Enigma Of The Woods

CHAPTER 11: INSIDE THE FOREST.

Jett's POV

"You look different from we do... Why don't you tell me about yourself?", the Neo Enigma said as he began walking towards me. I wasn't scared; I had finished my transformation."My name's Anisychía by the way."

"Yeah, I ain't interested", I said with my voice full of ego. I was here for his answers and not to answer any questions. "So why don't you tell me about your boss?"

He halted his approach, "I mind not but I'll do so if you agree to tell me about yourself."

My silence told him all that I was ready to say. Nothing!!

"Well, I'll tell you anyway. We have nothing to loose; you're one versus a while clan. Only in a fairytale can you dream of winning and I'm sure you have realised this by now", He said as grinned even wider, "fairytales don't exist in this from world we live in especially for you feeble kind."

I still kept silent, not giving in to his temptations. He was just blabbering to me, no matter how much he went on I'm sure he couldn't get worse than Timoria.

"My master's name is Perifronisi, the great Scorn...", he said as he hugged himself. Now it makes sense why he gives off a weird vibe - he's nuts. He was obsessed over his boss and I'm sure his boss was a man. "The strongest of the Brahma Generals."

I'm definitely sure he ain't the strongest but wait; "generals?!!", I questioned. They were generals. The book never said anything of the such. "I thought that there were only two ranks that your kind has? The lesser ones with smaller horns and the higher ones with one horn larger than the other?"

"Who told you that garbage?", He asked with in a degrading tone. "No two of us look alike unless we were born from the Great Brahma simultaneously but besides that all of us are led by Generals of Brahma, one of which my master is". You could hear the pride and cockiness in his voice. I'd really love to meet his boss and smash his face.

He went on with his boasting as he placed right hand on his chest, "I,,Anisychía, am my boss's advisor ".

"If that's the case then u feel really sorry for your boss. He has it very hard having to deal with an overbearing asshole as you", I tried to infuriate him.

"Foolish human, I'm the master of trickery and deception; your tricks won't work on me", he acclaimed as he pointed one of his knives at me. "Now bring out that backstabbing brethren of mine so I can duel him and take your head back to my master."

He wanted a fight? Then a fight he'll get.

"Don't be hasty, little bird.

He looks sly;

Be too quick and you'll end up dead."

"Don't worry", I reassured with cockiness.

I charged in and swung my sword aiming between his heads. I was sure I won't miss.

Then his one of his heads separated from his body and from its neck sprouted a new body. I was still shocked that I failed to pay attention to the main body which was now behind me. His main body punched me and as I hit the tree, he threw three knives straight into my chest.

"Surprising, right?", The devilish fiend asked sarcastically as his separated head rejoined the main body. It was a disgusting sight to behold.

"What a fool thou art.

Let me in control

And I shalt tear him apart", Timoria reprimanded me. He was right I even forgot that I was to leave the fighting to the one that can do it well.

As Timoria took over he charged forward. And began attacking; our movement felt more professional and skilled now. He was quick, Anisychía, he kept on dodging out attacks while retreating. Suddenly he threw all his knives in the air and the two other heads separated and formed bodies of their own. Timoria was confused; he didn't know where to focus, the knives that were about to land or the three enemies were quickly surrounding him. As the knives fell, the Anisychía's took them and kept stabbing us with each falling knife until most of us had been stabbed. Timoria knelt down.

"You can't win half abomination", Anisychía said as his heads rejoined into one body, "I'm on a while different level than the puny assassin you faced that day. However you were able to beat Paralogos so I wonder why you're so today...". After a while of pondering he stated, "maybe the human part is holding your true power in fear of you running wild."

He was talking bullshit. Total garbage. Thankfully Timoria was not the kind to listen to his enemies go on about crap. He swung his sword and grazed Anisychía's left arm while he jump back in an attempt to dodge.

Anisychía looked at the graze and wasn't happy. "Now you've done it", he said as his heads separated into three bodies; once again.

They all ran towards us and kept slicing as, as Timoria attempted to attack he either missed them completely or was attacked by another before he could move. We were being beat up like trash. Was this it? NOOO!! Why am I always such a coward? Never give up!! As we were in the middle of this brawl I was still feeling unsettled not due to the pain from the injuries but I still felt the gazes I felt as we wandered into the forest. What the hell was it?!

***Mními's pov***

I was at my cottage which was hidden in the forest. I was tired of keeping quiet. I was ready to stand up and fight for my beliefs.

I placed my hand on the sand on the floor while chatting, "Tell me what you know".

The sand began to move and formed images; images of the boy, the half boy. I saw that he had made an entry into the forest again. What a reckless young lad. He was looking about like he had sensed someone observing him; what a talented kid. I might have misjudged him a bit. Soon after he encountered Anisychía. He was, at this moment, not able to go toe to toe with Anisychía. He might have managed to beat Paralogos and the assassin but they are no match for Anisychía. As I watched as they got beat up I knew I had to do something. The poor boy lay on the ground, he had returned to his human state after being beat up and his injuries weren't healing all too quickly either. The grim Anisychía approached ready to finish him up; I won't let that happen. I stretched out my hands and grabbed the sand, that formed the image of the boy, in my hands and faced to my side and blew the sand away and as the sand flew away the boy fell from the sand and on the floor beside me. He rolled and hit his back against the wall and looked at me. He was confused about a lot of things but I'm sure he wasn't as confused as the now raging Anisychía. Anisychía looked up to the sky, he knew only I and Michael were capable of this move and he said, "you'll pay for that Mními". Then he turned around and left. I waved my hand over the sand and it went back to normal before I then stood up and walked towards the pot of boiling soup that I was preparing. The boy wasn't so sacred of me because I was in .h human form but he was definitely scared because of what I had just done.

"Want some soup?", I asked as I poured some into a bowl. He crawled back with the little energy he had left in him, he wasn't about to take soup from a stranger for sure. "You have nothing to fear, young lad". Reaching out to him with the bowl of soup in my hands, I asked once more, "want some, son?"