20 The pack above all (1/2)

Lazar's attack had swept away all the Ganipotes and Garaches in its path, transforming them into a shapeless mass of viscera and torn limbs.

When Lazar thought he should bluff again to get the survivor out... A Ganipote bathed in the blood and the entrails of his pack began to make his way between their bodies.

It was only when the Ganipote managed to emerge from the mush that trapped him until then that Lazar understood that there was nothing underneath his pelvis.

Although blood covered much of his face, Lazar recognized the survivor as the leader of the pack.

Contort at the same time of pain, sorrow, and anger, Gillian began to crawl towards Lazar like a possessed with the help of his arms. The grass and the earth on the ground began to mix with his tears, his snot and the blood all over his body, making the sight of this legless Ganipote even more miserable for Lazar.

He just stared at him, letting him move forward and exhaust the little strength he had left. Moving only quickens the inevitable.

The trail of blood behind Gillian coming from his severed pelvis as well as the squirts which he vomited at closer and closer intervals indicated that he hadn't much time left.

There was no need to torture him further for Lazar, the Ganipote was clearly no longer a threat. At this point, it wouldn't even surprise him that a transformation will kill him.

”Stop here and die with dignity. You just look pitiful right now.”

This didn't provoke any reaction from Gillian, he continued to crawl, inch after inch, clenching his teeth to forget the pain which was becoming untenable.

To make him aware of the ridiculousness of the situation, Lazar took a big step backward covering almost the distance Gillian had just crawled during the last 15 seconds. Indeed... Gillian had never dreamed of having a death as dishonorable as this.

'I want my death to have a meaning...'

Gillian took a deep breath of fresh air and stopped moving to keep his energy.

Gillian hadn't been there in person to see how Diane's pack had been slaughtered, but everyone was talking about it at the last assembly after the announcement of the Alphas. What had just happened was far too similar with the bloodshed that had been described to him for him to ignore who the man was before his eyes.

”Ahahahahahahahah...”

This reaction wasn't one of those that Lazar could have expected from someone he had just cut in half.

”If I were you, it would be difficult to find a reason to laugh.”

Gillian's ambitions, his pack, he had none of that anymore and in a few moments, his life too was going to be taken from him. But in all his misfortune, there was indeed a valid reason to laugh.

”The Alphas have... really underestimated you.”

Lazar's curiosity was piqued at the mention of the Alphas. Gillian's voice being weak, he came a few yards closer to hear him better, anyway, what could he do to threaten his life now.

”What do you know about the Alphas?”

”You really thought... that your existence was going to go unnoticed by them? But don't worry too much... they'll let you go wild... a little more.”

What this Ganipote was doing was incomprehensible, by telling him that he was betraying his own kind.

”What is your interest in telling me that?”

It was very simple, Gillian considered that no other pack deserved to survive after the annihilation of his own.