《Human in a Demon's Hide》The Elite Bullies- VII
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I suddenly woke up in a dark place. The room was devoid of any light, it was pitch dark.
Did I just die?
Wasn’t I fighting that bitch a while ago?
Suddenly an excruciating pain ran through my crotch.
“What the frick!”, I suddenly woke up from the piles of rubbles.
*squeak*
A mouse was underneath my legs who tried to nibble on my man jewels.
“The fuck, do you want?!”, I picked a stone beside me but when I tried to throw my grip loosened and the stone fell.
I glanced at my arm and it was banged up pretty badly. My skin was almost blackened and blood bled through the skin of my finger joints. I then glanced at my surrounding just to find piles of rubbles of the withered down the old building.
The smog of dust arose and mixed in the with air. There wasn’t a soul present here except the bitch who was standing alone a little away from me. Her back was faced in my direction so I wasn’t able to see her expression. I quickly hid behind one of the rubbles to escape her sight.
All right, now even my right hand was useless and my legs were exhausted that they trembled with fatigue. I am done for, this was the limit of my body.
I wanted to make an escape, run and hide as far as I could. But for some reason unknown the bitch stood quietly for some time. Was she dead standing upright or what?
Then I see a movement in her.
“AAAhhhhhhh…..”, she screamed on top of her throat.
She was still as lively as ever!
What does it need to shut her trap for good?
Then all of a sudden,
“Hehehe... HAHAHA!”, she started laughing out loud.
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She finally had lost it. It seemed the rubble hit her too hard on the head. I should make my escape before her stupidity rubs on me.
Just when,
“You are the first person who managed to injure me. Although, you used cowardly and petty tricks.”, she said with her smile as she faced in my direction. The cutesy smile was back, creepy.
I quickly hid behind a pile of broken pillar beside me. Thankfully she didn't notice me. Blood dripped from her head to the chin. It was just a small scar and nothing much serious. Her clothes and hair were also a mess and dusty from all the debris of the building.
I need to get out of here before her elite slave dogs come here anytime soon.
“We are both similar in a way, aren’t we?”, she said with a cutesy smile as she glanced at the sky, “You also possess two faces like me. You can also distinguish between the scums and the good ones. But the most important factor was your drive to fight to live which I find it very amusing indeed.”
I think the rubbles hit her a little too hard on the head. I would have knocked some sense if I was able to. We had Nothing in common.
Unlike you, I had never oppressed the weak.
I don't hang around other numbskulls.
Neither do I unbutton my shirt button to show off my chest.
I know those points are lame but I wasn't able to think good ones at my current situation, anyway.
So the point was don’t even think to compare yourself with me, you dumb bitch!
I peeked sneakily to look at her so I could plan my escape.
She opened her palm and some soil particles left her hand and blew in the air.
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Wait! That's the other half of my crowbar?
If I had to take a wild guess that glove was at least an Iron class or higher.
William used his bronze class gauntlet and at his full strength, he managed to put a hole in the horse saddle.
But in this case, she used a single punch of glove’s power to flatten this building to the ground. Even though the building was a bit old but that was an abundant amount of raw power.
If she had attacked me instead of the floor with that strength, she would have easily made a squished cheese out of me.
I sensed some people incoming in my direction. I know it was a hunch but my instincts had always been correct. Although, this time I wanted it to be wrong.
I need to get out of here.
I slowly got on my feet to make my escape. I had to take the support of the broken pillar to get up but then all of a sudden piece of rubble fell to the floor.
Shit!
“There you are!”, she squealed with lunatic wide eyes followed along with a broad lunatic grin.
She swiftly kicked a big chunk of rubble beside her at my direction.
I quickly tucked behind the pillar but that flying chunk was actually aimed at that pillar.
There was a loud blast and the next thing, the whole world rolled around my eyes before I fell flat on my face. The shockwave had paralyzed my eardrums, all I could hear was a buzz.
How much time was I sent flying today?
Could this day get any worse?
Are Armin and Rose back at home?
Will I be able to go back home?
And such more thoughts started to pop in my brain as I laid down on the ground unable to move. I was back on the dusty street of some other alleyway this time. I stared at the sky above.
It was getting darker and darker as the sun sunk between the mountains. This dark sky was nostalgiac, similar to my life.
My hearing abilities started to return slowly but all the noises were in slow motion. All I heard was some random footsteps.
I need to get out of here!
I can’t die here!
I must survive for my brother-sister!
For their sake!
I got back into my senses but my body wasn’t responding. I think it had finally caught up with exhaustion.
But still, I somehow managed to lift my head a bit and there stood the bitch in front of my very eyes a few steps away.
Fuck!
I should be able to move my at least my arm if I put my strength, come on Desmond!
I tried to put all my force to lift my arm but all I could do was shake it a bit.
Was this it?
But for some reason bitch didn’t approach me to kill as she said. She stood there in place, for some reason unknown.
What the hell?
It seemed she was staring at something with an expression of displeasure. She glared at the direction behind me.
I curiously tilted my head to see behind, what was she staring at.
To my surprise, a girl with black long hair stood just right above my head with a long katana in her hand.
“Stop this insolence and barbaric action at once.”, she commanded as she returned the bitch’s stare with her own.
Wait, isn't she-...
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