Page 10

32 13 2
                                        

The goons punch makes solid contact with Sariffall's armored chest- the sound of impacted metal clanks upon contact.

Yet the contact with Sariffall's chestplate may have only made more regret into his decision. Even with the man's vastly superior strength a loud wail of pain signifies a broken hand. Clutching his shattered bones stripped of flesh in patches, the man shakes with both rage and now immense fear as he looks up to Sariffall with pleading, saucer-like eyes.

Time abandons them for several moments as the bandits stare at him in awe. Sariffall merely looks between them in awkward silence, and gone is the quiet soon after.
"AHHHHHHHH!!!!" the grunt, now on his knees, screams in pain at the top of his lungs. Blood oozes from his snapped fingers. His underlings quickly drop their weapons and bolt in random directions in an attempt to save their lives.

Sariffall simply looks between the terrified men with confusion, slowly backing away from the scene and towards the forest. His desire to run after the girl swells in his heart, but so too his soul feels guilt for leaving the man alone. However, he decides to leave the man on the ground with an empathetic pat on the back, wandering into the forest soon after.

And further through the forest he wanders aimlessly. Through the bushes and vines he searches, but to no avail. Finally he accepts it impossible for him to reach them by happenstance, taking action with mild hesitation. He looks at his hands clenched. It was not unbeknown to him that, in order to remain hidden from the world, using his power - immense it may be - was not the smartest decision. Even so his curiosity soon gets the better of him.

Life And Legacies Where stories live. Discover now