[Enkonimiya's POV]
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"Stay away! Stay away! You monster! Just what the heck are you?!!!" shouted that Slythereen as he looked at me with a fear filled expression. His eyes, begging to understand what was going on, while he kept on pushing himself back, using those broken hands as he crawled backwards.
"And here I thought you would give me an interesting fight," I spoke as I looked at him with a disappointed look.
'80% of my energy and he can't even land a hit on me. One attack and his body began breaking into pieces. Piece of trash. Got my hopes up for nothing.' I glared at him, making him wriggle faster and faster. Even though he has lost his legs and most of his lower body, he was still doing his best to survive here.
"Now, what should I do with him?" I thought as I looked around. Using my enhanced senses, I could see that George was going all out against that girl, while Walter was playing with the guy with the scythe.
'Seems like they are having fun, huh?' I thought, as it irritated me even more. I wanted to fight for real too, you know?
Anyway, concentrating back on him, I thought for a few moments as I walked towards him and asked,
"Hey Slythereen. Can you tell me what happened to that worm race of yours?"
He was scared shitless but I could see a slight glare in his eyes as he spoke,"th-they are… wh-why do you w-want to know about them?"
"Just curiosity. Been a while, I saw any of you here," I spoke as I was just passing time here. I could have killed him right here, right now, but felt like I should let Michael decide what to do with him.
"They… are fine. Alive and thriving," he spoke with a bit of disgust on his face. Now, isn't this interesting? A Slythereen hating his own race…
"Come with me," I spoke as I started walking towards where George and that girl were fighting. Seems like something entertaining happened while I was in the dungeon for so long. After all, the Slythereens, one of the most cunning races, were known for their loyalty towards their family.
"U-uh?"Confusion spread on that guy's face as he looked at me and I simply spoke without turning,"I won't repeat my words."
As soon as I said that, he hurriedly started crawling with all his might and I stopped as I turned to look at him doing that.
'Ah! Forgot that he can't walk right now,' I thought as I used a spell to heal him enough to walk behind me as I regenerated most of his lower body. He was flabbergasted and even more confused by what I was doing, but thankfully he did not speak anything and kept his thoughts to himself.
Not caring about his thoughts, I continued to walk towards the place where George and that girl were fighting.
"So tell me more about it. The Slythereens, I mean," I asked as I moved forward one step at a time. I could hear him gulp a little as he moved behind me one step at a time.
His change in expression and behavior was honestly drastic, from an overconfident guy who seemed like he could kill the entire world with a flick, to a cowardly looking guy who didn't know what's good for him. Made me wonder if all those words were just for show?
"They… are living under the reign of General Belial-"
"Ah! So that son of a b*tch is still alive, huh?" Uhh! Just hearing his name makes me vomit blood.
"Hmmm? Why did you stop? Continue," I spoke, but he just looked at me as he stood there before speaking,"you know… General Belial?"
I peeked at him a little before speaking,"keep on moving," at which he began walking again.
"Kind of, you can say," I spoke as I was walking,"I fought with him. Lost, you can say. But that was a couple of million years ago. Right now, I can probably punch him in the face and he will die."
I punched in the air a couple of times as if hitting that bastard Belial and once again…
"Once again, you stopped?" I looked back with my eyes narrowed, but this time it didn't seem like he was listening.
"You… just who are you?" he asked as he looked at me with a scared gaze, which was much different from before. If previously he was looking at me as if I were a monster, now he was seeing me perhaps like a God itself? Or maybe the Devil?
"An old relic of the past. Anyway, let's go, continue your story," I spoke as I started moving again, but I didn't hear him speak for a while now. He was just following behind me one step at a time in silence.
'Guess, he is shocked… I shouldn't have revealed that, maybe? Not that it's much of a secret, anyway. With father and that guy, Voltaire going all around the universe, it wouldn't take even an idiot to guess that I too should be somewhere around the Universe,' I thought as we reached halfway to the fight.
"After the war, when 'He' started approaching everywhere and using his powers to dominate almost each and everything. We actually started winning, the Slythereens, I mean. I wasn't even born at that time. So basically speaking, we should have won the entire Universe with little effort," he spoke with a slight pause in between.
"Should have?" I asked
"Yeah. I don't know the exact details but accordingly, that guy not only started converting his enemies into zombies but also all the allies too. It was a betrayal of sorts… or maybe not?" he continued, as if he was trying to remember all the details.
"Honestly, I don't know what happened, but something took place at that time. The Slythereens were divided into two, the originals and the betrayers. It's a taboo term to use, but that's the exact thing that happened."
"Which one are you?" I asked and I think it made me sigh really deep as he spoke,"both I guess? Or maybe none?"
"A product of both sides?" I asked, as it interested me a little. Two sides, and then two lovers from both sides, then you get a child who isn't accepted anywhere. Sounds revolting, but exciting nonetheless.
"Kind of. My father… or should I say, a scumbag, r*ped my mother, and then my mother, who decided to give birth to me, later on threw me in the river because she was being harassed continuously," he spoke as a glint of hatred formed on his face and I asked,
"You must be too young to know, right? How did you end up knowing about this?"
"Heard from a certain traveler. Later on confirmed by myself. Met my aunt, you can say. The villagers killed my mother the day she threw me in the river to keep the village 'pure'. Anyways, back to the main topic-"
He was going to continue, but I stopped walking and noticed that he too stopped. His eyes looked at me, before turning in the direction where I was looking.
George had created thousands of threads left and right, all over the place, in which he was jumping from one direction to another. The other guy, Reeve, was also using those threads to jump as well.
In the center of the threads was the little girl, yawning as she dodged all the attacks from both George and Reeve, before attacking them with her minigun.
"Looks like you guys are having trouble dealing with her!" I shouted as I looked at her and, hearing my voice, George stopped his movements and jumped beside me. Reeve noticed that and did the same. Their eyes landed on the weakened pathetic Slythereen before they observed me with even more curiosity.
"Hate to say it but it seems she is beyond our league," spoke George, as he admitted it pretty frankly. I smiled as I observed him, it was a really good thing to know one's limits. As for Reeve, I wonder why he didn't go all out against her? What's the point of fighting at half strength when you might end up dying anyways?
"Izakiel, what are you doing?" that girl spoke as her temperament changed. She looked at him with a glare before turning at me.
"He is mine now. You can get some other toys," I said as I moved a few steps forward. She looked at me with a narrowed gaze before
-Pierce!
An attack flew and almost reached that Slythereen, Izakiel, but I deflected it pretty easily. I observed the change in the mana flow of the whole city around me and I sighed as I spoke,
"And can you please stop hiding your true self? It's quite a cowardly move to play with illusion, you know?"
George's eyes widened as he finally figured out something. As for Reeve, it seems like he had already figured it out… hmm… perhaps he was waiting for that girl to show her real nature later on and that's why he hadn't used his full power? Seems like I underestimated him.
And then, a voice echoed all around us.
"SEEMS LIKE I HAVE BEEN FOUND OUT!"
It was like a child's voice but much much louder than before.
"IT WASN'T LIKE I WAS HIDING IT BECAUSE OF FEAR. JUST THAT MOST PEOPLE WOULD DIE IF THEY LOOK AT ME!" she spoke as she revealed her true nature.
I immediately clicked my fingers, making everyone around me, including that Slythereen, go into a deep sleep.
My smile widened as I looked at her with a maddening look. A menacing aura developed around me as I spoke,
"Didn't think I would meet something like you, a Medusa, here of all the places."