Chapter 52: Weavetech Legacy
’Hell!! Jackson was killed just like that?! What kind of monster are we ssing with here?’
The bodyguard frowned as he braced his gauntlets forming what seed to be an energy shield. Enzo has so sort of disappearing ability on him, aning he could be anywhere right now.
Those kinds of enemies were the worse to fight against, that bastard Kegan he was going to get him killed.
"Big Joe, let
take care of this" From behind a calm yet smoldering voice resounded as Kegan reached forward tapping the lower tricep of the bodyguard.
He slowly looked back through the corner of his eye and noticed the young man before him was no longer wearing his blazer. He had taken it off and revealing a tightly fitted black battle suit with a tistamp on it.
Kegan was in truth not just a snuby aristocrat, he was also a really talented star weaver of Weavetech. A much better fighter than them in fact.
"Just make sure he doesn’t get his hands on that woman, when I’m done with him, I want to have so fun with her infront of him" Kegan said saring so dical tape of his cheek causing it clot and stop bleeding.
Enzo had ruined his face, he didn’t care much about Jackson’s death, this was the worst thing he could have done!!
"Okay boss!!" Big Joe saluted grappling Enzo’s mother by the back of her hair and dragging her back closer to the wall.
Monts passed, and seconds felt like an eternity as Kegan walked to the middle of the opening, allowing the rain to drip over him as he waited for Enzo to attack him.
"Hehe, a cowardly ability for a cowardly slum rat, very typical hiding in the dark. Your father wasn’t a coward though, he died like a man" Kegan mocked out loud, his smile unusually warped due to his tear.
"Why don’t you co out and face
like a man? If you do nothing with your pathetic life why don’t you just die like your father did?"
There was nothing he wanted more than to rip Enzo to shreds right now, but not only did he not yet understand his ability, he couldn’t even find him.
"Killing a man without the ability to fight back and you stand there speaking of cowards? Funny." Enzo’s voice resounded in the dark, still refusing to co out.
It frustrated Kegan to no end.
"Big Joe, if he doesn’t co out in the next 60 seconds, I want you to break his mothers arm" he turned abruptly to the big guy behind him and commanded in a threatening tone.
Enzo thought he could use psychological warfare on him? That was beyond laughable. Behind him Joe grabbed Enzo’s mother by her arm and exterted pressure tightening his grip as she scread in intense pain.
"Co out and save your mother boy, she needs your help" Kegan mocked as the screams of the woman behind muffled the sound of rain dripping around him.
"Hm" in the next second, he felt a movent from the shadows, as a pair of hands reached forward from a shadow on the wall.
"There you are" Kegan sneered then with the full weight of his body, he pushed himself towards big joe.
He knew the boy wouldn’t co out to attack him when he mother was visibly being tortured. It was a sure thing he would go for Joe first. Unfortunately Joe didn’t realize this and had let himself be used as bait.
Before he even knew it, a drill passed inbetween his rib cage, causing so much damage that it directly Peirced his heart.
However, this sharp kill was quickly interrupted as Kegan rushed over and ran up the wall before coming down on Enzo with a hard kick.
-boom!!
For the first ti the two of them clashed and Enzo was forcefully pulled out of the shadow from the sheer force of the attack.
"Hm?" Enzo frowned slowly getting up from the ground Kegans kick hand set him into. In the mont that kick landed Enzo felt a wave of weakness wash over him.
He had received hits from beasts 10tis his size, taken beatings from fighters realms above him. But none had ever felt this disorienting.
[Warning: Your ti Stamp has mysteriously gone down by 2 years. Adviced to investigate]
Enzo heard the sound of the void coffin in his head forcing him to frown and look at his sleeve.
[248years 7months]
It was true, his life span had gone down by two whole years. That was a lot in this ti and age.
"Weavetech created all of you, what makes you think you can refuse our olive branch when he extend it to you? Ungrateful slum dweller!!" Kegan remark snidely seeing Enzo check his ti stamp.
Kegan was from a family in Weavetech that was notoriously known as ti stealers. The witherspawns were the kind of monsters people didn’t like to ss with, with a single swing of their hands, they could cause you to lose all your ti making you into a withered corspe.
"Co on, what are you waiting for? You’ve killed my two bodyguards, if I’m the only one remaining what do you have to fear? You did co here to kill
didn’t you?" Kegan mocked Enzo flamboyantly swing his hands in the air inviting Enzo to a dance of death.
"Tough guy, lost all his friends and still thinks he has a chance, too much of a laugh" Enzo mocked back.
2years was a lot for a slum rat, soone living from day to day. But Enzo didn’t fit those categories anymore. He had 250 years of life span and could easily make more, there was no reason to fear a fight with Kegan.
"Good, you have a death wish. Let
see if I can make it co through" Kegan looked maddened as he rushed at Enzo in an instant, his body looking like after images of his forr movents.
Clearly he had a few tricks up his sleeve.
Fortunately, so did Enzo.
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