《The Hunters: Gaea》"The Hunt is on! The Mission Begins! Escaping Responsibility!" Part Three
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Eventually, their hug ended and it cuts to Lea patching his arm with a sash to rest his arm with, using the fabric of Alex's sleeve.
"I'm sorry for hugging you. I thought you didn't get hurt that badly. Also sorry that I haven't learned any healing spells." The only spells she's been honing were her offensive capabilities and close quarters with her staff for the past 5 years. "I really should've at least learned a basic Heal."
Alex was gulping on a red liquid, a healing potion. He let out a disgusted gasp from drinking it. "Blahck... That stuff is nasty. Don't worry about it, Lea. Healing potions will be enough for now." He assured her. But healing potions are there to speed up recovery, not instantly. At least, the ones that are consumed by the public.
Sal meanwhile was currently attempting to yank out the tusk of the Boar to bring it home as proof they killed it. "Hgh!—hnghh!" She struggled and sighed in defeat. "No good...we should've brought something to cut it off." The tusk she pulled was covered in cuts and gashes as she attempted to chop it off with he sword but the same sword she used to impale the boar with all her strength actually developed chips and eventually broke apart similar to someone using a kitchen knife to repeatedly smash a wall but the knife broke in the process.
The ground quaked. The sound of trees falling as the three looked to where the sound came from.
"What the—" Alex tensed and stood up looking to where the trees are falling.
"Don't tell me..." Sal can take a good guess what's coming. They had trouble fighting just a youngling of a Megafauna. But what they dreaded is the fact of something that comes with fighting one.
"It makes sense...we were just fighting an infant; a youngling. That means what's coming..." Lea trailed off as the sounds of trees being felled and the heavy steps are being heard
"The hidden difficulty of the B rank mission..." Alex said as what came out was a 5-meter tall behemoth of a Boar. Tusks larger than 2 meters and overall a terrifying giant compared to the three who are but the bugs that killed its child. The Megaboar’s body had cuts, fresh too. With lodged spears and swords on its legs yet it didn’t appear at least in pain from having the weapons into its flesh.
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"GHYOUHHH!!!" It let out a low growling Squeal that shook the core of the three kids. They are too tired to fight it and are too weak to even kill it. The only thing reasonable to do. Was run.
Which they tried to but suddenly something crashed onto the Megaboar's head, causing it to fall down upright with its legs spread out. It was a man covered in orange armor and a flaming helmet. His armor in cracks and the helmet eventually shattering to reveal it was Julius.
"Dad?!" Alex exclaimed in surprise as something leaped out from the other side of the clearing. It's Michel, tattered and beaten up, covered in bruises and having a bloodthirsty smile.
"Hah! At least you're not as weak as I thought you would be!" Michel screamed as he ignored the three and the corpse of the youngling. Too focused on fighting Julius.
"Uncle Michel?!" Alex spoke out again as Sal retreated back to the group to instinctively cover behind her two friends to soften anything that comes at them, using Alex and Lea as meat shields.
"Ghr... And you're still an asshole that wants to fight everyone you meet!" He grabbed the tusk of the Boar and promptly Plucked it out like a tooth with the Boar immediately squealing. "Shut up!" He exclaimed and bashed the Boar on its head and surprisingly it did shut up after having its skull bashed by its own tusk. He hopped out of the boar and he leaped towards Michel to bash him with the tusk like a club.
Michel guarded the attack as his feet sunk into the ground, leaving a massive crater. The tusk cracked from the guard before Michel turned the club aside, letting it drop on the ground. He raised his feet out of the ground and clobbered Julius' face with an axe swing. Causing him to let go and drop the tusk club as he was knocked to the ground.
The three are speechless to see how casual Julius can yank it out an adult Megaboar's tusk and see it as not a concern. "Alex..." Lea looked at him with a bit of fear. "Do they fight like this when we're not around?"
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"Nope... I'm just as surprised as you are." Alex commented as they watched the fight escalate until the Boar started squealing.
The two Ares men gritted their teeth and rushed at the screaming Boar and immediately silencing with Julius renewing his armor and Michel picked up the tusk and hurled it to the Boar's skull. Killing it almost immediately until Julius punched the tusk deeper, making its death instant.
"Damn boar screaming our ears off." Michel complained as he rolled his shoulders. "Now I lost interest in fighting you..." he said to his brother who's armor cracked up and vanished to reveal he's just as injured as Michel.
"So you'll take back what you said?" Julius said with his arms crossed.
Michel pulled out a cigar, biting and lighting it as he already puffed one out. "I'll take back what I said about your brats. But the fact remains true about the rest of the guild."
"Fair enough..." Julius smiled a bit that he apologized for his kids as he came to realize that Alex and his friends are there. "Oh, Alex!" He saw his son as he walked towards the three "I'm glad I found you. What happened to your..." He fell. Fully exhausted and succumbing to his injuries.
"Dad?!" Alex screamed with the two screaming their own variation in unison.
"Old man?!"
"Mr. Ares?!"
"Eh? I can't move. Michel what did you do to me?" Julius said as he was one the ground face first.
Michel pulled out the Cigar from his mouth. Letting out a huff of smoke come out before he fell too. "Mgh... I should be asking you that..."
"Uncle Michel?!"
"Asshole uncle!?
"Mr. Michel?!"
The two brothers are on the ground face first as the three looked at them and the impaled boar corpse. "...How are we supposed to bring a pose of the boar and drag these two with us!?" Alex complained as his question was answered when something came out of the ground. A muscular giant of a man, shining brightly from his ascension underground. It was Gormin.
"I heard your cry for help and I came here to answer it!" The man flexed his muscles and his bald head shined with a sparkle from the sun's reflection.
"Now where did you come from?!" The three said in unison. Understandably confused as he came out of nowhere.
"From underground! I came here to pursue your uncle for avoiding work and what easier way to chase him than through underground like a mole, hearing his footsteps beneath the soil and catch him by surprise? But to my own surprise, I came to see the two fight. And to not interrupt a passionate and YOUTHful brawl between brothers I decided to only intervene when one of them falls. Then I came to see you three fight a beast. Young Alex you show promise. Along with your friends! Your cooperation is something the Guild's many members would want to have! Haha! Such skill and teamwork show you three are more than ready to be in the guild!"
"I can hear everything that is coming out of his damn mouth and I am not there shutting him up." Michel said as he attempted to stand up, only to sink into the ground for a split second, his head popping out from the work of Gormin burying him.
"Hah...serves you right for running away...I'm...I'm just gonna take a nap...thanks for showing up Gormin." Julius said with gratitude before finally passing out.
"Uhm...thanks...can—can you help us bring everything back home?" Alex said as he honestly cannot process any more confusion especially as he is in pain.
"Certainly!"
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