City of Sinners

Chapter 38

I could still not believe what I have just seen just a few seconds ago. How, in just a snap of time, that seemingly invincible long-tongued creature, fell on the ground miserably just because of a single stroke of a sword?

Even Solomon was shocked with what she had done. We have been fighting that creature for a longer period from no, but we have no idea that it could be killed that easy with the use of a simple, effortless swing of sword?

In the Greek mythology, Achilles was popular because of the term, Achilles’ heel. In time, that pair of words became a notion where it would stand for ‘one’s weakness’. Thus, I do not know what kind of power that has entered at Solomon’s body, and he’d have the gut to apply Achilles’ heel—literally—to our enemy. I was as shocked as Valour and Jeross when Solomon literally attacked and sliced both sides of the Sinner’s portion of heel, and then, just as we are witnessing, the Sinner was already lying down the ground, lifeless. Its body is slowly turning into ashes, and slowly, it is now being dragged by the wind.

“What the …” Valour mouthed hangingly.

“Solomon’s a monster.”

I don’t know, but I nodded at what Jeross said. Now, it feels like Solomon was the real monster in this realm. It felt like …. The monster is not our enemy, but an ally. It gave me a bit of security, that Solomon was here, but at the same time, discomfort, just because sometimes, the strong ones are the people who can be easily tricked.

Either way, I think we have to celebrate this victory. It was just a few days since we have found ourselves in this freaked-up place, but we have already overcame a lot of hardships. A lot of monsters. Demon. Yet, we haven’t had any celebrations of it (as if we could, knowing that we’re stuck inside hell). Now that we have down another one, and that at least we’re now used by the mere fact that we’re in hell, can we care about celebration?

The answer is no (okay, I answered my own stupid question). Despite the fact that we have already defeated the most powerful Sinner at the entrance gate of Upper Hill Village, the ordinary yet still quick and agile creatures were still unbothered, and is still continuing their attacks to the different gangs. I noticed some of dead human bodies lying on the ground. From them, the soil is now a pool of blood. These people—from different gangs, were mercilessly killed by the Sinners. Their bodies were twisted, as if they were invertebrate, who have no bones inside. I am sure that it was because of the long, powerful tongues of the Sinners.

It pained me seeing them like that. Some of them were members of Vulture gang. I even saw one familiar face who is now lifeless, with its body bent, the back of the head touching the sole of the feet, arms were both dislocated, the ribs were partially moved, tilted in another direction.

The rush of anger went on to me. I could not easily understand myself, but with all the things that I have seen, my thoughts were flooding me, to the point that I have no idea what to think of first. These flood of thoughts then triggered my defensive mechanism—to make my body and emotion control over me. It was similar in having a blank mind, but inverted. While thoughts and rages kept me bothered inside my head, my body was just moving on its own. It was moving according to its instinct.

This rush of emotions has made me drink another orange-colored liquid, the power potion. I have already drank one of this earlier, but the effect has worn off. However, drinking another would cause the one who consumed it with a punishment. I don’t know what that is, but I do not care.

“Sitri, what are you doing? You’re not allowed to—”

Valour tried to stop me from drinking it, but the last drop of it was already on my tongue. I threw away the bottle. The crashing sound of it has joined the chaotic sound of hell. I feel the burning sensation of power creeping from my chest, then to my whole body.

I started attacking. I haven’t picked up one of my jaded knives that was deflected because of my earlier fight with the giant sinner. That is why I was only holding one jaded knife on my hand. Yet, despite the knife’s partner being gone, I know that my attacks won’t be dull.

I’ve noticed one of a Vulture member struggling on the ground as it was being pinned down by a Sinner. Its tongue already wrapping the legs of the man, making him scream in pain.

“Ahh! Help me! Help!”

Its stares landed into me, and I noticed the tears coming off of his eyes because of pain.

“S—Sitri, help me,” he mouthed.

Letting my body rule over me, I threw the Jaded knife towards the Sinner that is pinning him down. It pass straightly through the creature, through its neck, and then swiped silently on the soil—the tip of the knife stabbing on the soil. The Sinner doesn’t seem to notice that a knife has just passed straight to its neck. It was still smiling and continuing wrapping its tongue around the Vulture man’s body. It was only after a second then when it noticed that … its head was sliding off of its body.

The man, screaming, quickly went off away from the Sinner’s dead body. He threw away the severed head that has landed on his chest, and quickly moved his pained legs away from the wrapped tongue of the sinner.

Another Sinner has attacked me. I was aware and alerted of it. However, I don’t have any weapons in my hand at the moment. And so, since I have just drank a power potion, I met the attacking force of the Sinner, and when I captured the creature, I forcefully smashed it on the ground, making it release a pained and split-second shriek. With my brute force, I smashed its head with a simple kick. Blood grotesquely splashed away from its head , sprinkling in the air, blotting on my clothes, on my skin. I wiped some of it away from my face.

Not far from me, I saw a baseball bat. It was being held by now a dead man. I strode towards it, then grabbed it. I looked at the Sinful creatures still attacking us. There is still too many of them. I gripped the baseball bat tighter. Letting my body rule over me, I charged to the first nearest Sinner I have seen.