(CHAPTER 26: BRUTUS)
I sat on a random rock on the dirt path, taking the wanted poster out for my pocket and make sure it twice that I didn't enter the wrong place. Toby meanwhile was gasping for air, leaning against a tree for some rest. He sure isn't the physical type. Although he is weak, he still dare to follow me here to a suicidal mission. Don't know whether if I should be touched or disgusted by his care.
"How-how far are we." He took out a bottle of water and chugged, I got to agree, it sure was hot today. I could feel a stinging pain coming from my lips, I smack my lips for a few time to keep it moist. "We are close." Precisely speaking, we are just in his hunting ground. "You sure you wanted to follow?" I stare at him, raining sweat. "I didn't want you to lose you life, even worse if you pull my leg in a fight." Without hesitating I spoke out the ugly truth.
"I am alright. As long as my head isn't damage, I can tank a few hits for you." He seem to he shocked by my speaking before smiling back once more with a wink. He sure regenerate fast from everything, just like how he heals his wound. "So what are we going to do?" he asked, seeing me staring at him. "I suggest we-"
I roll back the bounty poster and decided to continue our search, but suddenly, the poster in my hand felt abnormally heavy. "What the-" Before I could wrap my mind, the weight tripled. I immediately pull my hand away from the paper, it felt to the ground with a thump, leaving a crater. This is not normal for a mere piece of paper. I immediately stood up, alerted, so do Toby. Even the mere rustle of the leaves could send an alert down our spine. Looks like he had already make its way towards us, what a save of time and effort.
" Looks like the delivery is right on time." A figure walk out from the thick bushes beside the dirt path, with a soft chuckle. My sense told me this, is the cyclops, Brutus, that we are hunting for. "I still haven't finish supper, and here comes dinner." The figure walk into the light, he was a humanoid monster. Bulky, muscular, with a height and size similar to my Hell Beast form. He is carrying a huge metal bat the size of a grown man's waist, with blood stain on it and some bumps. It seems chunky, abnormally huge, and not very versatile. But one hit from it is enough to kill, just one hit. His hair was messy, like he haven't trim for ages, revealing his gigantic cyclops eye placed in between his big ass forehead. He is wearing a very weird looking armor, one that resembled a chainmail armor, but on closer inspection it isn't.
It's made out of teeth
Teeth, teeth of all kind. Humans, animals, beasts. Ones of all shape, sizes and date. Some still bloody fresh, while some seems to date back ages ago. "Oh, how do you like my trophy collection?" He run his fingers on the teeth, as it let out soft clicks, clashing into each other. "A thousand of them still increasing." He let out a grin, showing his gigantic rotten teeth. "You son of a bitch!" I held my punch, fume burst within me. I cant imagine, one thousand soul, on this fucking demon.
"Oho, so you are mad huh." He open his arm wide, aroused. "Well fight me then. Pussy." Toby couldn't hold it anymore as he approached, but I push him back. "Stay out of the way." I glare at him. "Don't create more problems for me." He seem to he shocked from my rape eyes, as he nodded and backs up. I raised my fist, he cracks his knuckle.
"Thanks." The adventurer, known as will sat back on the bed at the medic. As the doctor successfully healed his wound with some potion and spells. He swing his leg for a few times, no time, it indeed felt better. "I need some space." The door swing open as a man walk into the room, and signaled the rest of the people to exit the medic. The doctors and nurses leave, only will and the figure remain.
"That idiot hook up on my acting?" Will let out a sly grin. The man nodded slightly only as response, before lighting up another cigarette on his mouth with a lighter, tossing the burnt one on the wooden floor. He take out a deep sip, before huffing the smoke out, the medic was instantly filled with it, choking Will a bit. "So, the price." Will spoke, approaching the man. The man reach for his pocket and bring out a pouch of money, but will didn't reach for it. Instead he let out a smile of greed.
"You should've paid it twice. Especially when you break my legs for effect." The man stare at him, will stare back. He didn't even realize what kind of mess he had got himself into. The man turn around and put the pouch into his pocket, before turning and leave without a word. "Hey!" Will shouted and ran towards him, but instead he was tripped by something, and fall straight to the ground with a thud. The man ignored the commotion, and continue to walk out.
"What the fuc-" Will turn around, and see the smoke forming into tendrils, one of it hook on his ankle, while the rest is approaching, menacingly. Even a fool would know it was his being. "Get back here! You bastard!" Will shouted. The man halted, before turning around and stare at him, fighting the "smokes". "You should've just take the money and leave boy." He scoffed, "But now, I guess dead men tell no lies, eh?" He let out a chuckle and exited the medic, blocking the desperate screams with the closed door.
What a pathetic fool.