Dell wasn't peticularly sure how to handle the new problem before him. Hunting these wolves were getting less effective since he was starting to noticeably surpass them. However he didn't actually have anything stronger to hunt that he could handle currently.
So as he walked down Zeliths streets he wondered how to solve this issue. Maybe he could simply hunt the wolves for a while longer until he could handle the farm, though at the rate he was going that could take much longer then he wanted to wait.
Walking and pondering on his current situation he would eventually end up back at base. It had been awhile since he had dropped off the iron rank hunter but it seemed he had already disappeared. Dell's fellow blue division hunters where going on with thier business. Some would take it easy and hunt closer to base while others where making plans on hunting further out.
"Well, no harm in asking"
Dell hadn't explored peticularly far, but some of the hunters near by did. Well not far persay, simply further then him. So he would walk up to a group of three hunters.
"Hey, I'm look for somewhere with a little stronger prey to hunt then the streets a block from here. Got any recommendations?"
A hunter with a sword on his hip would speak up. "Well lad I personally would recommend the sewers. There are some tough bastard infected down there but they at least tend to be alone. Not many traps either"
"Oh. Would any entrance near here work?"
"Aye it would"
Dell would nod and look around for the closest entrance to the sewers and once he had he would open it up and climb down.
One of the three hunters would look at the hunter who spoke first. "You're sending that kid to a fucking death sentence"
"Aw cmon now. He's a fully grown man not a kid, and even though he hasn't been hunting the longest he's still a decent hunter"
"Decent isn't enough to survive down there"
"Well that's certainly true"
The stench of the sewers would make most people puke the moment they breathed it in. However hunters had to get used to the smell of corpses so this wasn't something that would bother them peticularly much. Dell had two options, left or right. There were pathways you could walk along, and of course you could go straight into the water but he didn't even consider that an option.
Turning left Dell would begin to walk down the path. It was dimly lit by lanterns just like the rest of Zelith so far. And as he continued down he came across an infected. He could tell from a brief glance at one of its arms that it had a toned body so he had to take this seriously.
Protracting his gauntlets he would dash in and slam his fist into the infecteds jaw, knocking it back a few feet. He would follow up with a succession of powerful blows. It would attempt to swing back but Dell would grab its wrist, place his free hand on its elbow and slam the infected to the ground, snapping its arm as well. He would follow this up by using the claws on the gauntlet to pierce into its skull, that being the final blow.
Zephyr of course wanted to eat. However it had to wait for Dell to lift his shirt, but once he had it got right to eating.
"Its definitely better then the infected in the streets at least, but not much better then the wolves" Zephyr said once it finished eating.
"Well a minor improvement is still an improvement"
Sounds of water moving caused Dell to dash away from the edge of the path. That's when he saw multiple pairs of enraged eyes staring at him from the water, even larger infected were climbing onto the path and when Dell looked towards the direction of the exit it was already blocked by four infected making thier way.
"How the fuck didn't I notice them?!"
"Asking now won't help, do something"
Dell would curse and run down the path. The infected coming out the water were bigger then the one he just fought and he was going to be severely out numbered pretty soon.
Noticing a turning Dell would take it, heading into the complex tunnels that made up the sewers. Though as he kept running all he noticed was more and more infected making chase.
Left turn, right turn, forwards, path blocked, run back, left turn, again and again he would run away. He soon realized something.
"The fuckers are splitting up and trying to corner me somewhere! Holy shit!"
Eventually he did end up cornered. Three infected approaching from each path, and these weren't the usual push overs. They were only one or so wieght classes less then Axil in terms of muscle.
Back against the wall, no real options to chose from, Dell would grit his teeth and charge down one path and throw a massive punch in the thraot of the closest infected knocking it back a few steps. He would then use his gauntlet like a blade and slash at the knee of the next infected so it would be immobilized.
He then dashed at the initial infected, ducking the third ones attack and delivering a kick to the first ones stomach knocking it to the ground. Dell quickly got onto of it and rained down punch after punch to its face until he caved it in. Though the infected landed a few hits to his ribs.
And the second one was right behind him, so as he turned around to see a fist coming his way all he could do was block, barely reacting in time. The punch knocked him to the ground but the solid gauntlets did thier job and protected him. He quickly got up but had to dodge another ferocious punch. The tunnels were narrow so he didn't have much room to dash around. He quickly used his claws to slash at the infecteds stomach and arm, back dashing when it attempted to punch him again. After he would dash back into range and throw out an uppercut making it stumble back. He continued his attack by punching it in the face and using the momentum to slam it into the ground.
Step,,, step,,, step,,,
The three from the other path where now not so far ahead of him, and when he turned around to see behind him his icy eyes were only met with two large infected.
"All fucking right then. Two outcomes. I massacre everything in this sewer or they wittle me down and kill me. Sure, guess I've got no other choice but to take those odds"
Dell finished the one he had immobilized by stamping on its head and right after he would run towards the group of two. However they attacked first forcing him to dodge, however he made use of the fact that they were slower then him and made sure to strike as hard as he could whenever he fount and opening.
Usually he would wittle down beasts and infecteds that were slower then him yet strong, however they had numbers so he had to wrap up each fight as quickly as possible.
This did however cause him to take hits that he usually wouldn't. But even as he took punches, get based into the walls, he still fought. Eventually killing the group of two.
And with this momentum going he would go towards the group of three without really thinking, fighting with instincts. Dashing and dodging, stamina slowly being drained and his endurance being tested he fought on managing to kill the next three.
But he was sore and getting tired. This didn't stop Zephyr from snaking his tongue out and pulling in the monsters to eat. Though eating replenished his stamina and somewhat his endurance, he was still hurting.
"So it's gonna be like this huh?"
Slowly walking down the tunnel he would groan.
"Well let's get to hunting"