With the Fae Having hollow bones and light bodies, their arm-length wings could carry them up, but anything longer than 30 seconds to a minute was a stretch unless they were particularly trained in such a thing.
Even then, the longest I had heard a Fae could fly was around 3-4 minutes, so unless they had a death wish and would rather drown than get a swift death by my hand, I doubted the idiots were actually dumb enough to fly out over the dangerous churning ocean.
Luckily, from what I could tell, that wasn’t the case because as I drew closer, I could see some of the younglings trying to jump into the air and avoid my attacks…. It didn’t work, but hey, I’ll give them a solid 10 points for effort.
But that was the extent of what they attempted to do with the use of their wings. From my point of view, there was no indication that they would suddenly make a break for the water to try their luck.
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Frankly, it was kind of pathetic watching these androgynous beings leapfrogging over each other for a few seconds of air time, only to get knocked out of the sky by my hatchet.
The second group fell not even a minute after the first, and the third and fourth were soon to follow until I stood before the Purple-Haired Elder once again; behind him were the only remaining seven Fae Younglings, faces pale as ghosts and scared beyond all belief.
By this point, I couldn’t tell if it was rainwater drenching me from head to toe or blood, but I paid no attention to the sticky sensations as I calmly stood 10 feet away from the being who had threatened me not long ago.
"What’ll it be, Elder…Elder…" Suddenly coming up blank when it came to the Elder Fae’s name, I frowned under my mask before shrugging it off and continuing.
"Huh, I guess I never bothered to hear your name, not that it matters. You only have two options now: be my target practice so that I can increase my marksmanship or get hacked down." My words had a visual effect on the Fae, especially the younger ones who collapsed onto their butts in despair, causing me to whip my head in their direction and glare.
"There is no other way out for you or those little shits who wanted to feast on my flesh, so it’s better if you yield and stop this poor attempt at a fight to the death because, in case you haven’t noticed yet, I haven’t taken a single ounce of damage this entire time." Propping the hatchet on my shoulder with the bladed end facing the sky, I struck a lazy pose while spinning my dagger around my hand like a fidget toy.
"Monster…you killed them all, you killed all the children…" Collapsing to his knees, I watched the Elder cradling the body of a fallen youngling and could even spot the faint trickling of tears dripping from his face onto the corpse.
"You were the ones who surrounded me. Foolish Elder, had you not attempted to throw your weight around, believing yourself to be of a higher race than me, maybe things would have turned out different; although I can’t say it would have, I probably could have been convinced to let some of you go." Shrugging, I kicked the dirt with the toe of my blood-soaked shoe before sniffling.
Then… came an eerie pause of silence, with the only sound being the faint whimpering of the younglings and the stormy sounds surrounding the island, until finally, after a solid five minutes had transpired, the Elder Fae tilted his face up and looked directly at me.
"What…what are you? There is no way a mere human could be this strong; nearly a hundred of my people and Four Elders as old as entire nations fell to your hands in nearly no time at all." Speaking up, I could see the Elder’s body trembling with sorrow and rage.
"What you have done isn’t something a human should be capable of; what race are you? I DON’T BELIEVE YOU’RE HUMAN!" Barely able to speak through choked sobs of sorrow, the Elder didn’t try buying time or even pleading for his life; no, it seemed he accepted the fact that he was doomed to perish tonight.
Instead, he wanted answers; no, he desperately NEEDED them, and I nearly gave them to him, but right as I was about to open my mouth, I suddenly stopped myself from saying a single incriminating word.
The reason was, as I stood there with the wind and rain battering my body, a creepy chill ran down my spine, causing my facial muscles to tense.
Without realizing it, I nearly made a mistake that could have potentially been devastating, and it was thanks to that familiar itching sensation that attacked the back of my neck that I didn’t.
’Someone is listening in…there Is no one else on the island apart from these Fae…which means he has some type of communication device…he’s trying to gather information for his brethren or something to that extent.’ Sucking my teeth, I flashed forward and decapitated one youngling while bringing down my hatchet on the skull of a second.
Then, without hesitation, I delivered a spinning kick to the spine of the Purple-Haired Elder Fae, earning myself a loud crack as the bones were pulverized by my attack and sending him shooting face-first into the ground a dozen feet away.
"AHH, ELDER HELP,"
"No, No nononono!"
"MONSSTERRR!"
As I had so many times before, I completely ignored the pleading cries for help and mercilessly slaughtered the remaining younglings before walking over to the downed Purple-Haired Elder Fae.
"And here I was thinking you couldn’t be any more of a fool than you had been this entire time, but it seems that you were clearly out to prove me wrong." Sliding my foot under the Elder’s stomach, I easily flipped him over and used the same foot to press him to the ground, robbing his lungs of any air they had been storing.