The wave (9)

In the brief moment Cliff lunged at the creature, it felt like the world was moving in slow motion.

He could clearly discern the creature's movements, as the creature prepared to bring its weapon down on him.

Just as he was about to collide with the monster, Cliff swiveled his katana, quickly changing its trajectory...

He aimed for her neck.

The sound of his saber suddenly detonated...

The blade cut the creature's throat.

As the law of gravity dictates, Cliff fell and rolled until he hit a rock.

As he struggled to get up, Cliff felt his muscles writhe in pain that he couldn't help but let out a groan.

'Am I not supposed to be able to resist pain dammit!' he growled in his mind.

He made a bitter face when he felt a strong itching pain in his right side.

Apparently the creature had managed to land a blow on him, it was a large burn left by a gash caused by the flaming club.

"He got me!! That bastard touched me!!" He spat, limping to his feet that looked ready to wobble at any moment.

'Hey wait, the announcement didn't say that bastard died...did I miss it?'

Cliff quickly turned around, he saw the creature curled up on the ground, holding the wound in its throat which kept leaking blood.

Limping, Cliff approached the creature, holding his saber in one hand, he purposely dragged the edge of the blade on the ground to make a provocative sound.

"Didn't I tell you my next move was going to get you? Hmm?"

The creature couldn't respond, it stared at him with puppy dog ​​eyes, as if begging him to spare it.

Cliff had watched the creature die, he was losing a lot of blood and his breathing had become impossible since the walls were cut.

unlike its peers, the creature's blood was red, which made it more human-like and Cliff didn't like that.

Cliff had convinced himself that the creatures of the forest were not human and that he could kill them without fear to take their essence stones.

When he knew that the creature could speak, everything had become blurry in his head, until now he would consider them as animals, but in reality they also have a consciousness of their own.

NOW…

He wondered how it would be different from these creatures who kill humans for their pleasure of having good meat? How would he be different from the Awakened of the human kingdoms who long hunted down demi-humans forcing them to take refuge in the forest when it was the most dangerous place on this planet just because they were more targets? easy?

'And why get stronger anyway?'

''Do I really have a real goal? I play it cool in front of Rakahn and the others but I'm still the frustrated kid who still refuses to take on adult responsibilities.''

Cliff grit his teeth in frustration.

With his saber, he pierced the creature in the chest.

"I know it's selfish but all I can give you is a quick death." he declared. "And thank you for the stone!"

[You killed a mutant monster; goblin lord. ]

[You have received a Mutant Essence Stone.]

"So this guy was the boss of the goblins, and he was classified as a monster?" He asked himself, "How would the other classes above be more terrifying than this?"

He sighed heavily and stood up, wiped the blood off his saber and put it back in its sheath.