Chapter 6 - Noble Beast

Agha found himself standing firm, "You dirty beasts" his unwavering gaze locked onto the approaching horde of monstrous birds.

A haunting smile etched on his face betrayed the gravity of the situation.

The air grew thick with tension, yet the infant, securely bound to Agha's chest, remained blissfully asleep. Agha is serious, holding onto the baby with all his might.

In the hushed stillness, "Kreeee...h!!" it was the screeching and honking of the attacking avian horde that shattered the silence, a cacophony of impending doom.

Agha's response was nothing short of immediate. "Die you worthless beings...."

With his blade unsheathed, he channeled every ounce of his strength into evading their relentless onslaught.

Slash after slash, dodge after dodge, punches, and kicks - he employed every skill and trick in his arsenal, all while enduring his injuries, in a relentless attempt to fend off the attackers.

The birds, cunning creatures, began to recognize Agha's strength and resilience.

In a remarkable display of intelligence, a group of ten birds formed a coordinated assault, seeking to exploit any potential blind spots in his defense.

But Agha was equal to the challenge. "Well.Well. Well.. would you look at that... ganging up now, are we? Nice thinking, you ants! This is exactly how you should act! If you want to have a chance against the Mighty Agha!!! Hahaha!!"

With agility and skill beyond ordinary human capabilities, he moved, almost as if guided by some unseen force.

In a breathtaking moment, a trace of golden light flickered, and within an instant, "Pathetic..." all ten of his assailants found themselves headless, their necks cleanly severed.

The intense battle raged on, Agha's blade slicing through the air, creating a frenetic whirlwind of steel and feathers.

His movements were a mesmerizing dance of combat, each stroke executed with precision and grace.

Despite the relentless onslaught, his unwavering demeanor remained intact, and his chilling smile never wavered.

The monstrous birds, now witnessing their kin fall to Agha's indomitable prowess, began to hesitate.

Some even broke away from the battle, seeking refuge. But Agha showed no sign of relenting.

His focus remained unbroken, and with each strike, he evolved into a force of nature, more than just a man.

"Yes!! Yes!!! Yes!!!! This is fun!! It's so much fun!! Come! Come! Come! Come! I SAID COME!!!"

Amid the shocked and fearful hesitation of the remaining monstrous birds, Agha seized the moment to catch his breath. "I'm losing too much blood..."

The tranquility that descended upon the battlefield, however, was fleeting.

Suddenly, an agonizing, searing pain pierced Agha's body, a sharp and unexpected stab that left him confused and disoriented. "What!?"

He struggled to comprehend how he, the formidable warrior, could have been caught off guard. "You filthy low life"

Turning around with a grim determination, Agha's eyes fell upon the source of this surprise attack.

The monstrous creature had launched itself like a projectile, striking him with considerable force, and lf-destructing itself.

Remarkably, instead of succumbing to panic or fear, Agha maintained an eerie calmness. His mind raced to confront this unforeseen threat.

"This is going to be annoying, I had hoped to get through this without using it, on these lowly creatures"

Agha muttered, "Nerves of Odr: Malicious intent" his words carrying a hint of reluctance and mystery.

In an instant, a brilliant golden light erupted from his very being.

His pupils transformed to match the radiant hue, and an otherworldly aura enveloped his sword.

Even his appearance underwent a bizarre metamorphosis, with his hair taking on an unusual quality.

The monstrous birds, witnessing this awe-inspiring transformation, faltered in their assault.

Driven by their primal instincts, they attacked mindlessly, even launching their bodies like cannons, but Agha had transcended into an entirely different entity.

He moved with unparalleled grace and a crazy grin, decimating any creature that dared to stand before him.

"Die! Die! Die! Die!" With each slash of his sword, the monsters fell like ripe apples from a tree, their lives extinguished without a shred of mercy.

With each precise strike, Agha's hair continued to grow, cascading like a waterfall of ebony silk.

Amid the relentless battle, a shout of frustration burst from his lips, "Damnit!! I hate long hair, you trash!!!!"

Yet, this power he had harnessed allowed him to continue the massacre with ease.

His strikes were executed with a flawless precision that defied the chaos surrounding him, and the baby bound to him remained sound asleep, seemingly undisturbed by the violence.

As Agha approached the end of his relentless onslaught, his hair had grown significantly, reaching his back, a testament to his immense power.

With one final, elegant swing, he severed the last of the monstrous creatures. Agha believed the battle had come to its conclusion.

"Huff... Huff... Come on... Done already... Huff... I haven't even warmed up yet..." said Agha while huffing.

Agha returned to his normal self and began to explain the nature of his powers,

"Huff... Huff... The chemical energy manipulation of the ATP molecules... It sure is difficult... huff... and exhausting... huff..."

He catches his breath, stabilizing his breathing.

"Wow... That aura blade, as well as enhancing my physical capabilities, Manipulates chemical energy simultaneously, at such a large scale... What a pain..."

Stretching his body, he further murmurs,

"Not to mention my vision... controlling the chemical energy of brain's neurotransmitter..."

Jumping up and down, Agha continues "Welp... transcending the boundaries of the third dimension, creating an illusion of the fourth dimension... It sure is worth it!"

His mental prowess created the illusion of a pause while he remained in reality, it was as if time had stopped, but in rea,lity it was just an illusion created by his mind.

This incredible feat of controlling neurotransmitters placed tremendous stress on his hair, forcing it to grow at an astonishing rate.

"The sayings are right after all! Perception indeed is the reality-"

Before Agha could delve further into his explanation, a sinister voice interrupted him with a chilling, "Is that so?"

Startled, he swiftly turned to confront the source of the voice. There, "A human? A monster? both? What the hell is he!"

He had a humane appearance but his skin wasn't there, sitting casually beside him. In a blaze of fury, "Who the hell are you!!"

Agha attempted to counter this unexpected intrusion, launching a furious barrage of slashes.

Yet, to his astonishment, every one of his strikes was effortlessly blocked by a single finger of the enigmatic man.

Leaving Agha completely stunned, with a shocked and worried look, something that he had only made once.