Rampager

The beautiful woman, Sigyn, looked up to the man who was holding her chin, forcing her to look up.

He has a lean and angular face with silk like flowing black hair and gorgeous piercing emerald eyes

As she continued to stare at his eyes they seem to glow like the finest jades.

She saw herself in his eyes. A deep blush was covering from her cheeks to ears. Her eyes full of lust and breathing heavier than usual.

Is it a dream? She couldn't help but have this thought in her mind. At first, it was just a passing througt but the more she thought the more she become convinced that it was plausible.

Otherwise how could such a perfect situation exist! I have just entered the realm and my long time crush is already ready to take me to the bedroom?! Even Earth's hentai artists wouldn't write such an absurd plot!

After completing her inner monologue and convincing herself that all of this is just a dream. She decided to indulge herself to the fullest!

Loki looked at the young girl leaning towards him with her eyes closed, A hint of amusement seem to flicker in his eye's before reverting back to his caring face and eyes full of tenderness.

Sigyn felt she was drunk at his face that was leaning closer and her blush become even more pronounced.

Suddenly, the angular face that was leaning towards her bursted like a balloon bathing her face with brain matter and blood.

Huh? She stared dumbly at the fallen headless body that was still spurting blood, Then hesitantly brought a hand to her cheek and felt the moisture and soft brain flesh.

A while later after digesting what happened.

"Aaaaaaaaaah!!!", A piercing scream reverberated throughout the inner palace. Many maids felt a chill after hearing this sound remembering their past shame and trauma.

It was so loud that even sif and the warrior three who were in the training field looked towards the palace with vigilance wondering if an enemy has attacked but soon the vigilance disappeared and a resigned look appeared on their faces as if saying 'Not again'.

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Inside the ancient battlefield with broken houses and worn torn banners everywhere.

A figure was dashing through the field with his head firmly fixed downward.

But strangely even without looking ahead he still maneuvered through the whole town mechanically, as if he has done this countless times.

Finally, he appeared besides the grand mansion that seems to be abandoned for ages, He effortlessly opened the iron doors that were reinforced by cupboards and stepped inside.

The rampager with a burned face and flamming brown hair quickly scanned the traces and started running in the direction of Clint.

He quickly crossed the hall way and ascended to the second floor. As it was running, afraid that someone would snatch it's prey, wind seemed like blades to his face. A testament to insane speed it was running at.

His sharp piercing eyes effortlessly scanned the 500 metre long hallway. It quickly noticed the thin sharp wire that was at the intersection of the hallway.

A pitiful trap it thought. Rampager increased its speed even more. It would not be an exaggration to say that the rampager was running at 80kmh.

The moment it was about to reach the trap it jumped to the wall towards it's side and kicked the wall of the intersection to propel him forward.

While in the air it quickly turned around and throwed a sharp piece of wood that it tore off from the ceiling at some point.

If there was someone at the intersection the piece of wood would have nailed him to the wall.

Before it could express it's confusion it keenly heard the sound of breathing, clearly running.

The rampager landed and used it's foot to slide, breaking off it's inertia.

Without even taking a moment to breath it dashed towards the sound. Excitement evident on it's face like a starved lion that finally found it's prey.

It could hear it's prey's hurried breathing as he likely noticed his demise approaching him.

Finally, it could see it's prey hurriedly ascending stairs. The bloodlust it was holding back until now was released like water from a broken dam.

Clint looked towards his side, finding the raging bull that has unknowingly crossed the giant hallway and used the railing to jump towards him.

Shit! He quickly rolled down the stairs to dodge barely missing the fist that has now been embedded into the wall.

Clint hurriedly stood up, finding the rampager trying to free his fist that has been stuck in the wall.

Without wasting any time, Clint ran up the stairs dodgeing the struggling rampager.

He knew it wouldn't be stopped for long by this kind of nuisance.

After his corruption was purified or more like transfered, Clint was puzzled.

Surely, it would be easy for an existance that was called a God to purify a headache then why did 'He' has taken unnecessary trouble to transfer it?

He didn't know much about supernaturals but it is common sense that it is easy to destroy something then to move it.

Although to an ordinary person these small gestures mean nothing, For Clint ignoring these small gestures could be the reason for his failure.

Just like how a touch of confident and a slight change in temperament he could win against Noah in the field he was most confident in.

Going by all of his past actions and his limited knowledge of the gods he has known.

It wasn't difficult to come to a conclusion. 'This was a test'.

Like how modern gods like to test their believers faithfulness through hardships it wasn't entirely out of question that this will be a test.

But instead of testing something vague like faithfulness it was more like testing his usefulness.

From what Noah has told him, Most rampagers didn't have intelligence. It was too much of a coincidence that he was so unlucky to encounter a mutant.

And on top of that a rampager who's abilities coincide with his own! He couldn't be that unlucky could he!?

The lessening of poison on his shoulder was the final push to confirm his hypothesis.

He could practically hear the existence commanding him in his mind, 'Here, I have provided you with the one-on-one duel. Now go earn your salt's worth'.

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