By the time Lobo pulled himself from the spell of darkness, Rio had already dealt the final blow to his second companion.
He looked at Rio in anger, never thinking he'd be faced with such humiliation one day. If the rest of his friends and followers learned he couldn't even deal with a kid, who would follow him then.
He lunged forward trying to stab the kid, not even caring for the thought that he wanted to kidnap him or ask for ransom or what consequences could follow. For now, he just wanted to end this bastard who's testing the limits of his patience and laughing at that.
Rio dodged the knife, but as he turned his face left, a punch connected to his face, knocking him back a few steps.
"What happened now? Huh. Where's your smile, you little twerp. If I don't teach you a lesson, my name's not Lobo."
"Something tells me you actually want to change your name, don't you Hobo?" Rio wiped his face, as he rolled sideways, barely dodging the kick that was coming towards his stomach.
"Don't think your tricks and taunts would work on me fucker. I'd kill you here and now."
Lobo spoke, grunting as he looked at Rio.
"Why don't you say that, after you drop that knife. Too scared to fight a kid, bare handed." Rio said, taunting him, before jumping away from his range. "You're pathetic."
Lobo's face contorted with rage at the taunts, but being an experienced man, he knew better than to let his anger get the best of him. He ignored Rio's words and focused on the fight, trying to land a decisive blow.
The outside echoed with the sounds of their fight - the clashing of fists, the grunts of effort, and the taunts that flew back and forth.
Rio was like a little monkey, avoiding Lobo's moves with his agility. His mana was already low, so using that now was just inviting headaches and sleep, so he could only depend on his senses and experience.
Slowly but surely, they were both getting tired with the constant struggles. But both refused to back down.
In their little contact alone, Rio had gotten hit 3 times, though the knife was useless against his defensive artifacts. But the punches and kicks still hurt a little.
"Girls in my house throw better punches than you, is that the best you got?" Rio said, still smiling.
Lobo came forward to punch him again, but this time instead of backing or dodging, Rio started running towards him.
"Let me show you what a real punch is."
Just when they were near, Rio jumped sideways, with a kick to the side wall, he propelled himself to a little height, and clenched his fists tightly, as he came down at Lobo's face, with a superman punch.
"This is how it's done."
Rio said, after he finally managed to land a hit on this fucker.
Lobo staggered a little due to the sudden punch, but before he could recover he felt another hit land on his hands, making him drop his knife.
Rio stood there with a metal staff in hand. He swung it at Lobo's feet next, making him bent down. And then followed with a swing to his face.
His continuous attacks all managed to deal little damage to the big guy, as he staggered backwards, while cursing and coughing.
Just when Rio thought he had a little chance at this fight, he felt a sting of pain on his back, like someone just whipped it, with a burning chain.
The pain bringing back a memory he buried deep in his head, making him angry.
He looked back with cold eyes, that were enough to halt the person who was about to land a second swing on him.
Rio's eyes landed on Damur, who was standing with Fucha's belt in hand.
"You know I was going to let you go. But you are so fucking dead."
Ignoring Lobo who was taking something out from his pockets in a hurry, Rio walked towards Damur, with a cold glint in his eyes.
Another swing of his belt landed on him, but instead of dodging he ignored it, as he prepared to swing his staff on Damur's head.
[To your left]
A sudden notification from Nyx shocked him. Thinking it was Lobo who came to help his friend and she was helping him.
He changed the direction of his swing midway, but instead of getting the sound of a hit, like he expected. The staff passed through air.
[Never trust a God, mortal.]
Rio read the notifications and a bad feeling came to his mind, but before he could do anything, an aura coated punch landed on his back sending him crashing into the wall.
'What was that?' He asked, slowly standing up.
[Punishment, for using my name, without any restraint.]
'Damn these Gods' Rio thought, as he dusted his clothes.
Though the defensive armor he had still blocked the damage, it did sent a shockwave throughout his body. For a second, he almost felt like his hearts and kidneys exchanged places, with how fast that shock hit him.
Rio looked ahead, and saw both of the goons, pinned down by some guards.
"Are you okay, young master?"
One of them came forward to ask him. His voice the same he heard in that telepathic message, confirming he was one of the members of Alphas.
"I think I told you to not interfere." He asked, glancing at the swords pointed towards Lobo's head.
Lobo was shivering and sweating, seeing these guys who suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
And looking at how they were all listening to the kid, he was scared out of his wits, thinking who did he mess with.
"Forgive me, young master. But that man was using aura. And that can be dangerous." The guard said, while keeping his head low.
Rio looked at Lobo for some time, thinking if he should restart his fight or not.
But then looking at his own body, he shook his head and said - "Deal with them. I don't want to see them ever again. And not a word about this to my mother."
The guard nodded his head hearing his words. But the last request he said, made him sweat a little. As he stammered "Umh young master, that _ "
"What? You got something to say?" Rio looked at the man, while asking him in a stern tone.
"Nothing, it'll be done." The guard replied, as he bowed his head again.
"Good." Rio said.
Though he knew Artemis would know about it eventually, it still felt nice to see people taking his talk seriously.
Living beside Esme and Myra who are simply used to acting like friends and family with him, and can even beat him up. He actually forgot he can even order them around like this.
'I really need to grow up fast.' He thought again, as the image of a kid really didn't suit the things he planned and wanted to do.
The guard turned back to look at his partners, signaling them to take all these goons away.
Lobo watched as those guys sheathed their swords and picked up Damur and Fucha and dragged them away.
He knew what awaited them now. There was no way they were taking him away from the kids to put into a prison. He could guess that just after turning around that corner he'd be killed and thrown away.
He had lots of regrets now, but only one question -
"Who are you?" He asked, in a slow tone, looking at the boy, because of whom everything happened.
Rio looked at Lobo, whose skin was now turning red, probably as the effects of whatever pill he took to use aura started ending.
Desperate as the guards picked him up and started dragging him. Lobo asked that question again.
He wanted to know?
No. He needed to know, who was responsible for his death at least. He deserved that, right. So he shouted again with all his remaining strength- "WHO ARE YOU?"
"A nobody." Rio said with a smile.
The guards took Lobo away, and after they turned around the corner, his shouts and screams ended too, just like he thought they would.
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