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Chapter 8 - Tough fight

"That was close" touching the wound on his neck Philip tought to himself. Even if his head was cut off it wouldn't kill him but how can he fight as a head? If he had only head left whole fight would be stopped with one wnwmy dead one unable ro move and him being talking head waiting for enemies reinforcements to destroy him. But thanks to this risk he gained some battle experience and better understanding of his power. Now was time to rest and think about next steps.

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While Philip was quietly thinking about future whole tribe was in unrest because their leader's son was missing and by now person who was send to search for him should be on his way back with some clues. Inside big wooden hut shirtless muscular man was pacing back and forth anxiously thinking about his only son.

Soon heavy footsteps were heard. "Come in"

" L-leader we we-we found only young leader's- young leader's..."

"What did you found?!"

Kneeling man couldn't take it anymore and shouted

" We found young leader's corpse! Guh..." Before he finished his sentence he was sent flying by a punch. "What?!What did you say?!" There was no response since punch he threw before was enough to make kneeling man uncounsious.

"My son!! Bring Adalbert here NOW he needs to heal my son!"

"Leader I'm already here but there is nothing we can do he was dead for at least hour now there is no way I can heal him"

"Ahh you are all useless bring me a person who killed my son alive, I will show him what's the price for his sins!" Seeing wounds of his son, tribe leader already knew cause of death. "Leave immediatly, let 30 man stay behind in case of emergencies and let women take care of my sons body we will not bury him till we won't exact revenge!" Most men in this tribe used the same magic as their leader so after they left they split into groups of five and searched for Philip. Philip's wound was already healed. Philip hid himself these days since he couldn't take on five people at once. After few days samller and smaller numbers searched for him. After a week only groups of three. Now was time to strike. Philip followed one group with three strengh type mages. This time suprise attack won't work. He directly came out of his hiding spot.

"Are you the one who killed our young leader?"

Philip directly attacked them without replying. His enemies had weapons with them since they knew their enemy is human. All of them had short swords with them. They looked young and were probably trying to please their leader by killing Philip. They probably even never fought against human. They tried to encircle Philip but he was moving backwards to keep them in sight. They exchanged attackd for a while and Philip purposely let them cut himslef a little to abadon every tought about getting reinforcements. "Hand your life to us. You see you can't keep this up any longer what's use of forcing yourself?" These three youngsters were getting more and more arrogant. They stopped to defend and only attacked now. Philip's energy was running out too, he can't probably take three of them on at once for too long. He needs to kill two of them in short amount of time or he would need to escape. He abadoned this idea since chances were too low. Now he had only one idea left. Philip killed first one who made another mistake. "Ahh how could it happen?" Thinking they were on the winning site death of their friend took them off guard but also made them realize their mistakes. Before they could think of backing off one of them inflicted "fatal" wound on Philip making him wail in pain. Seeing his miserable apperance they attacked together with whole their might and both pierced him with their swords. Now Philip used his spear to pierce one's head and used his spare hand to grab biggest piece of magic he could and inserted it into hand that was grabbing sword. This hans turned to withered one and now two enemies were dead and one had no weapon. "Ahhhhh Ahhhh what did you do to my hand, devil, what type of msgic it is? Ahhhh!" While last man alive was still looking at his hand Philip already took one sword out of his body and slashed at enemy.