3: Locked Up.

As he ran forward he felt his feet stick to the ground and just when he was about to comprehend what was happening, he was punched hard in the face and sent flying a few meters away from his original position.

As he tried to quickly stand up he realised that his hands had been glued to the ground and he looked down at them to see that they had turned muddy.

The soldier ran towards him once again and this time it was a kick to his face that sent him flying. He flew until he hit a tree but just as he was about to fall to the ground, vines emerged from the tree and wrapped around his hand, keeping him standing.

" Let's play then." He mumbled as a slight mischievous smile slowly crept on his face.

There wasn't any skill to his attacks, just mere combinations of strength and trickery and his opponent had just found out a way to counter him.

As the soldier ran forward and tried to throw in another punch, he quickly moved his head to the side and then he slid his hand into his pocket and pulled out a penknife which he proceeded to swing towards the side of his neck.

The soldier panicked in fear as he saw his life flash before his eyes but just as the penknife was about to make contact, he stopped his advance.

He tried to push himself away using his left hand but the next thing he felt was the same penknife stuck into his palm. A scream filled with excruciating pain left his mouth as he quickly stepped backwards.

The hooded man quickly left the soldier and ran towards the long-range attacker who had been standing there, waiting for the right moment to finish him off.

As he came forward, an arrow was fired towards him but he was able to grab the speeding projectile mid-air and with a quick diagonal spin, he threw the arrow back at the soldier with as much strength as he could muster.

The arrow went into the side of his shoulder and his crossbow fell out of his hand as he fell to his knees.

" Warriors like yourself usually stand behind oh, I forgot, your eyesight must be just as terrible as your aim." He mocked the wounded soldier as he slowly turned his gaze towards the lady who had already fallen unconscious on the ground.

" Damn you! Did you actually think you could take me down that easily, now it's time I showed you the strength of a divine warrior!"

He recognised the voice instantly and turned around to see that the soldier who he had stabbed in the hand earlier was now facing him and there was a strength surrounding him.

" Ohh, I'm so scared." He said sarcastically with a mischievous chuckle as he slowly walked towards the enraged man.

He pulled down his hood once again and immediately after that, his eyes changed from its blue colour to a red with a hint of gold around the edges of his pupils. His ears became slightly pointy and his pale white skin gained a slight golden hue.

" How about I showed you my power." He said as he opened his mouth to reveal his now grown fangs, "You'll have to die since you forced me to show you this side of this me."

With his right hand he went for his pants once again but this time he slid his hand into the side of his pocket and brought out a golden dagger.

The soldier who was burning with rage a moment ago began to back away in fear as the enormous yellow aura surrounding him began to diminish.

There were malicious red and golden auras surrounding the person standing before him which he couldn't make out but it was outrageous.

Blood from a one-hundred-meter radius around him began to gather together into a ball as the smirk on his face began to grow more with each passing second.

<Skill cast: blood rain>

A message popped up in front of him with the text written on it and right after that, the blood quickly began to split into darts which then descended straight towards the man's dead.

There were about fifty of them and they all pierced through every part of his head. After that vines began to slowly emerge from within the forest and instantly pulled him in before his dead body could slump to the ground.

His body quickly reverted back to its normal state and he slowly proceeded towards the lady who was lying on the ground and slowly knelt next to her.

He slowly pulled out the arrow that was stuck into her thigh as he mumbled, "She should be okay with some healing and then I'll need to find where she can stay until the paralysis wears off."

He slowly placed his hand on the wound and a bright green glow appeared on it, after a few seconds, he removed his hand and her skin was right back to the way it was.

He then proceeded to try and lift her up from the ground but an arrow came speeding right into the side of his abdomen. He gasped in pain as he tried to place his hand on the wounded area but before he could do so, he collapsed on the ground.

*****

He slowly opened his eyes to see the blurry dark roof hanging above him, he kept on blinking until the face of two men standing in front of him became clear and he came to the realization that he had been sitting on the ground.

" Where am I?" He asked, as he slowly lifted up his hand and placed it on the area where he had been shot with the arrow.

Memories of everything that had happened before then quickly began flooding into his mind and he began the side of his abdomen repeatedly, in search of the arrow wound.

" Hey... Have you gone crazy or something or do we need to wake you up properly?" A deep menacing voice came from the side.

He stopped for a moment and slowly turned his head to the side to see a huge, muscular man leaning on the edge of the room with a stern expression on his face.

" So then." The man said, slowly walking towards him, "How about we start with your story."

He stared into the man's eyes in confusion at what was happening. His lips were trembling and before he could even do anything, a slap went right across his face.

Laughs came from all across the room and they were all all masculine. His face was turned to the side and his gaze was forced to the ground.

The floor of the room was rocky and dusty and it reminded him of the campsite where he had met the young lady. The realisation finally hit him, the promise he had made to her which he was yet to fulfil.

A frown quickly grew on his face and he quickly folded his left hand into a fist. His veins began to bulge as he flung his hand straight towards the man's face.

The attack came swiftly with as much power as he muster and as soon as it hit, gasps escaped from the mouths of every single person in the room.

The man's eyes turned in as his head flung backwards, his hands left the young man and he dropped to the ground on his back.

" You must think that you're special now eh?" One of the men questioned, slowly walking towards him.

He looked around to see that there were a total of six of them in the room all wearing nothing trousers just like him. He quickly got up from the floor and that was the man charged towards him.

He parried the punch that came his way and quickly shifted to the left before punching the man hard in his abdomen. His mouth opened wide as he grunted loudly in pain before his head was grabbed and his face was bashed against the wall.

The others charged towards him and it was only a few minutes before they all lying on the floor with disfigured faces.

A bell immediately rang across the entire building and he began to hear the heavy footsteps of soldiers walking towards the room that he was currently in.

That was when he caught sight of the bars in front of him and realized that he was in a prison cell for some reason.