Soon enough, Dynamo found the enchanted chest that The Fallen Gerudo King had demanded. It was within a burning mansion in the market that was the heart of the settlement, hidden behind a convincing fake wall. There was no hint of hesitation as his entire being burst through the wall without any real effort, just grunts of rage and pain. In the same manner, The Second Hellwalker hefted the chest over his left shoulder and brought it outside, uncaring of the flames licking at his sides or the unbearable heat. His gear was good enough to handle the warmth and his very being had been tempered by the fires of Hell, itself. This was nothing compared to that...
However, at that time, the demonic mutant had full control of his faculties, he wasn't Maddened. Comparatively, that was a kinder fate... to fight through Hell itself rather than be trapped within his own body and forced to do another's malicious bidding.
The Mercenary brought the chest outside and slammed it down on the cobblestone in the middle plaza. Not a few seconds later, he slammed his fist right through the enchanted chest, negating whatever magic barrier was on it thanks to his immunity to all magic. He grabbed the item which the Demon King wanted and wrenched it out before a certain scent entered his nostrils.
He stashed it in his backpack as the sound of hooves pounded ever closer.
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Mercenary in the Wild
FanfictionA Linktober Quest 2022 story. For the art event of Linktober 2022, I opted to do the Quest calendar. I got so excited about it that I novelised it. So here you have it, the story drawn and written for Linktober Quest 2022, staring one of my main OC...
