"Copy, Van do you hear me? Smoker are you daring?! Cindy?! Tim?! Cole?!." Said Greg as he grab hold of his head as began to spin around in circles. Pure darkness, not a single spark of light could be seen. Greg did his best to travel to the cave but every turn he took led to a wall, over and over Greg somehow bumped into a wall.
Greg tried his best to escape but nothing was working, no matter how much he punch against it, no matter how many attacks he did, the wall stood still.
"I can't be here!" Said Greg as he slid down the wall holding his chest, this is the first time he had a panic attack. He did know what you were, but he couldn't even get in touch with the person who he cares about. "I need to leave!" Scream Greg as he punches the wall. His Hands began to cave in, as the flesh on his fist began to dangle from his hand. Ignoring, the pain, Greg punches the wall over and over. His blood splashed on his face as his bone cracked.
With one last punch, Greg's hand finally snapped, and the bones in his forearm penetrated his skin, ripping through his muscle fibers.
White aura wrapped around his body as the once-broken bones began to steam, and his damaged arms began to vibrate as the white aura condense around his arms. White Flesh wrapped around his forearm forcing his bones back into place. New muscle tissue began to appear on his hands as blood stopped dripping from his hand. Greg is a user of the rare non-element heal, the branch element of nature, not fit for battle but outside uses. Greg comes from a line of heals, his grandfather was one of the first humans to learn about battle healing from the elves. Battle healing is a weaker form of regeneration, all-natural awakens have a slow regeneration but battle healing speeds up that time by using natural mana instead of one's mana.
"Calm down idiot!" Yelled Greg as he slapped himself.
Ominous Steps approach Greg in the middle of his mental breakdown. A pale reach from Greg's shoulder, unknown to him. The pale hand was covered in blue scales and had a weird symbol between its middle finger and index finger. The symbol glow black as the hand hover over Greg. Before anything could happen Greg kicked behind him, kicking away the hand owner.
"I was wondering when you're going to show up. I was getting bored." Said Greg as he hop up. The wall began to close as the figure ran away from Greg. Launching himself past the walls Greg was grabbed by his neck and slammed onto the ground.
"I do not run, stupid human." Coldly said the figure. The dark cloak around his body fades away revealing a humanoid man with two red wings. Red and black scales cover his body, as his tower figure stands above Greg. Greg wasn't a short man, he was at least 6 feet, this monster was standing above him like a father looking at a small child. His red eyes stared at Greg daring him to move.
"Let me go." Coldly said Greg as he grip the monster's hand.
"He told me these humans were different, I didn't believe him but now I do."
Greg's body turn dark red as his face began to slip off his body, the monster tightening his grip around Greg only to grab a hand full of flesh. Greg was now standing in front of the monster, his face was missing, and his blood dripped on the ground.
The monster punched out only to hit the air, as Greg jumped over the monster's attack. Greg landed behind the monster and tried to swipe kick at the monster's feet. His leg crack on impact as the monster punches him in the chest. Greg was sent flying back toward a wall.
"Your healing.." said the monster as his body disappeared. Waves of hot air washed over Greg as a claw penetrated his chest.
"Fuck!" Yelled Greg as he cut his forearm, the blood under him began to reach up at the monster causing him to toss Greg away. A flesh blade swiped at the monster as he backflip away. Greg quickly healed as a flesh spear flew toward him.
"It's been a long time since I had to do this." Said Greg as he wipe the blood off his mouth.
"More!" Yelled the monster as he hardened his body, his red scales turned black, and the flesh blade was snapped in half as the monster released an overwhelming pressure.
Greg and the monster clash as they fist collided. The monster was launched back into the wall not before kicking Greg upwards.
Greg blacked out for a second, his head slammed against the ceiling waking him up. Falling on the ground a small spiral red cube circles under Greg.
Greg glanced to the side, trying to keep the monster in his sight. The monster smirked as his body glowed red. His scales began to flip around as he began to glow. A sword shot out the cure and launched at Greg. A black vein appeared across Greg's body as he tried to use mana.
"I don't have anymore." Greg thought to himself as he rolled to his side.
"Pathetic." Said the sword as it change forms, the monster appeared in front of Greg grabbing his head. Greg was tossed towards the wall, coughing up blood Greg tried to open his eyes. The monster began to stomp on Greg's back and kicked him side to side.
The monster's body flashed across the room as he kicked Greg back and forward.
"Can we just talk about it!" Scream Greg as he tried to punch the monster. Grabbing Greg's arm the monster deflected the attack and twisted his hand behind his back. "Ahhhh!"
"I don't want you to speak. I need you to Die!" Coldly said the Monster as his body began to heat up. The wall began to leak as if something was melting it.
"Wait." Said a figure as he placed his hand on the monster's shoulder.
"&@@&@ what do you want?" Asked the monster.
"The king has entered."