"GAHHH!" Kok yelled as he felt his insides being sliced, unconsciously dropping his weapon to the ground.
His eyes turned red and he held on to the hilt of the sword inside him, keeping it in place as he bumped his head against his attacker with much of his remaining strength.
BANG!
Victor gritted his teeth as he felt stars explode in his eyes, losing his balance. He closed his eyes and followed his instincts, lunging in a direction and using his body to bump against Kok who, at this time, was struggling to get his weapon.
Kok was pale and shivering from the blood loss, but his natural survival instincts took over his body, allowing him to move despite literally being burned and skewered all over his body.
However, he was still unable to keep his balance when Victor rammed into him in the end. His knees buckled and he was forced to kneel down.
Victor heaved deep breaths and saw that his neck was finally exposed. He raised his sword, ready to behead the man once and for all.
But before he could do so, Victor had to step back by instinct, narrowly avoiding a blade that stabbed where he was just standing. Victor frowned and looked in a direction to see Ken and Benny on the ground, struggling to get up. Most of the soldiers were also down, with a few handling the remaining mercenaries together.
When he saw them drinking the healing potion, he felt relieved, and fully focused on the new aborigine who was dealing with him.
This one was also in a poor state, but his wounds were far less lethal and his attacks were still faster and more alert. The two level 15’s eyes met and a dawn of understanding was exchanged between them.
Kok, who was gasping for breath, looked at the ongoing fight with dark eyes. He turned to look in a direction, forcing himself up and dragging his feet towards it. Adrenaline coursed through his veins and it let him move even when he was dripping blood and losing lifespan for each step that he took.
Victor and the others naturally noticed where he was going and cursed. Before they could follow him, the other two guarded the way, seeming to be determined to kill whoever interrupted.
The mercenaries had been taking advantage of the soldier’s kindness and softheartedness all this time. How could they not take advantage of it!?
While Victor and the others tried to get past the obstacles, Kok heaved gasping breaths and trudged across the lawn. Leaving a trail of blood, he reached the door to the women. His hands were shaking but he managed to open it, and immediately he heard the gasps of the women inside.
The women, who had been scared by all the screams and sounds outside, were already incredibly tense. When the door abruptly opened to reveal one of their torturers, their bodies naturally reacted in fear. This was made worse by his horrible appearance of burnt skin and blood, making him even more terrifying in their eyes.
Those who had the mind huddled even tighter in a corner, while the dazed ones only shook unconsciously. This was with the exemption of Juni, who remained standing, as if frozen, and looked at his poor state with dark eyes.
"Come here!" he yelled as he dragged himself, thinking that these women would come if he yelled—as they always did!
Instead, Juni immediately jumped on to him with her weapon. Of course, even if he was weakened, he was still five levels stronger than the woman who didn’t have any experience in fighting.
He gritted his teeth as he caught her hand and pulled her, throwing her down the floor with much of the strength he could muster in his current state.
"Ah!" She yelled, coughing, and a few of the other women gasped at what happened, some shivering, while most wanted to go to her. But then they saw the scary burnt face of the man and they all froze, painful memories making their bodies shiver in terror.
Kok was very hostile and in pain, he looked down at the woman, heading there with his limp, very much intent on torturing her. Unexpectedly, a vine appeared on his feet again and he fell down.
Bang!
His eyes widened as he felt the impact of the ground, his dying body unable to react in time. His head turned to the side and saw that young wood user, who was still half-dead on the floor, but with finger raised up.
Amos gasped for air, obviously using more than what he could, and he lost his consciousness a second later.
The man gritted his teeth and tried to get himself up, but then he heard clutter and looked up to see a sword already hovering above him.
Juni was in pain, but the strength given by the thought of ridding the world of scum like this fueled her movements and, with her entire weight—with the weight of her past bitterness—she stabbed down!
"GAH!"
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