The Ace [pt 5]
"Oh, fuck"
Ayo knitted his brows, he could feel his throat dry out. He was thirsty for water but it was like he wanted to cry. Was it truly because he was thirsty?
Ray had never had to go through any hardship such as this one. All he just needed to do was copy the skill and he was able to overcome anything he was faced with.
Such a difficult time like this made him wish he could go back to his world. But that place was a grave of regrets for him.
No matter how much he wished it, he could never go back to that place.
Steeling himself, Ayo shot up and ran towards the monster. His hands, suspended to his back, gliding through the air, tightly clasped to the pommel of his dagger and short sword.
As the monster got up, he ducked and slashed, first an arc to the left, then to the right. He ducked again as the monster threw its sticky web strings.