We all take a collective breath out, our, well mine balrow and malfoy breathing ragged.
My hands are still on the shaky back of that FUCKING BADASS GRANDPA, did you see that? Did you fucking saw what happened?
Fuck that was badass, damn, I need to learn how to do that, that was a dumb move for sure....but
Whatever, I'll think about this later.
Looking over balrow head I can see the dead animal.
Ah, dying animal.
Weak squeals emanate from his mouth as his hooves tiredly move around in the air, clearly trying to move. Trying to do anything but just unable to do so.
Snout destroyed and pierced in deep inside his skull, blood flowing and tainting his protective tusks, making the perfect white fully red.
On his side another big wound where blood flow can be seen, caused by a sword that's dangling off.
It's rampage almost managing to take it off.
On his other side two arrows rest deep into it's flesh, one broken off it's shaft fell off somewhere, the other still in, both are slowly tainting the floor with more blood.
It's eyes are barely watching us anymore, wavy, troubled, like a mist unable to focus on anything anymore. Bloodlost and death pushing it too far.
It's soft and brown fur is now dirty, sticky blood covering the entirety of it's body.
"That" I take a deep breathe "good job everyone" I pat barlow shoulder hard, more than one time, making it clear that I think he worked damn fucking well today.
"Yeah, good work" annie answer after me as none answer.
Malfoy letting his back rest on the wall of the safe zone beside the hole and the body, as jenna just grab another arrow with those fucking crazed eyes, she's fucking crazy.
"Economize" I say a single word and she look back at me, she look like she want to transform a boar into a porcupine.
However, she does put the arrow in her quiver. Looks like Jenna gave us a big power boost.
Taking my hands off balrow back I pat him back one more time and he turn to me to nod, I nod, he nod back, I nod back.
Alright the grandpa fine, his forearms are kinda shaky though, probably from the slamming duel.
Malfoy taking a deep breathe turn around and enter the hole.
Annie pat jenna back and start Congratulating everyone personally.
I myself walk forward, passing balrow. Fuck, why didn't I retreated earlier? I'm sure fighting from behind the hole would have been better but, when balrow went full badass man, I don't know what happened.
I take some step toward this slab of meat, looking at it, my blood boil even in death.
"Good job, you did well"
The encouragement are dry and uncreative but mousy slow caress on my back are more than enough.
Still...
I ignore it, I give her a nod and pat her shoulder too, showing solidarity but nothing more. Droning out the others, I walk toward the dead with malfoy.
What happened? I felt fucking possesed.
Even now, as I see malfoy ripping out his sword out from the beast hide, I grab my shaft one feet on it's bloody protection I pull as hard as I can, it's difficult, it's in really deep my muscles scream as I try to pull it out, but even then, even now, my grip... It just don't waver, like this spear belonged to me and my body recognized it, that it should stay on my side, always.
With multiples big heave's I finally manage to rip my bloody spear out.
What the fuck is happening to me? That's not normal right?
I close my eyes, open them, I look at this pathetic slab of meat I just butchered.
No, no, no that's not normal, since when did I started thinking like that?
Not before the tutorial, not when the gobli-! Something interumpt my thoughts, malfoy bloody sword and now bloody hand tend to me something, a long and big curved bloody teeth.
What? I look down at him, he look up at me.
Why did he? His gaze go on my neck, I look at my neck and sigh "thanks"
"It is only natural"
Grabbing the teeth I lift it up and [do you wish to add a new teeth on your orcish necklace?] Yea, yes I want too.
As a new teeth get on my necklace, still bloody, I look at the new description
[Orcish necklace: prized possesion of orcs, more teeths, more glory! Who shall kill the more beasts! Fill this necklace with teeth to receive more and more bonus!
Current boosts:
-Small increase in max strength.
-Small increase in smell.
-Small increase in fictitious force.]
The fuck does fictitious force even mean now? [You do not-!] Yeah shut up, I'm the one interupting you now, what you gonna do about it?
Nothing?
That's what I thought.
Do I need a phd to understand those now? I have litterally no idea what does that increase, and again. I move my arms around.
The effect is obviously too weak, I don't feel any different.
Fuck. I have too much to do, too much to think about, I turn my head beside me to see jenna taking out her arrow that's still usable out, she doesn't seem comfortable with the sight but she still look like she want to commit genocide, what the fuck is this team?
Also, can we talk about how strange it is for them to adapt to me that well?
Like, we're bonding real fast, that's not normal, is this because we're all in the same boat?
I look around, balrow is leaning against the wall closer to all of us as his shield is out but down, he rub his forearms, malfoy is sitting on the dead body of the pig like it's normal, jenna is doing her arrow shit, anna is grabbing her stone and come back in the circle around me as she say "should we eat tha-!"
Breaking out my own thoughts of bonding, I stop her "GOBLINS FIRST AND NOW THIS!?"
She squeak like a mouse, as usual, and point at the bloody boar "I mean, that's pork for real now" jenna mumble "A giant pork" malfoy slam his hand on it's hide "do any of you possibly know how to cook?"
I blink at him and mousy answer "without a kitchen? No." Legolas answer "but there is the hearth" I can hear balrow sigh fondly on the wall, malfoy scowl "I do believe I'll prefer those tasteless bar than this" mousy answer something like "Suit yourself!" But I tune them out soon enough to look at the boar.
Boar....probably a him or her.....
My heart is slowly calming down, adrenaline rush fading out, and...
Why don't I feel this burning rage anymore?
My grip on my spear is...inexistant, litterally, compared to the death grip of earlier, my spear is litterally in my inventory now, didn't even saw when it dissapeared.
I lift my hand to pat this cute monstrosity of nature, without all the gore, I'm sure that their fur would be quite comfortable to pet.
Ah, the human urge to pet anything and everything!
I keep thinking, but, maybe because of what just happened. I don't reach a conclusion.
I don't know what happened, I don't know what happened, yes, I'll repeat it one more time, I have no idea what happened.
I don't know why I suddenly stopped my retreat, it was better to fight from behind the hole since the start after all.
Badass grandpa could have stopped the attacks with his shield like he did earlier.
Legolas would do her bow shit since she's strong enough not to micromanage anymore.
Malfoy could stay on the side and stab, same for me I could also support balrow back when necessary.
And annie could throw stones and stab with her dagger whenever she can.
I don't know why I was so angry at the boar, I mean, it's just an animal, I don't care about them for sure, but, I litterally just wanted to rip them-! It apart with my hands, dig my teeths into it's flesh and fucking cook them and feast after a good long night of hunt.
I just....for the seconds of that fight, I just stopped seeing the-! It, as nothing but a stepping stone, not as an animal or even a living being, just, a piece of steak, just some feisty nutriments that dared to resist me.
Why was I so angry?