Beauty is a Beast

Her Servants (3)

Nesrin swung her spear relentlessly but the panther dodge it in accordance. It was fast and swift but there were beads forming on its forehead as it glance at the spear emitting a different atmosphere from its wielder.

The spear is, even more, stronger than the person holding it. That was Pantheon's (Black Panther) thought and relayed his opinion towards his master.

He was the only spirit beast on this island full of wild monsters.

This field is his training but at the same time, the students' training field also.

However, the headmaster and he don’t have any responsibility for their lives. If they die here, no parents should blame the school. 

The glow in her eyes never leaves Pantheon. And both of them continued to battle fiercely. 

Enrage from being ignored. The tar monster roars in the sky and spits out black liquids that rain down on them.

The two that were entangled with their spear and claw dancing on each other’s power took their distance away from each other as black liquid fell from where they were standing before. 

The black liquid created a sizzling sound and made a hole out of the ground.

Both Pantheon and Nesrin stared straight at each other's eyes.

‘Why don’t we end that ‘bother’ first and continue our fight?’ These were the words that the panther and the human conveyed in their stares.

At the same time, the human and Pantheon’s figures blur as they charge towards the tar monster. As if happy getting their attention, the tar monster waves its dripping arms with flaming liquid and a wave of tar splashes between the charging two.

Swish!

Nesrin and Pantheon quickly move at opposite sides and evaded that attack.

 Nesrin began to think. The one that was only visible and vulnerable from that body was its eyes. However, there was something shining green in its chest.

Is that the answer to end its life?

Nesrin didn’t know but she has to try to know the answer.

Clack.

Nesrin tighten her hold on the spear-the blade created a 'clack' sound as Nesrin twisted her body to get momentum. With full energy, she swing her spear in the direction of its heart and a wave of spirit energy flew in the form of a crescent moon.

All the while, Pantheon, the black panther raises its claw–leap in mid-air and slashed the monster's only eye.

“Grawwrr!”

BOOM!

The green core broke in half and exploded. But when it did, Pantheon and Nesrin’s body was thrown out of a distance, and its black liquid scorch her body and burned Pantheon’s fur.

The two of them groan before they landed on the ground. The black liquid splattered onto their frame. Not only did it burn Nesrin's clothes, but the tar also seeps onto her skin. 

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“Woah!” Everyone in the watching hall cried out in exhilaration.

 The live screen showed the wounded Nesrin and Black Panther lying on the ground. Smoke rising from both of their body. Red burnt skin was clearly seen from that white and smooth skin, looking so garishly harsh.

Silence ensued in the area. 

And finally, a treasure box appeared in thin air that radiate a faint golden light. Meaning to say, Nesrin won that fight.

Nesrin slowly stood up and remove the hardened tar on her skin. She peeled it off and a bit of her skin was also pulled off.

The tearing pain did not evoke a scream out of her. But to those who have seen the footage could not help but tremble. 

'That looked painful!' 

The white cheeks on her skin became red and raw.

She looked up at the two treasured boxes hovering in mid-air. One was the earlier compensation and the other was the second reward after fighting off between the tar monster and the panther.

Nesrin glance at the ‘unconscious’ panther and took a step towards the boxes. She took one of them and opened it. What she got was a red fabric.

-A dress that could withstand attack and will fill you with courage and braveness. A dress that was bath in the blood of the wearer’s enemies.

-You, a brave one on the battlefield. You, that roared in the midst of war. You, that defend your motherland with everything you have.

 “That’s it?” 

Nesrin murmured in contempt as she looked at the empty box. She stored the clothes onto her spatial bangle. That armor is good for Mary. Or she could give it to Karl as a present for being so brave to join this ridiculous but dangerous event every single year.