Present day Foradverold.
It had been less than a week since Akira and the army he led had started to encounter the Demigod raiding parties on their way to Jerora. Every small group they encountered were always surprised and unaware that a large army was moving around in the lower northlands.
The raiding demigods were only expecting to have to deal with small militia parties from surrounding villages and towns, and not the full army that seemed to come out just for them.
“We really can’t thank you enough for saving us. But…” the town chief happily thanked Akira and the other officers that were with him. They all stood on top of the town’s walls looking over the damage caused by the fight with the Demigods.
“You’re worried about what will happen when we leave,” said Akira.
“Yes, from what I’ve heard, the demigods are not one to give up when they want something…”
“There are only a few options. You can stay and fortify your town, join us as we make our way to Jerora and seek refuge there, or you can head south for Kodria or other towns that are being erected in the south.”
“That’s what I was worried about. Each choice has its difficulties…” said the worried chief.
“All because of this warmonger,” said Tormoid.
Thump! Varbu slammed his hammer onto the snowy ground in anger.
“That’s it! I am tired of your griping and backbiting! I have only ignored it this long because Akira decided to spare your life because you are both from the earth tribe. But now I am convinced he should have ended it all back on the battlefield. I am not from the earth tribe, so If you don’t shut your trap I will close it for you permanently, whether Akira agrees with it or not!” said Varbu. He thumped his chest with one of his fists and glared at Tormoid.
“Spoken like a true Man! Well done!” boomed Zundar as he slapped Varbu on the back a few times nearly knocking him over.
“YAP!” said Fluffball taking Varbu’s side as well.
“What did you say? You little piglet!? Are you trying to pick a fight with me?” asked a flustered Tormoid as he tried to put on a front of strength in front of the two towering figures.
“Wait, you guys now is not the time to be airing dirty laundry. You can take care of it at another time. We need to continue on our way to Jerora before heading north again to clear out all the demigods,” said Akira stepping in between the two angry sides.
“Buruuu!” a war horn sounded alerting everyone to a small approaching party coming from the north.
Akira, his guards, the officers, and other leaders, gathered on top of the wall with their weapons at the ready as they watched the riders cross the open snow-covered farmland.
“The horses look to be of the variety you can find in the far north. Quite a study breed,” said Dolph who stood next to Akira.
“That doesn’t mean anything, anyone could have taken them from their owners,” said Akira as he waited for the five riders to reach the town wall. His twitching nose told him that he already knew who they were and his hand gripped the handle of his sword even tighter.
“Where is Yu huu?” asked the female who was wearing fluffy pink winter robes. The four riders beside her were all a mix of leather, metal, and cloth armor all using different weapons.
“You who?” asked Akira, confused.
“The person in charge of the scouting team I sent here a few days ago,” said the woman, getting impatient.
“Oh that guy…” said Akira.
“Look, you stupid man, stop playing games with me and tell Yu Huu to get his lazy ass out here!”
“Can’t,” said Akira.
“Why not?”
“He’s dead… Just like you will be soon as well…” said Akira. A black misty light covered his body as he transformed and jumped off the ten-foot wall.
Fluffball hopped off the wall transforming in mid-air and landed with a heavy fwump! Sending large clouds of powder snow up into the air.
Dolph, Vilkas, and the other bodyguards jumped off the wall transforming into their werewolf form as they landed next to Akira and immediately ran towards the demigods.
Klyn began hastily chanting his buffs making sure to buff Akira first before going to his bodyguards.
Zundar and Varbu who had not expected Akira to start a fight like this both looked at each other for a second before they each jumped off the wall screaming their war cries as they flew through the air and landed heavily onto the ground. They charged forward with their heavy war hammers held above their heads following after the others who had gone ahead of them.
“What are you bastards doing!? Pheromone! I thought you said the werewolves all lived far to the south!” shouted the stunned female leader from atop her horse still not moving.
The other riders did not answer their leader, they only grabbed the reins of their horses and urged them into a fast gallop to meet the charging enemy with their different weapons at the ready.
Different glowing lights of hastily cast skills flew out towards Akira and Fluffball who were at the head of the charge.
Fluffball for all his weight and his large body was able to dodge the skills that rained down on him while the ones Akira could not dodge slammed into the weakened dark misty armor that surrounded his body before hitting his armor or shield dealing little damage as he plowed forward.
He launched himself into the air, his sword thrust forward… and pierced through a female rider’s stomach. The pierced rider was wearing cloth robes and wielded a long wooden staff that was glowing and about to let out another wind skill attack.
Akira’s momentum knocked the pierced rider off her horse and the two of them tumbled to the ground with Akira completing one roll before using the rest of the momentum to hop back onto his feet and pull his sword free of the rider’s stomach. He used a quick [Sword Slash] to sever the rider’s body in half.
Ding!
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Demigod Phermone has been killed!
Bright light particles rose into the air from the dead body. Akira did not look to see if there was anything dropped by the demigod. He quickly scanned his surroundings for his next target but found that the other three were already engaged in battles.
Akira watched as Fluffball gracefully leaped from behind Vilkas, who was weathering several skill attacks from one of the demigod riders. Fluffball bit down on the man’s arm pulling him off his horse as he flew through the air dragging the now screaming man behind him.
Fluffball went to work at dismembering and shaking the screaming man to death. All this happened in only a few seconds.
Akira turned his attention to the woman who was the leader of the group and was still sitting on her horse dumbly looking at her escort getting torn apart by warriors that should have been far to the south.
Akira started running towards her snapping her out of her stupor as she frantically tried to unsheathe her rapier on her hip.
At the last moment, she successfully unsheathed her rapier and stabbed it towards Akira’s head.
Bang! With a fierce swing, Akira’s shield knocked the rapier and the arm that held it to the side.
Akira’s gloved claws shot forward and grabbed onto the female demigod’s neck. He pulled the defenseless demigod off her horse and held her in the air not letting her kicking legs touch the ground.
“Are there any other raiding parties nearby? Or are you the last of your kind around here?” asked Akira in a rumbling growl. He loosened his grip on her throat to allow her to answer.
“You bastard! You’re just like all men. A bastard!”
“I am no bastard. My mother and father were married when I was born,” said Akira.
“You %^&*$, %#%&*! Just wait here, I’ll be back with more people to kill you!”
“No thanks, I’d rather come and look for you than wait here. Thanks for teaching me those new colorful words,” said Akira.
“You…” Snap! Crunch! The female demigod’s voice was cut off as Akira’s gloved claw crushed her voice box and snapped her neck.
“If I were you I would get out of this land before you suffer any more deaths,” said Akira before swinging his sword and separating her head from her shoulders.
Ding!
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You have killed demigod Fela.
You have leveled up!
You are now level 105!
“A little warning next time would be nice,” said Dolph as he walked up to Akira.
“Yap!” said Fluffball now in his miniature size as he happily hopped towards Akira through the thoroughly trampled snow.
“We have to hurry and help the town evacuate. They can join the others in the rear with the baggage train. Use the new horses to help carry their baggage,” said Akira in his gravelly voice.
“Understood!”
***
Three days later.
“Awooooo!” a scouting werewolf let out a howl that all could hear for a long distance.
“Again?” asked Mileena a bit peeved.
“Does she have a perverted hobby of dying?” asked Varbu.
“Don’t tell me… she likes Akira and is stalking him!” said Zundar. He glanced over at Mileena whose face had turned into a scowl.
“Varbu, Zundar, you stay to command the soldiers in case they try a sneak attack on the baggage train and the villagers. Dolph, Vilkas, and the rest of my guard follow me!” said Akira as he urged Grarr to head towards the direction of the howl.
Akira and his bodyguards rode until they reached a decent-sized snowbank and hid behind it, waiting to ambush the persistent enemy.
“Fela, they know we’re here. That howl proves it! It’s stupid to keep going forward. You need to be reasonable and return to the army so we can come with our full strength and wipe them out,” said a voice that echoed through the cold air a short distance away from the snow mound that Akira and his bodyguards waited.
“If we keep doing this we are going to lose too much strength! I have worked really hard to get where I am and you keep ordering us to kill ourselves!” shouted an angry man.
“Hold your tongue Berk! I brought you along because of your insubordination from the other day. If you continue talking this way I’ll have the guild leader punish you!” said Fela.
The voices were headed right towards Akira!
“They only have a few people, with our numbers we should be able to kill them! … That man. I will get him for daring to talk to me like that…”
As she said those words, she and 9 other riders crested the snowbank that Akira and his bodyguards were hiding at the base of.
Without a word or command the Garg mounts all pounced forward slamming their bodies into the frightened and whinnying horses who abruptly halted at the appearance of the large wolves jumping towards them.
The fight, if you could call it a fight, was over before it even began. Several of the demigods were knocked off their horses and were taken care of by quick slashes of swords and claws. Some fell to the ground along with their horses and got trapped underneath them and received the same claw and sword attacks as the others. While a few of the more unlucky ones became chew toys for the large wolves as they bit down on the demigod’s arms, legs and heads.
Akira stood over Fela whose leg was trapped under her horse that was trying to get back up onto its legs but kept falling back down on top of Fela causing her even more pain.
“I’m sorry Fela, It would never work out between the two of us,” said Akira with a serious expression on his face.
“What?” asked Fela, confused. She was now sitting up and gritting her teeth to try and ward off the pain she was feeling from her broken legs that were getting destroyed by the thrashing horse.
“You are a demigod, and plus I already…”
Shink! A dagger pierced through Fela’s neck and a second one through her back piercing her new leather armor and her heart.
Fela disappeared in hundreds of light fragments, and in her place stood Mileena who had used her blink skill to kill the obsessive Demigod.
“Hey, I was still trying to talk to her! Wait… where did you come from? I thought you were with Varbu,” said Akira.
“What more is there to say? You said all you needed to say right?” asked Mileena as she wiped off her daggers in the snow.
“Uh yeah… You heard what I said right?” asked Akira a cold sweat running down his brow.
“Yes,” said Mileena as she walked over to Grarr and hopped on his back behind Akira, grabbing onto him at the waist and hugging him more tightly than she normally did.
