract will end and Garashist will be able to use his full might.
Human, you did not interfere with my fight against the angels. For that I, Garashist, promise to make your death painless.
The masked man stops spinning his cane. Why do people always only offer those two options? It's either painless or painful with you people. The masked man spreads his arms. Why does nobody ever offer a pleasurable death?
He sighs and slumps. Its overused. The first person to co up with it may have been creative, but the rest of you copycats have rendered it cliche. If I had a milligram of morphine for every ti I heard it, then I would have already had a painless death. Even enough for that one ti I was summoned as that giant four-ard gorilla thing. Now that was a weird summoning, filled with way too many sticks up asses.
The masked man shakes his head. That species talked so much shit. Youre courting death or You fool who cannot see the peak of the mountain before inevitably threatening to rip out your organs and feed them to you one by one. But, occasionally, you get soone talking about swift and painless deaths. Anyways, those guys were always threatening you about sothing. It was practically an hourly occurrence. You go to buy groceries and one of the fruits dont look too good? Death threat. Soone makes eye contact with you? Death threat. That tree you tried cutting down is sturdier than usual? Fuck you tree, death threat.
The masked man chuckles. Soone gives you a death threat? Well, you have to reply in turn. Always with a more painful version. Its like a yo mama joke battle, except more poetic, less clever, and oftentis more bloody. Weirdly enough, combat was very rare. I believe it had to do with the likelihood both sides could end up maid. You dont want to lose an arm over killing soone. Or an eye. Or both. So, you threaten people with death till they back off.
The masked man scratches the side of his neck while Garashist does his best to understand what in hells ever-burning flas the idiot is monologuing about.
Now that I think about it, the society was actually very peaceful. I an sure, there were constant death threats, but wars? Almost none. The few that there were didnt even co to blows. Just two armies talking shit and threatening death for days on end until they got tired and both just dicked off into the sunset. Funny that the guys that could benchpress fucking oak trees were so nonviolent. Hmmm, maybe it helped that theyre all herbivores actually. Fuck, they remind of centaurs. Those fuckers have too much muscle. Like, where do they get protein? That shit just doesnt make sense. How much grass would they need to eat to get that level of beef? Or, no, theyre not cows. Is there a horse adjacent at product to describe that? No? Well, theyre strong as fuck and kick as hard as the rest of them. Like, there was this one ti
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Shina frowns, witnessing the standoff between Bone and the demon. She is still tired, and could probably move now, but she would barely be able to do anything at all. Her mana is just too low.
What are they talking about? The demon looks annoyed? she asks Jess, who only shrugs relaxedly.
Shina frowns, Maybe hes delaying him for us to escape?
Jess snorts. Heh. No, Bone wouldnt need to, not with soone so weak.
Weak? Aiden asks in confusion. Then why arent they fighting?
Jess sighs. Im not sure, but he usually has a reason.
Like? Thresh asks.
Jess rubs the sides of her face. It could be anything from experintation to showing off.
Showing off? What do you an?
CEASE YOUR PITEOUS YAMRING, MORTAL! I WILL RIP YOUR LIMBS OFF AND FEED THEM TO YOU!
Everyone turns back towards the apoplectic demon.
Really? Im pretty sure I told you about the ripping out organs and feeding them to you threat. Co on, youre older than ! Be a bit more creative in your shit talk.
I WILL REND YOUR BODY AND BURN YOUR CORPSE WITH HELLFIRE.
Oy, Gara, your following death threats have to be worse than what you said before, otherwise the whole effect is moot.
The demons eyes blaze red and his claws alight. He rushes forward, raises his arm, and slashes. DIE! he roars.
Bone replies by half-assedly raising his cane towards the strike.
Shinas body tightens as cane and claw connect. She closes her eyes before the impact but hears nothing.
She cracks open her eyes to see Garashists claws exactly where she last saw them: against Bones cane. The demons expression is one of bewildernt, mirroring Shinas own.
Jess sighs. This is what I an by showing off.
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Angry, confused, and quite humiliated, Garashist glares at his opponent who effortlessly halted his attack. He didnt even feel vibrations from the impact. No, sothing is very wrong here and Garashist needs to rein in his anger or-
The masked man loudly yawns and taps his cane on Garashists claw.
The rage he was so trying to calm engulfs the demon at the mans sheer audacity. He is one of the most powerful elites of Hell! To be insulted by a human is unforgivable.
Garashist slashes with his other hand, only for the sa thing to happen when it touches the cane. With anger still roiling, he releases an onslaught of attacks, even using his tail, but to no avail. Each movent just seemingly stops at any contact with the cane. He cant even grab the cane as the human rely pulls it away before he can.
Stopping his attack, he glares at the young man and takes a mont to assess the situation. His eyes fall on the group being tended by the [Abess]. He smiles, fonting a plan.
Oi, dumbfuck, Quasi jabs at the demon with his cane.
Garashist snorts and grabs the offending cane in a powerful claw.
[Kinetic Release].
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An explosion blows off the demons arm and sends him flying out of the burned battlefield and into, nay, through the trees.
Four pairs of eyes stare dumbstruck at what just happened, while one pair rolls at the sight. Jess knows of what Quasi is capable of, and what he did is the barest portion of the crazy things he can do.
Bone is amazing! Aiden calls out, his expression bordering on hero worship. He kinda reminds Jess of herself when she first t Quasi. She was enamored and amazed at how he saved her from slavery before repeatedly breaking her worldview. Oh, the pedestal she put him on. She blushes just rembering how much of an idiot she actually was.
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I watch the demon stand up from where he landed, impressed at how little damage he actually took considering he just got hit by the energy equivalent of a speeding truck. That much energy should have destroyed his body. Instead, his arm is in smithereens, but his body is relatively undamaged.
You, he seethes.
, I seethe back.
He blinks, angry, nearly as irate as earlier. Apparently, the loss of an arm is enough to keep him cautious.
He glares silently at . I do the sa, but only for a mont as I realize he cant actually see my eyes because of my mask.
Mortal, you are powerful, he says slowly. A smile forms on his lips, but you have wasted too much ti.
I chuckle, sensing a massive undead co to life below ground. The [Necromancer] down there really took his sweet ti.
Then, the demon starts laughing maniacally for so reason. I raise an eyebrow, unsure why, but it is made clear the next mont as black fire erges from his body. His horns grow longer, two additional tails sprout from his behind, and his damaged arm regenerates instantly. Power and mana emanate from the monster in front of . Every chuckle of laughter releases a pitch-black fla, the color of pure Hellfire.
The demons contract has ended with the resurrection of the big guy below.
Fuck yeah!
Perfect, I say, spinning my case, All according to plan.
The demon continues to laugh as he starts walking towards , his long strides made longer by his increased fra.
He stops several ters from and raises one of his spiked and enhanced tails, Any last words?
Yes, I answer.
He waits, and I wait as well. We stare at each other for a long mont, gazing deeply, longingly into each others eyes. He really has so good-looking eyes, very intimidating with that squint. Hes been staring at for a while. Could it be? Is this true love?
Oh, looks like he realized I was ssing with him. His eyes burn darkest black as he attacks.
As usual, I raise my cane and stop the tail as it touches my cane.
With it unmoving, I raise my free hand and remove my mask.
I smile at him. Git gud. [Kinetic Freeze].
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