*BAM*The sound of Vox’s arrogant ass uniting with the hard waxed floor of the Velvet Serpent’s main hall reverberated in everyone’s ears. A sound only heard because the onstage live performance had halted the moment Bell made her appearance and kicked Vox and his friend out of her establishment. After all the training they’ve received, none of the girls could do something as disrespectful as continuing their performance, risking the possibility of stealing attention from the madam as she enforced her sovereignty and reprimanded the leader of some disrespectful guests.The same leader who got taught a lesson he would never forget by the young man from another world, adorned in tattered clothes and a borrowed jacket.The force Avery had punched Vox with not only sent him on a crash course between the cold hard floor and his rear end but, after the first impact, the momentum gained from the punch remained, causing the victim to skid a few feet backward until his back also met the floor
“What are you waiting for? Aren’t you guys going to do something to help him? Do I have to ask for the people he calls his friends to help him again like last time?” Kenser said in a panic.Centshuu looked at her and then furrowed his eyebrows. “It’s you, bargirl. If I remember correctly, all of this started because the pug wanted to stand up for you” Centshuu said then turned to Avery who was sinking deeper into insanity.“Don’t you dare put this on me! This happened because Avery tried to protect you and everyone knows it. If you guys hadn’t carelessly stepped closer to these guys and antagonized them the way you did then Avery wouldn’t have had to step in and protect you. Doing something that might—“ Kenser said, looked at Vox and looked at Avery then swallowed her words. She didn’t want to say that Vox was dead because she didn’t know if hearing that would worsen Avery’s condition.“It’s my fault, huh?” Centshuu said and Kenser jolted She quickly covered her mouth. She realize
All he and everyone else wanted to see was the other side of Vox’s head. The part that used to be on the floor and covered in the blood.Now that his friends had helped him sit up, everyone who was at the right angle could see what the condition of that part of Vox’s head was.With the amount of blood that had leaked from his body, if the wound was on that side of his head then it could only be seen as a miracle that he wasn’t dead yet.Emphasis on yet.“So all that blood is from his mouth and not a broken skull. That’s good.” Centshuu commented.After confirming, Centshuu smirked and looked at Avery.“See that, Ave. The bastard is fine— well, as fine as he can be after that punch. It could have been worse but the thing to note is that it isn’t so you’re good. Nobody died and you’re not a murderer so chill” Centshuu said.After seeing that Vox was alive and also hearing Centshuu’s words of reassurance, Avery finally calmed down.“You see. Don’t go getting carried away again and most i
(“Crystal? What crystal is he talking about? And Foci? What the hell is that supposed to be? Is it like a title or something?”) Avery asked himself and then placed his hand on his chin.(“Hmm, does the Crystal he was talking about have anything to do with the gemstone on my forehead? But wait, Shieve also talked about crushing crystal so it should be something different from the gem on my forehead, right? Speaking of gemstones, I wonder what this thing on my forehead is all about. I think I remember a time I didn’t have it so when did it get stuck on my head and why can’t I pull it off?”) Avery asked himself as from underneath his hair he pulled on the gemstone on his forehead.It didn’t budge.He stopped messing with the jewelry when he looked at Vox and his friends being carried out of the premises by Centshuu, Ripply, Kove, Mosey, and then Shieve who was only confident because Avery had physically and mentally crippled them.Vox was trying to say something but Centshuu who was the
{Breaking news! My name is Roland Knight with The Bull's Horn News and I bring you report on yet another case of the alarming, Shadow Loss Fever. This marks the eighth case in the last month of this mysterious outbreak and our victim this time goes by the name of Alexander Mark. Mr. Mark is a veteran military general from the town of Star-Crest, where this report is being made, and sadly, he now joins a lineup of personnel who suffer from the dreadful Shadow Loss Fever, a strange phenomenon where one's shadow just ups and vani—}"Yeah right… Another day another dreadful story on the TV. I wonder if there's ever going to be something interesting that'll make me stop thinking about how shitty this place is" Said Avery Reed, rolling his eyes as he put the TV on mute.Avery was manning the counter of a convenience store where he works full time.["I don't know, Ave. Star-Crest is the neighboring town from ours so I'm not sure how to feel about an outbreak being so close. Maybe you should
A vein on the gang leader's forehead popped and throbbed."Bastard!" The gang leader swung far back with his bat and was about to strike Avery when one of his men leaned closer to his ear to say something."Hey boss, I think there's something you should know," said the gang member, causing the leader to halt his impending strike."What?!" The leader of the gang glared down at his follower and asked aggressively.The gang member whispered "Boss, you know how interested I am in the combat sports scene, so much so that I know strong hitters that aren't even in the mainstream yet—""So?! Get to the fucking point or I'll take out my frustration on you next after treating this loser's fuck up!" said the leader of the gang angrily."Sure boss. Well, what I'm trying to say is that there was a very promising young blood in the boxing scene that was projected to be the next world best if his career continued the way it was supposed to. Unfortunately, life happened and his career came to an earl
Although mentally frozen as a result of the shocking turn of events, Avery's years of boxing training kicked in and like somebody whose limbs had been taken captive by an attachment of puppet strings, his body acted on its own.With lightning-fast reflexes, Avery's arms swung over his head and then further behind, using the momentum to lean backward into a limbo-like position. To maintain balance so as not to fall over, his left hand grabbed onto the door frame while his right hand supported his weight on the floor, effectively keeping his upper body parallel to it.It was after his body had gotten in this position on its own, being low enough to see his sister's disfigured body diving over him and not being able to touch a single piece of fabric on his skin or hair on his head that Avery came back to his senses.Cassandra landed a few meters away in the living room and Avery who still couldn't make sense of what was going on quickly flashed back to what he saw whilst in limbo underne
Cassandra made more incoherent sounds which although had no actual grammatical meaning, it was obvious that she was longing to be reunited with her shadow, and with the way the shadow gradually glided back to both her and Avery on the ground, it was clear that it wanted the same thing, to return to its owner.Seeing this unbelievable scenario unfold right in front of his eyes, Avery still couldn't allow himself to believe that any of this was happening.Just like with the news of the Shadow Loss Fever, he has always been someone with a cynical mindset, and that very crude way of thinking was now his coping mechanism in dealing with such an outlandish situation he found himself.For a second after Cassandra's shadow started gliding towards them, Avery thought that maybe one of the gangsters from the convenience store had hit him in the head so hard that he was now suffering from a concussion.'Am I lying on the floor somewhere in the convenience store, bleeding out from a head injury?'