Chapter 117: Regret (2) (1/2)

Seeing that more than half of their group was already lying on the dirt lifeless and mutilated, the remaining guards' confidence took a serious hit. They hesitated for a brief moment, looking at each of what to do.

However, this proved to be a mistake that veterans of their calibers shouldn't have made. No matter the situation, on the battlefield there is no place for hesitation. The singular arrow whistling through the air shed light on their mistake as it mercilessly pierced another in his left eye, causing him to fall back down to the ground with a loud thud.

From the three remaining guards, the one on the left, closest to the dogs, looked at the war hounds with an angry expression and while waving his sword in the air, he shouted at them.

”You muts, what are you doing there! Go and obey your masters! TEAR THEM APART!”

His rant was interrupted when the demonic boy in front of them erupted in a loud bray.

”They... ” Aiden spoke between two breaths. ”They won't help you. They already know their place, they have more brains than you lot.”

He looked at the two hounds whimpering in the corner and addressed them. His voice suddenly changed, it was several octaves deeper, akin to a wolflike growl. Yet it was still understandable to everyone present. As he spoke, the mask's eye sockets were bathed in deep scarlet light, replacing the golden glow it had before.

”You two. Defend the girl!”

To the guard's shock, both dogs silently obeyed the boy's command and walked over the blonde archer girl growling menacingly at their old masters.

While all of this was playing in front of him, and as more than half of his elite guards fell down one by one, the Warden, had a sorrowful expression on his face. He tried racking his brain for a solution, an answer that could save him from his impending demise. Yet, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't think of anything.

Seeing that the two hounds obediently took their new place, Aiden returned his attention to the remaining guards in front of them. All three of them had their weapons raised in front of them, nervously gripping their weapons.

Seeing them shivering in fright, Aiden snickered once again and raised his right clawed hands in front of his masked face.

Looking at the blood dripping from his ebony thick claws, he felt a desire to lick those tantalizing scarlet droplets. It carried the life force of multiple humans… He suddenly felt it was way more appetizing than anything before.

Slowly, his left hand crept to the edge of the mask, subconsciously wanting to lift so he could have a taste. As his hands grabbed the edges of his thin white mask, he was suddenly awoken from this trance by her sister's voice coming from behind.

”Brother? Are you okay?”

Shaking his head, he lowered his hands, fencing towards the three remaining enemies.

”Yeah… Let's just end this, we should return home. After all, you don't want to miss dinner and your treats!”

The mention of desserts curbed a smile on Lily's expression. Grabbing another arrow from her quiver, she readied her bow for another shot, aiming at the previously loud guard.

”Yes, brother! It's time to go!”

As she released the bowstring, Aiden also flickered, only to appear in front of the other two with his hands swinging in a horizontal arc from the left and the right ready to meet in the middle.

Although the attack was sudden, both guards have already seen this pattern, and instead of trying to face it head-on, they both jumped back, dodging the deadly blow.

As the claws swiped in front of them, barely missing their studded leather vest, they swung their swords downwards in a vertical swing, aiming each of the boy's shoulders.

While the attack was fast for the average person, to Aiden who had much higher attributes than them, it was as if he was watching it in slow motion. Raising his hands, he parried both blows with ease.

Meanwhile, the last guard seeing the arrow flying towards him swayed to the left, avoiding the deadly tip by a hair's breadth. Then, as to close the distance, he jumped forward, charging at the ranger only a few feet away.