8 A Lot of Blood (1/2)
Chapter 7: A Lot of Blood
Van rubbed the sleep out of eyes.
”I bet this is a nightmare. The Fierce Beasts never come out of the forests.”
”Hey, mouse. Bite me.”
The Mouse unsatisfied, with what Van was calling it, squeaked its complaints as it bit Van.
”Ow!”
”I guess this really isn't a dream! Hey, you drew blood! That was unnecessary!”
The Mouse squeaked with satisfaction.
”I should probably stop calling you mouse, but what should I call you?”
”Bill?”
The Mouse looked at him with soul-rending eyes.
”Hey, I'm just brainstorming!”
”How about Han?”
It looked at him and squeaked at him with disgust. It seemed to be saying, ”I don't want to be named after that proud jerk, Han Kim!”
”Ok, maybe not that.”
”How about Sanji?”
Van prepared himself for the attack that never came. Instead he was rewarded with a joyful squeak. Of course, once Sanji opened his mouth, blood splattered from the nearby battle and entered his mouth.
Van started laughing but his expression turned serious when he saw the body of a 3rd Stage Body Fortification Martial Artist come flying over.
A growl sounded throughout the battlefield. Van turned his head to find a Peak Rank 1 Beast looking straight at him. It was wolf-type beast and seemed quite dangerous.
”Nice doggy?”
Van looked at the Fierce Beast hopefully. The beast gave a growl instead and decided to charge at him.
”Well, I can't blame it. I do look quite tasty.”
He ran at the Fierce Beast and pulled out a pitch black knife from its sheath. As the Fierce Beast opened its jaw, he pushed its muzzle to the side and slit its underbelly spilling out all of its guts. The Fierce Beast looked at Van in shock before the light faded from its eyes.
Van flicked off the blood from his knife and started to scan the battlefield for An Lin.
He found her fending off a few Peak Rank 1 Fierce Beasts with the rest of the team. He quickly ran over.
”An Lin, you need some help?”
Van leaned on the nearby rock and casually watched the battle.
”No, I don't!”
An Lin gritted her teeth and tried her best not to call out to Van. Van yawned and continued to watch the battle. When one of the other Martial Artists fell, An Lin finally gave in.
”Van stop messing around and come help me!”