Chapter 3: Rude Awakening

The next time Liza woke up... she woke up to a living nightmare.

When she soon open her eyes, Liza froze in absolute fear. The young and beautiful woman was dead on the rocky ground, drenched in blood and surrounded by small green creatures. Liza didn't looked away, mostly because she couldn't. How could she?

She was witnessing a woman's rotten corpse being used as a play thing by these horrifying monsters before her very eyes. Liza thought she was going to die. Could anyone blame her? However, instead of being killed, she was yanked up onto her feet. Even though the grip on her arm was a bit harsh. Liza turned her gaze upwards to who had a grip on her.

Liza blood went cold. In front of her was something Liza could only describe as frightening. A monster that was at least nine to ten feet tall, muscles cover by revealing scars and an unavoidable smirk on the monster's face. The monster's hand gripping her arm was so large that Liza weren't able to peek at her own hand. Compared to the monster having a hold of her, Liza might as well be considered a child's play doll to the beast.

Liza was afraid, her mind clouded by fear. Liza had no idea what should she or can do in this situation. She was stuck, couldn't run unless she was willed enough to tear off her arm. But even if she did, where would she go? And more importantly, how long would she be able to survive before dying from blood lost? Either way, Liza would probably be dead no matter what she did.

After a few minutes, before Liza knew it. She was thrown onto the ground, after struggling to get up she sense something shooting right towards her. And just by instinct, she straightened up her posture and snatched the thing was shot at her. It was a long wooden stick with a sharpened rock tie to one of the ends of it. At that moment, Liza realized if didn't moved like before, there was no doubt that she would've been dead.

Liza turned her head to the side as she stare upon the scarred up monster standing proudly, holding tightly onto another a stick similar to the one Liza was holding. The monster crook a brow as the smirk on it's grew even wider. The monster than roared before charging at Liza without resentment. Once again, by instinct Liza stabbed her so called a 'weapon' to the ground and used it to throw herself over the intimating monster, while the end of the stick smacked directly to the monster's face.

Liza almost chuckled, before she quickly swallowed down hard as she sees the monster's expression displeased with it's face having an painfully red mark across it's forehead down to it's chin. And if that wasn't enough, there was trickling blood dripping down from the monster's nose.

Liza admitted, it was hilarious seeing such a furious monster being humiliated by someone whose not even half it's size. But even how hilarious it was, Liza hold backed her smirk as she prepare herself for another attack that was soon to come.