Beatitudes

Episode 90.

Within the fifth floor of a particular tainted mountain, the duo of a boy and a girl were hard pressed in battle as they kept themselves light on their toes, leaping and jumping out of the way to avoid attacks from a wolf that could only be said to be large in size.

Naturally the duo barely put up a fight against the large wolf were Harry and Hiya, the two who had remained behind and witnessed Isaac being tossed out of the fifth floor to utter shock and surprise. The wolf had slowly turned its sight on to the two of them after taking care of the one it first happened to notice as it began to take on the two of them at the same time as if it was all too easy.

The wolf had been laying down on the floor as it slept previously so it was only after they came back to their senses from the brutal slam that Isaac had suffered but they had still somewhat felt within them that they had been able to properly take in the appearance the wolf, and what they saw made them feel a little bit more creeped out.

The wolf king was an intimidating presence of its own with a long amount of sleek fur that was of a black color, the kind of black color that wasn’t of the norm, it was a black that was reminiscent of a strange black hole, absorbing all light that fell on it and yet giving off an eerie light of its own that gave off an indescribable pressure.

The odd black of the wolf’s fur was already enough to stir in their self, but that wasn’t the most eye catching part of the wolf. Was what the most eye catching part was the red colored streaks that ran across its whole body before ultimately converging into an extremely blurring yet distinct symbol on its forehead. It rippled with an odd energy vibe that made who ever saw feel like they had been tossed into an ocean of blood and could only struggle to survive.

Let it be known that such a feeling was of a mysterious origin that couldn’t be said. On a being, like the wolf if it was of a high tier, that very feeling originating from the red streaks would be enough to reap the souls of any of those who dared, knowingly or unknowingly, to stare be they of a weaker strength, but a wolf of this level was obviously not of a high tier, hence the streaks on it would only be able to thoroughly affect those who had no level of strength to boast of at all, but the two people currently facing off against it were of a tiered strength and so it wasn’t able to have an impact of thorough suppression on them at the very least. But even still with that, the demonic vibe that oozed out of it and curled around its body intimately was of a magnitude enough to make them feel stifled, hence why they felt as they currently did.

Compared to others of the same tier as them, they could be said to be faring better if there was someone to judge their actions, yet all that seemed to be a little downplayed and trashed in the face of the demonic wolf that was thrashing them about currently.

The wolf was constantly charging forward at a speed that was now visible enough to the human eye, apparently the slightly horrifying burst of speed it had exhibited when it first attacked Isaac was supposed to be a skill of the wolf, that information was to be a relief to Harry and Hiya who were currently tangled up with the wolf, but they barely had time to process anything as the wolf literally kept them on the tip of their toes.

After swatting the female fighter named Hiya with its paw, the wolf turned its sight at Harry as it charged towards it at full speed. One could only feel pity for Isaac who had received the full brunt of the speed burst skill that sent him flying out, as he could be said to have been the only one that the wolf had chosen to use the burst on. Throughout the battle with the other two, not once had it used it as it instead charged at them with its normal speed which was actually already fast enough. It seemed to have developed a type of grudge against Isaac on first sight of him, reason why seemed destined to forever be unknown.

Its speed took it over a considerable distance in a short amount of time, barely giving the one being attacked anytime to react.

The collision between man and wolf was one of pure strength, and for the first time ever since the trio had begun to traverse the little bit of the tainted zone that they currently had with Adam beside them; Harry Auster the berserker lost in a contest of strength.

On colliding against each other, what happened next wasn’t like the first time with Isaac as both clashers had actually halted in their place. But if one could properly stare at the two locked in a deadlock, it was clear that Harry was the one being pushed back at a noticeable pace, even with the red aura wrapped up around him growing in thickness due to his increasing rage.

The wolf actually seemed to have not even put in all its strength, but what was commendable was that as it slowly increased its strength to push Harry back, said Harry was also able to hold on with his berserk induced increasing strength even though he was still being pushed. Out of the three of them in the mountain as of the moment, he was undoubtedly the only one who could barely contest against the beast.

Using the chance when the two were locked in their contest of strength, Hiya charged at the wolf from behind as she slashed forward with her sword, a silver arc could be seen cutting through the air as it hit the wolf square on its side, yet all it did was to leave a few strands of eerie black fur floating down to the ground as a s***h mark that could barely be considered skin deep was seen on the place where she had cut the wolf. Yet even that was healing with a speed visible to the naked eye as the mark completely disappeared after a few seconds, and new black fur could be seen growing slowly to replace the fallen fur. The wolf was unperturbed at the supposed sneak attack as it continued its contest against Harry without even turning to look at who had launched the futile attack. Nothing seemed to be working properly against the wolf as the situation showed Harry slowly losing the tussle while the sword that Hiya wielded against the wolf was proved lacking against its tough defense.

At the moment, the scene, to any who was able to peer into this space separated the rest of the world was that of one of confusion and high tension. Hiya had already moved backwards to avoid any attack the wolf could suddenly launch at her if she stood close, she could only stare somewhat helpless at Harry resisting the beast with all his might, and this was the precise scene that entered the eyes of the silvery white eyed youth who had finally strode back into the fifth floor through the shimmering barrier of light after being tossed out by force.

He still had his brows scrunched up in anger and indignation as his body stilled and trembled just the slightest bit on witnessing the scene.

He took in the whole sight as a flickering flash of light flitted across his eyes like he was currently thinking of something. In the end, his eyes reflected a crafty light as he opened his mouth, took in a deep breath and shouted out, his voice at the highest level he could muster while still keeping it even toned,

“Alright you mangy mutt, it’s time to get kicked back into your damn kennel!”, those were the words he said, it was a statement directed at the wolf itself as it was laced with a vengeful and taunting tone.