Sam sheathed his sword, and repositioned his shield back onto his back. Liliana walked slowly up to Sam, with the rain pouring on her face.
“Sam, I am going to stay back. The Spartans are getting closer and I want to go back and regroup with them. We will meet you in Okyra. You don’t need me anymore, your strength has already surpassed my own, I just don’t know why I am necessary in this fight.”
She hugged Sam, and retraced her steps back to the road where you could hear the battle cries of the marching army.
Sam continued on alone, he could see me but, it didn’t matter to him. He has noticed me throughout this long journey, but kept his silence. The look on his face was different, something had changed, not on the outside, but on the inside. He started to trot towards Okyra, his home. It wasn’t far, not for him anyway. He was running so fast, the vultures eating their dead prey didn’t even notice a young boy running toward them at an alarming speed.
He made it to his home, the lost land of Okyra. There were hundreds of men outside the South Wall, men of The Hooded Man. He snuck by them with haste, but with patience as well. He climbed the sturdy wall easily, as a boy he scaled walls like most boys his age, and made it inside the dilapidated city with ease. While catching his breath, he noticed the ruins that his once home was in. His grandfathers’ small home had been completely destroyed. He walked over to the rubble, trying to find any remains of his grandfather. He was unlucky...
Suddenly a voice came from the shadows, it was an eerie and scratchy voice. “You won’t find your old man, because I killed him. Haha.” The man continued to laugh sinisterly.
Sam turned around and noticed it was the same monster who attacked him in Tzaria. He noticed the razor sharp teeth of beast leering at him from the inside of the things’ mouth.
“People call me The Cannibal. I know who you are, my Prince, hahaha. You know, I don’t favor that name. I would rather be called, The Devouring, or the Consumer of Life. Yea, that sounds a lot better than the Cannibal. My mother would be so proud, hehehe.” He continued to laugh for a few more seconds. “Sorry about your grandfather, although he did taste divine. I saved a piece of him.” The man revealed a severed arm, and tossed it at the feet of Sam. “I am going to visit mother, and I want her to try it. She’s going to be so proud of me, hehehe.”
Sam’s eyes were beginning to glow white, “Yes that is what I want to see from the Prince of Dragons! Show me your inner rage, just like your idiotic brother.”
Sam dropped his shield and threw it to the ground, his confidence was starting to effect his fighting style. The beast started to move closer to Sam, his claws were starting to extend to a great length.
The beast sent out a devastating rush of attacks with its sharp claws, cutting Sam with each hit, but he quickly retaliated with a clean swipe on the beast’s face, creating a large gash on its’ cheek.
“I see you have some speed on you, kid, hehehe.” The beast said snickering.
They watched each other with bad intentions, Sam’s eyes were whiter than ever. “So, are you gonna attack me or what, kid?
Sam rushed the beast, cutting him with every blow from his sword. The beast’s blood was different from a humans’, it had shades of green in it, instead of dark red.
“You’ve got some power on you kid. Too bad I’m stronger and much faster than you.”
The beast lunged at the boy, kicking him with his one large scaly leg. The boy went flying back through rubble and debris. He didn’t stay down to long, he rose up from the rubble, only getting knocked down once more when the beast clawed him right across the face. There were four thin gashes across the cheek of the boy, blood was slowly starting to drip from his face.
“So, the Prince does secrete blood after all. I was wondering if you were invincible, I know, how foolish of me, hehehe.”
The boy stood back up, and grabbed his sword once more. “Persistent are we? Hehehe, how sad? You’re just like your father, the King. Oh yes, I know him, if thats what you are thinking. Pity you won’t get to meet him., hehehe.”
The claws of the beast started to extend once more, but to an even longer length than before. “Time to finish the job, boy. Any last requests before I gut you, then skin you, then finally consuming you, hehehe.”
“He lunged at Sam one final time, but did not make contact. Sam countered the beast, sending him off balance. Then without hesitation, raised his sword high above his head, then thrusted it downward through the back of the beast. The sword made its exit through the chest. The dark green blood came spewing out the Cannibal, sending him face first in the wet dirt.
The rain was picking up, it bounced off the beast’s back gracefully. He started to speak in a faint whisper...
“I’ve see you’ve got me, hehehe. You don’t have much time left kid, you’re gonna change soon, and you won’t have a choice, hehehe. You will change just like your father, it happened to him as well. It won’t matter anyway, The Hooded Man will have your head. He WILL avenge me...”
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