First Kill

David's blood boiled as the 4 men slowly approached. David had never been in a fight and the only reason he knows subjects like making a house and finding warm places is cause he watched survival videos when he was bored.

Watching the people try to survive harsh conditions was something David enjoyed watching. David's office job was always boring with no excitement, so when he saw the blood and weapons, it seemed as if all the excitement he never experienced exploded and David thought it was exhilarating to fight to the death.

David wouldn't have a mental disease that made him like viewing people fight to the death, but who's to say he never thought how it would feel to experience various situations like being a superhero, a villain, or doing something like parkour. Being in a fight to the death was similar in that the feeling was rousing and stimulating.

David vigilantly watched the men approach and deep within David's eyes-there was a trace of anticipation visible. As the man in front approached near 5 meters away, David charged forward with all his might. Even without training in a special type of technique, David's muscles weren't all for show.

As David lunged forward to the unsuspecting man, David closed his hand and formed a fist. David punched the man with both fist when he neared Native A, immediately sending Native A into panic before the man realized David was just fighting like a beast.

Native A regained his composure quickly before backing up to dodge the fists, but one of David's fist landed a hit to Native A's right hand, causing Native A to release his spear. The spear landed near David as he picked the spear and kicked Native A before turning back to look at the remaining 3 men who were left in a daze.

David, not giving the remaining natives a chance to get the upper hand, dashed towards Native B who was wearing a loincloth with no other clothing. Native B regained focus before raising his spear along with the other native tribe men.

David thrusted the spear forward, piercing into Native B's left leg. David pulled back the spear but to no avail. The spear was completely lodged within Native B's leg and David would only need a bit more time to remove the spear, but alas, David didn't have any time before 2 similar spears came stabbing towards his chest and arms.

David went backwards as the 2 spears came close. The spear aiming for his left arm missed, but the second spear aimed at his chest managed to graze David. The wound was shallow, but nevertheless, painful for a man who was never seriously injured. David could feel the pain coming from the shallow wound caused by the crude yet sharp rock. Pain slowly overcame the excitement and David was now fearing the spears a bit.

David backed up further, but the 2 remaining conscious men chased after David. David's only hope was to use the rocks cluttered around on the dirt floor. David quickly reaches out to the ground grabbing dirt and rocks in his hand. The 2 men got closer and as they were about to thrust, David threw the rocks and dirt in his hand, temporarily blinding both men and placing a few small bruises.

In their moment of blindness, David zipped forward, grabbing a hold of both spears and stabbing both spears forward at the same time. David was right handed, so the left spear wasn't able to penetrate Native D while David was able to pierce, albeit faced with resistance, Native C with the spear gripped by his right hand. David grabbed the spear that was in the air that nearly fell before thrusting into Native D's chest, killing Native C as well as Native D.

David collapsed the moment both Natives fell. David wasn't stupid though, and made sure all remaining Native men were dead. David wasn't sure what he should have been feeling at that moment, but the excitement from the fight was still there. David closed his eyes for a while as he contemplated on everything that's happened so far.