Rey De-Heavens (English)

8.2

The beast returned to the ground, mouth open, bleeding from the nose, unable to hold its breath or run as before, but it did not stop and raising its right claw, it attacked violently.

The little white-eyed one continued:

"Mnnn!!!, with my current strength, I could only fracture its floating nose and ribs. I guess it remains for me to strike with the intention of causing contusions and fainting" Making use of his elbows and knees, he moved even closer and, dodging the claw, struck at a certain angle against the main veins in the neck of his enemy, once again attacked the chin, temple, joints of the huge animal and, in this way, after escaping three attacks, he made his opponent lose strength, mobility and energy to continue attacking.

The beast trembled on the spot, not out of fear, but out of weakness. Resigned to lose, it puffed out its chest and with all its might gave its most frightening roar.

Rey stood motionless. "The brain is a vulnerable organ... Even so, with my present strength I could not give him an impact strong enough to make him lose consciousness. He looks disoriented and with loss of balance. If I can't knock him unconscious, it means I lack the strength to effectively deliver one of the various 'death touches'. Now it's roaring to intimidate...the roar feels different. If only I had known this before," he said to himself to fall into nostalgic reminiscing. "Back on topic and taking nature as an example: if you roared at a rock, what would you gain from it?".

Amidst the darkness of the place, Rey decided to behave like a mountain, opened his intimidating white eyes and let out the killer instincts he had been holding back. The little guy with no last name, with solid courage, looked straight into his opponent's eyes for a long time, until the beast understood that he had been given the chance to go on living. Yes, it made more sense for the beast to leave at that moment than to continue fighting to impress the others or to be the first to lunge at the prey. The Paradise guardian ducked its head and, somewhat awkwardly, left the way it came.

At that moment, White, aware that they were surrounded, rushed at Rey like someone throwing himself into the arms of a loved one who was about to die. Rey, as one who did not attach any importance to the matter, said:

"Worry, you must not. Even if I were missing both my feet and one of my hands, it would not be enough for one of those beasts to kill me."

In the Ever-Changing Forest, Rey ran his hand over the trembling cub's head and looked straight ahead.

"Hmmm! Something strange seems to happen when the trees touch... What could it be? Now that it's daylight in Heaven, the darkness must not be so solid and you can see better. Maybe it's the entrance, or the exit. To find out I have to go there, don't I?"

White did not understand the little boy's words. But he did understand that it was dangerous to continue advancing, better to go back to where the green pastures were in order to escape from the other felines.

Rey didn't seem to care at all about what was going on around him.

"Well, since I already tried the art of melee fighting using pressure points and it was ineffective. I guess I'd better attack in earnest using my best move from now on... you've been warned, leave one alive. From now on I won't feel sorry for the death of those who want to try their luck."

Showing an expression of intrigue on his face, Rey stopped stroking his companion, who was trying to push him back with the force of his head, and advanced in the direction of where he had set his sights.

"White, don't hang back," he said stepping over the corpse of a liger which he killed with a single blow."

"When? How? From where?" were the little white cub's questions as he saw how something that wasn't there had appeared on the ground dead.