14 Digging ones own grave (1/2)

Being looked down upon by this ancient beast, Jenkins didn't even notice the puddle of water forming around his groin. He was ucrrently pulling all available energy into his brain. Trying to come up with a way to escape.

'Can't just teleport him into another room? No, wait, that was only possible when I had the system. To think losing it would bite me in the a*** later on.' He grew somwhat more fearful while remembering a certan incident.

'My level is at the middle layer of the general rank. 'Ranged dark magic' while throwing the rest of my 'puppet vessels' should do the trick.' His shaking lessened slightly as the plan was simulated.

Time now slowed down.

While beeing starred down, Jenkins abruptly threw his delicate body backwards. The robe shaking in the wind alongside his shoulder lenght golden hair.

Answering this provocation, Marss hit the metal floor with one of his mutated legs. Denting it with a tire sized footprint.

As Jenkins looked at this heavy creature fly towards him, he was both astonished yet relived. Relieved because It followed the simulation he just ran. Astonished because the air around the brute seemed to propel him forward. The feather plates were sparkling with a weak blue color.

'He is much faster than I expected. However..'

He aimed the palm of his hand towards the roof. A purple orb appeared in it's center, realising some sort of steam.

”EAT THIS YOU FREAK!” With his will, the ball flashed with similar purple light.

As the glow disappeared, five creatures spawned in front of the ascending Jenkins. Blocking Marss's path.

Four of them shared the appearence of some bulky 3 meter tall mummy.

The last beast stood behind them on its four legs. Slightly looking like a pitbull, yet much larger. Similar in size to a hummer. Its jaw was big enough to fit a table. The thin fur covering its body sometimes intersected with plates of white bone protecting more vital parts.

As if reading their master's mind, they all began to intercept the humanoid bird flying in his direction.

Seeing this, Jenkins stretch the other empty hand out. Chanting a incantation in his mind.

'Dark magic: pinned void'

A dark ball of light grew inside the palm fo it. blinking and disappearing.

The flying Marss felt an unkown force slow him down. Trying to break free from the disturbance, his feathers took on a darker luster, pulling more on the air around surrounding the massive body.

Jenkings, now landing near the wall, looked towards two unmoving bodies, stretching his empty hand towards the one with purple hair.

'Dark magic: black vaccum!'

As he thought of these words, the thin body flew in his direction. Catching and placing his elbow around the individuals neck.

This action was caught by the now freed Marss, his body trembled as his mind recognized the appearance of the body.

”mOM!” Enraged by the robed females action, he violently sliced the talons through the air. The part making up his fingers shone blue as it was swung sideways. Strands of air crashed into the beast's trying to intercept him. All five easily being cut into several pieces.

Not expecting him to dispatche his strongest pets so easily, Jenkins tightened his grip around the womans neck.

Marss, who was rapidly flying towards them, broke his pursuit when noticing this. Stopping only a couple of breathes away from them. His mind regained some clarity, as he was afraid of the woman doing anything to his bleeding mother.

'Sh** that was close. Altough I tried to go for the guy, this woman somehow seems to still breath. If I could turn her into a puppet then mabye controlling this guy is possible. Sadly, such a thing requires time.' He tried to share some of his energy with her, keeping her alive a little longer.

Seemingly working, the woman coughed out a mouthful of blood. Making Marss take a step back.

Seeing his reaction, Jenkins shouted at him ”Another step and she dies!” While trying to not make his mellow voice tremble.

Marss backed up further. Ending up in the middle of the room. His transformation reversed itself a little, causing the body to shrink until reaching 3 meters. The beautiful silver moon on hos back became less visible as it retracted.

They both held their own ground firmly.

While holding onto the continuously bleeding woman, Jenkins willed the alloyed metal wall behind him to open. It created a circling exit, containing a long tunnel with a warm light at the end.

The remaining villagers, who had watched this horrifying battle unravel, all darted towards it.

Jenkins and Marss did not move however, as they continued to look at each other.

As most of the villagers ran through it, the figure of an old man rose from the black floor. His white beard was messed up alongside the now ragged robe.

The elder had previously run out of energy. Making him pass out. However, as he woke up, he was greeted by the scene where Marss took the form of some type of bird. Removing the attention from them.

He looked at the now slightly smaller monster. Remembering the image of the boy which he had banished away into the wilds.

'Did he receive the blessing of a god as he traversed the 'hellgreen woods'? If so, it must be by one of the beast diety's. If not them, mabye one of the blood lords?'

Although he was curious, he had not grown senile yet. Dragging his exhaust and aged body towards the light.

As he continued forward, however, he noticed the unconscious body of the boy's father.

Glancing at the Towering bird humanoid once more, he then picked the man up.