[ Chapter III (3): "RIDENS VIRIDIS LUPUS VS. MAN" ]
[ BEGINNER'S STARTER PACK OPENED ]
Alastor looks down at his feet, and notices 5 mysterious objects appearing out of thin air. Forming from nothing to something.
Which is funnily enough, if he had noticed then years prior, then he would have believed that the supernatural exists, plausible even god, or a creator-being.
But this is after he expressed death, transportation to unknown land, a System, excruciating torture, twice, unnatural surroundings tinted in green, and a smiling wolf about to pounce on him.
All that happened in under an hour, hell, to be more accurate under 2 minutes... And he already turned from atheist to a believer, to whoever that isn't known to Alastor yet...
And he dearly hopes not to meet that said being...
[ CRUDE SWORD (UNCOMMON) ]
[ ROUND WOODEN SHIELD (COMMON) ]
[ SMALL POTION OF HEALTH x3 ]
Grumbling to himself, something that doesn't sound like a word at all. He then reluctantly grabbed one, a sword, then with the other he grabbed a shield.
On his right is the sword, on his left is the shield that's heavy...
Both objects are heavy, but the shield is more so, even though the sword he is holding is made of steel. Both appearing freshly made and untouched by fight.
Which seemingly needs to change now, as he needs to get into a fight with something... Unknown. Does the thing spray venom? Is its bite force stronger than a normal wolf or what?! Weaker?!!
Many questions rang into his head, before ultimately. He paused... Steeling his nerve with the incoming confrontation that'll happen.
[ "I-I'm not dying... No-not damn again..." ]
To be more precise, he doesn't fear death. But to the process of it, he does fear. Being stabbed hundredfold is worse than stobbing ones toes to a corner, or watching paint dry.
He experienced it. Now imagine a mutilated wolf-monster, bigger than a dog, bigger than a standard wolf which is already large.
Mauling at you with it's crooked teeth, do you really think that wouldn't hurt more than being stabbed on the neck. Alastor thought so, also.
So with great fear, he tried not to pee himself as he tries to put on a brave front while watching the Ridens Virdis Lupus-monster. The monster also being wary, keeping its distance, staring down the unknown prey it spotted with great interest.
Eyes flickering from time-to-time as it then walks slowly around the new prey it found. Almost like playing with a new toy. As it smiles, which becomes more morbid as the longer one stares.
To his dismay, that rings true. As Alastor's blue eyes locked with the joyfully monster's heavily darkened green eyes. The fear in his eyes evident, while the latter's eyes show glee as it widens more.
And more... And more. Before realizing something... That the unknown being in front of it is scared... So taking a risk, the monster leaped from where it stood and ran full speed wanting to tackle and quickly devour the being...
[ "D-damn it...!" ]
Not knowing what to do, Alastor raised his shield, hiding behind it as he waited for the incoming impact. His sword ready on his side, pointing at the monster... Before finally, he tried with all of his might to slash at the wolf-monster.
But as quickly as it noticed the movement of Alastor, as quickly as it dodged also. To the side, not even the sword grazing its majestic but dirty sickly green fur.
Laughing maniacally, the green-wolf with its tongue lulled out. Panting widely, as if out of breath. But in truth, the wolf is just starving and is eager to eat lunch...
As it then launches another attack, low on the ground, not letting Alastor the prey it found, to recover and formulate a plan against it.
Not yet fully prepared, but still there. Alastor widely swung his sword, his shield blocking his torso and some part of his head. But to his surprise, the monster shifted direction when he striked.
Moving slightly to the side, low prowl on the ground, before leaping and trying to bite his head off... He could only grumble as he instinctively raised his shield, hitting the monster's ferocious claws that clanked against the wolf.
Arms aching from carrying a shield, a sword, and plausibly after damage to nervous shock, and other internal pain. Alastor could feel his body, his arms especially the longer he carries them both.
Seeing the opportunity, he tried not slashing his sword, but instead stabbing it at the side of the monster's face. His body instinctively didn't fierce further, but realizing and knowing the danger, he tried exerting more force...
Thanks to the sharpness of the blade, he was able to extract some blood... Which isn't normal red, but is instead green the same as everything the wolf has... Wanting to barbeque the beast, he couldn't, as he hears loud giggling from the thing.
Before finally it counterattacks, it lowers its body even more on the ground. Torso touched the ground, as it then took advantage of Alastor's mistake, and that is raising his shield too high in an attempt to protect his torso and head...
This left the monster a chance to bite into his ankles, and feet that are thankfully covered in black trousers and shoes... But he believes that wouldn't be enough to stop the monster from making him bleed in return...
With great difficulty he lowered his shield on the monster's head, trying to stop it. His feet steps back in fear that it might get infected by some unknown rabies, disease, or even poison that this thing may have...
In correspondence with everything green, perhaps poison which is characteristically green, be one of those abilities that the wolf has.
If that may be, then he doesn't want to know about it first-hand. That'll be dangerous, and because that'll be painful, excruciatingly painful. To the point that he can imagine it, and it hurts his body.
But to his dismay, the wolf was able to bare its teeth onto his legs, fully encompassing it and more, as it is smaller than average... [ "A-ah, let go!" ] And then horror, he realized the wolf then bit into his leg, feeling a thousand needles or so piercing it in one-go.
Grunting to himself, Alastor tried kicking the thing's face away with his other feet... His feet targeting the monster's eyes which flinched with each impact.
Then seconds later, the monster retaliated by pulling him back... Which is a success as he stumbled on the ground in his bottom...
Realizing that he may finally be poisoned by something, and no cure for it on hand... He became even more pissed, taking the opportunity of the wolf being in one place to attack...
Ignoring the pain which is coming from his leg, that is flowing all-throughout his body. Alastor then grabbed the topside of the smiling wolf's head, seeing it smile more in drawing red-blood from him... As he brought down his sword to strike it.
[ "T-take it!" ]
He noticed that it isn't enough, as he then changed direction with the sword... And instead stabbed the side of the monster's face, repeatedly, before the fatality...
Being able to stab the wolf's green eyes, that widened to the extreme before it got taken out.
He could feel the tongue and teeth of the wolf wiggle in panic... Before then letting go of his leg, that is heavily bleeding, torn cloth from where the bite was...
Grasping the opportunity, the adrenaline and desperation kicked in as he tightened his hold on the monster, not letting the thing go. If he did, then he'll be immobile, stuck on the ground, being circled by this thing until finally he dies... He didn't like that.
Even though he could feel the heavy stench immiting from the monster, to the point that he felt like gagging inside his mouth. He still perseveres.
After a fierce struggle that includes him getting bitten in other places also, wounded, and even damaged beyond repair... It finally ended with the Ridens Viridis Lupus-monster weakened bit-by-bit, the smile faltering, before finally; dying...
Alastor personally watches the eyes of the monster dimmer, until it loses its light. Relishing the moment, before then throwing slurs at the monster... Now it was his turn to laugh at the thing.
As he lays on the ground, the floating holograph above the monster's head changes, from the name, and mood of the thing. To a signal that confirmed his kill, and even gave him experience...
Experience something he only heard of in games... With his life seemingly turned into one.
[ SMALL RIDENS VIRIDIS LUPUS LVL. 4 KILLED BY PLAYER! ]
[ +34 EXPERIENCE TO PLAYER! ]
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