5 5. Time to plan

I ran as fast as I can. Never forgetting that I am low on blood, and might faint if I lose more. Its amazing how human body could function even under duress. So long you have the will to move forward, your body will move. Our soul act as an energy bar and battery. And this body is simply a vessel. When we; which is our core, the soul, really willed on it we can definitely get it.

But once our soul said, its enough... well, that will be it. I was amazed that some people had talent to control their soul with their mind. I'm not even sure if they are aware of it.

Heartbroken, healthy people that was left behind follow suit and died. Their body slowly shutting down. Their will to live was simply gone and death came inviting them in its embrace. This research was the nearest to something magical that I ever encountered, that was what I thought ten years ago. Lo and behold...

Something just zipped passed me and singed my hair.. Did I just see a... fireball???!! Holy sh*t. There's a hole where the fireball still burning before slowly fading away into vapour. If I didn't believe in magic, I sure as hell would now. My head would definitely bore a huge hole just like on that ground if I hadn't move away earlier.

Though my heart beats fast, I was washed away by a foreign sense of excitement and new purpose. Finally, something worth to live for. I've been feeling empty for the longest time since everything was boring and bland. It was refreshing and giving me a sudden boost. I am so not dying tonight. Not today. Not ever, now that I know about this. I grin.

Okay, think. They can reconnect themselves back, they work in sync, they can fire magic balls. They must have some kind of weaknesses. Just then, I sense a sharp change in the air coming on my way. I bent lower.

BAM!!

A heavy thud of the sword hit the tree just two inches above my head. Dang. They really want me dead. well, tough luck. Its their heads that gonna roll tonight. I spun my dagger and prepare to face my opponent. The moment I felt them, I slash the dagger to the nearest enemy. It cleaves him easily, and this time it burned where my dagger hit. I was too dumbfounded by it that I didn't see the punch coming my way, right on my stomach.

"Motherfu-" it was so painful, I thought all my innards had been punch out from inside of me. I had trouble to let go of my breath. I gritted my teeth and jump backward, to collect myself.

I didn't change my weapon-

And I saw how my blood streaming down my arm to the dagger i was holding. I explicitly remembered that was the dagger I used to slash the chest of the man. And it burnt his skin. My blood is their weakness, for real? What the heck?

Let's test it again. I wipe the dagger on my the bloody wrap on my arm and this time slashing it on the neck completely severing the head from the neck. I watch how it boil and burn. I waited for it to reattach themselves but the body fall and turn to black. As if the body was grilled in a pit of hell. Okay... that's.. um, kinda new to me.

This time the four came at me at the same time with loud roars. I slid down and slash two of them on their abdomen. Again, it boil and burn before all of them become over-grilled meat. Three down, two left. And it seems I enraged them more. Especially their leader. One of his free hand flare with huge fireball the size of tennis ball, but I'm sure it is lethal. He throw it at me and I find myself playing dodgeball in my high school again. Thankfully, I'm good at it.

"You are just lucky. But it ends now!" He jump forward and and swing it downward. I used both of my dagger to block it but he had much more strength and stamina than me. I am losing my focus. Losing blood is definitely taking toll on me. Even if I were to kill all of them, I am not sure how to bring myself to hospital with my current state.

I slap myself. Think about that later, Shaskia.

I need to beat them up. These guy kind stupid for minions and I bet their boss thought that I was an easy kill.

"Maybe my luck is just enough to end your inferior life. Oh look three already dead. Beaten by a wounded, baby tempest" I taunt him, playing with his anger. And sure enough, that had made him really angry to charge forward like a steam engine train. This time both of them charged forward, one swing their sword on the left and one swing on the right side. Completely caging me on the spot.

But you know what? I've learned this during my martial art class. When you are in pinched, unable to move from the attack, block it with your weapon. If its impossible to block, jump or bend low enough and break their knee caps.

And that was what I just did. They didnt feel it since breaking their knee cap without my blood, means nothing. And when their busy realigning it again, I took that opportunity to wipe my daggers with my blood and before throwing both of it on their chest. Both of them had their mouth wide open, silent scream that paired with eyes that trained on me even to their last breath was eerie and made my goosebumps rise.

They silently burn and with their deaths, I dropped on the ground. The adrenaline's had been supporting me and giving me extra strength to stand up. To survive. To keep on living. I laughed drily. Never I had thought comes a day where I will be this in sorry, pathetic state barely hanging with my life. Long time ago, I told myself I wont try hard to live. Life it too bland and This world couldn't offer me anything interesting.

Boy, Was I wrong.

Here I am... losing my consciousness, lying on the ground. I look at the night skies, through the crack of trees leaves and hold out my hand.

"God, It seems I still want to live. So don't take my soul yet" and with that, I was dragged into complete void of darkness.