Chapter 35: Gnome
"Father, please don't make me fight you!" shouted Lucas at the headless knight coming toward him.
Even though he was clearly not himself anymore, Lucas was reluctant to draw his sword. In his mind, his nativity has led him to believe in some kind of miracle might make his father recognize him. Maybe his father was different from the others. Maybe the once proud captain Balmore would be able to resist this ....curse. What a shallow mind! To think you were special proved that you were the same as others.
Yet no matter how much he shouted, no matter how much he raged, it would not matter to the undead before him. He was dead. The boy's words would not reach him.
With his back against the wall, the young man was now left with two choices: to draw his sword and fight back for his survival or to die like a dog begging for something he did not understand that it was impossible.
And human's desire to survive was an incredible thing. When face to death, you were able to do anything. At that moment your moral didn't apply anymore, your body moved faster than usual, you could lift something much heavier than you thought you could.
So what did he choose you ask? Well life of course. In his mind, the image of his father was override by something else: the hatred, the urge to avenge him.
As he pulled his bloody sword from the corpse of the one who used to be his respected father, the young man made a vow as tears flowed down and mixed with the blood on his face.
"I swear Father! I will find the one who did this to you and make sure that he dies in the most painful way!"
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Alastor's POV
"RUN!"
Taking Alice on my arms, I ran as fast as I could. No way in hell I was going to fight that thing with Alice around. I needed to at least bring her somewhere safe.
"Come back here, coward!" shouted the giant as he began to move his colossal legs and ran after us. Each step he took felt like an earthquake. And he was fast for something that size.
"If you stop following us then I will stop!" As if something like that would work.
"Ok!"
Oh shit it did work! Was he really that dumb? Or was he confident that he could catch up with me even if I had a head start? For some reason seeing how quickly he was earlier, I had no doubt about that.
"If you promise not to touch this little girl or do anything that might harm her then I too will promise not to run away from the fight!" so far he seemed like the reasonable type. I might as well take my chance. Not to mention he was only one God and there was still five more. If I just ran away each time someday my luck would eventually run out. I might as well face it right here right now.
"Dealt!" the giant replied.
With Alice out of the way, I would at least be at peace in mind and could focus on this battle. I handed her over to one of the undeads and instructed them to keep her far away from the battlefield. Judging from this guy's size, it would be huge so it was probably not a good idea to have her around.
"Alright let's start this!"
"Let's go!"
I knew nothing of this guy's power. Surely being a God would not just make you a freaking giant, he must have something up his sleeves aside from his incredible strength. I needed to take this slowly.
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