ADVANCES (1)
520 Words
With yet another swish of the air.
As he danced with his blade, his hair strands fluttered alongside his face.
Who knows how long it had been since he'd engaged in combat with the foreign figure in front of him, and 18061819 (Six) didn't waste any time.
His eyesight catches those red tentacles moving back to the figure's side like an obedient pet as he takes a step back as he flew over the other side.
"Hehe. I had no idea humans were so powerful." The other spoken, a cheerful tone coming from white lips, is nothing as he remembers. Furthermore, those invaders from his time rarely spoke as they were quite too busy killing humans to speak.
Something isn't right here.
His eyes can't help but darken when he thinks of something, even if it's just his unexpected conclusion.
He wasn't going to let it get the better of him.
It didn't take another word from the other figure to launch another attack on him.
His pace is right for making comebacks against each tentacle that tries to slice or wound him.
The red is meeting red, the color of their eyes are the same, but the way they held an emotion is different.
He sees nothing but certain madness in the others, whereas the others see an odd emptiness.
Having similar colors was what he expected from this human, but after meeting it up close, the foreign figure decides it is better to retake knowledge on them.
A strike chased after the blade, blood gushed from another, and his face was cut unexpectedly.
The second time he bled, he let out a small amount of the dark liquid that 18061819 (Six) chose to furrow his brows instead of reacting.
Seeing the unresponsive face, the foreign figure was irritated by this. He has made it even more crueler attacking 18061819 (Six), all causing their counters to each other to last another hour rather than minutes.
Standing face to face, they appeared to have never broken sweat after all of their exchanges.
"You're better than I expected," said the foreign figure.
18061819 (Six) has given him a blank stare.
That surely irritates the other.
"Why are you not going to talk at all? Is that how humans show their hospitality?" Yelled the other, shocking the young man hiding from the dark wall.
Maybe there's no way to see what's going on outside right now. Their words, on the other hand, can be heard, let alone those who have clear and loud voices.
As if such provoking words would even faze 18061819 (Six).
But when...
"I never expected humans to be weaklings like you. The way you look like you can easily be conquered, which works in our favor."
"Shut up!" 18061819 (Six) yelled, his voice laced with rage as he charged the chatty figure.
Hearing him finally say something made the others laugh a little. So, this is this one's voice; it was a little disappointing to hear such a boring tone as imagined by the foreign existence.
Moving all the tentacles to defense, 18961819's (six) advances have kept ongoing.
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