Raiders: An Entity 303 x Herobrine Fanfic

CHAPTER 10: THE WOLVES

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Entity stared at the wolves. They were very large wolves: so large that in sitting, they were taller than Entity nor Herobrine.

Each wolf had thick, shaggy, and rough gray fur. They had fercious, fiery and fierce red eyes. So fercious that they glow even in the bright light. They all had long, sharp, black claws in each of their huge paws.

They growled lowly, exposing their huge, sharp and pointy yellow-stained teeth.

Herobrine swerved his white eyes around.

He could see several pairs of glowing red eyes:

They were surrounded.

Then suddenly, one of the wolves pounced at them.

Entity growled, and swung his scythe against the wolf's neck, severing his head off the body.

Blood splattered all around the grass, and on the scythe.

In a second, all of the wolves pounced at them both.

It surprised the two warriors.

One of the wolves had pounced on Herobrine. He lost his grip on the pick, sending it flying off to a nearby tree, piercing itself against the trunk

"Argh! Get the fuck off me!", Herobrine screamed, as the wolf growled.

He could feel the monster's hot breath. Its disgusting, stinky saliva dripped from his fangs to Herobrine's face. The latter spat back at the wolf's shiny black nose.

"Your saliva had no space for my face, you wolf!", he hissed.

He struggled, but the wolf was too heavy and strong for him.

Then, a trick came up to his mind:

He smirked, and opened his hand.

The pick flew from the tree, to his hand.

With all the strength that he could muster, he swung his pick against the wolf, striking it at its neck.

The huge wolf fell on the ground, bleeding and lifeless.

Entity meanwhile was just jumping around, killing every wolf effortlessly.

He was panting in exhaustion. And the wolves don't seem to just go away or decrease at the very least.

It would take forever.

Entity's scythe was full of the wolves' blood. The bodies were scattered around.

Entity jumped on a tree, taking a short break from all the freaking wolf-killing.

He looked around, and groaned:

There are more wolves.

Thousands.

"These wolves just don't go away!", he growled.

He scanned the surroundings, and saw several wolves chasing Herobrine.

Herobrine seemed like he was having a very hard time in killing the wolves. He was panting in exhaustion, as he swung his pick against each of the bastard wolves.

Entity smirked:

He'd be glad if the wolves devour and flay the monster cannibal-gay below him.

That's good for him...

He killed thousands of people in several years.

And he'd be more than happy to see that gay in pieces on the ground. He would even hold a celebration over his ground remains.