✔ The Hunters | Garou

TWENTY NINTH HUNT

FIGHT THERAPY

"I wish you were 
still just a human to me,
I don't want 
to look at you and see poetry."

"I don't really get what you're trying to do." said the baldy as he joined me after swatting me a considerable distance away from the kid. "You say you hate heroes, but you helped them defeat the centipede. Why do you have to be a monster when you can just straight up be a hero?"

I cursed. This guy just doesn't get it!

"Didn't I tell you that they just happened to be there?! Plus, I didn't team up with them, I used them so that I could efficiently get my goals accomplished!" I answered, raising my voice loud enough that it echoed.

"Your goal? Oh, that absolute evil thing?" he paused for a moment, "Damn, that actually sounds a whole lot like world peace."

My lip twitched.

"World peace?!" I growled, "Where did you get that idea from?!"

The baldy chuckled, "I figured, because you're the type of guy who has to be told by a crying kid to fix your evil ways. And if a kid's telling you something, you seem to pretty much want to make world peace a thing."

Damn, he's perceptive. I narrowed my eyes at him while he looked in the estimated direction of the kid.

He said, "He's got some guts though. He didn't even try to run." He now looked at me. "He begged you to stop. And now that I remember, that girl, Tenrou, she told me to stop you too."

My eyes narrowed further. She asked him to stop me? Yet I growled, "I've no idea who she is, and she means nothing to me!"

"She told me that you and her were childhood friends."

"A load of bullshit!" I roared.

"Hey, why're you getting so worked up?" he shrugged, "If she really means nothing to you, you'd be calmer about it, right?"

I grit my teeth and exhaled. The baldy smirked.

"Well, look at that. She does mean something to you, doesn't she? If those two mean something to you, why don't you consider their feelings?" he said.

"SHUT UP!" I screamed and lunged at him.

We exchanged a couple blows, and I saw that he was a complete amateur. I deflected and blocked and counterattacked all his amateurish moves. His only redeeming qualities besides his power were his amazing reflexes and rock-hard durability.

I decked him to the ground with my God Slayer Fist.

"What's with the weird way you're moving and blocking my moves?! Is that martial arts?" I heard his voice a little distance away on my left.

When I looked up, I saw a boulder coming my way. I spun my arms and they crumbled into pieces.

"It's the ultimate martial arts technique!" I announced and started attacking with my hands. "Relish the experience!"

He seamlessly dodged every move of mine and I growled, "The reason you're going to lose to me is because you have no technique! I can calculate every move and the move after that and so on! And then..." I clenched my hand in a fist and thrust it forward, "I can read them all!"