„Death does not pick. Death does not wait. Death comes to us all. Its just how it is"
- OI. I pay you so you do your job properly man. What`s taking you...
Glasses turns around after "pacifying " the attackers.
His hand is smoking.
Literally smoking.
Can`t be nice ~ Damon thought in the bush
He will have to get It healed fast.
Yeah, that`s what is going to happen.
-so long… -
Malcolm had a few reasons not to respond.
Two enemies on him
Blood on his face.
Tired
His vehicle just got crashed into a tree.
Well at least he got a good hit in the enemies face.
Good straight punch. Probably broke his nose.
Definitely some bone, cause he heard some cracks..
Anything else?
.
Oh yeah
.
.
His head was also in the wrong place.
On the ground that is.
Just the head though, no body.
Yea that makes sense.
That explains why he couldn`t answer.
-MAALCOOOLM – Glasses cried out.
He raised his ignited hand in pain.
-I WILL ****ING BURN YOU ALIVE- angry and crying shouted at the two remaining bandits
Last time. Just one last time and it can fall off.
One .. small.. fire..
Nope
-HUH I ACTUALLY THOUGHT THEY COULD WIN – god sounded just a little surprised.
~glasses is still standing ~ Damon responded ~and he destroyed 2 of them already ~
-MAYBE. BUT ITS OVER WHEN THE SWORDSMAN DIED-
-BESIDES IT WAS 4 ON 2 FROM THE BEGINNING. NOT HONORABLY BUT HEY, THEY ARE THIEVES.
~wel, true.~ boy quietly responded.
And during this lovely conversation the thing that was pretty obvious was already over.
Instead of casting magic and obliterating the masked guys
The only thing that got obliterated was the glasses`s glasses
Since one thief was not only at cutting his hands off
But also good at delivering a good right hook.
In the face.
Of course after he got slammed into the dirt.
The knife of his partner came right after that.
Damon felt … bad.
Maybe wrong word.
Horrible? no, too easy.
Absolutely disgusted? Better.
Ah yes. Revulsed. Perfect.
But that was just mentally.
Physically he couldn`t move, had trouble breathing.
To keep himself from moving he kept his hand tight enough to bleed
And his stomach was a giant ,hot spiral.
Twisting and spinning.
Like his brain.
-CALM DOWN. ITS OVER-
the last two remaining bandits came once again to check their...
Accuracy and certainty.
-OKEY MY BAD. NOW IT`S OVER. – god corrected himself.
Damon didn`t answer.
Thieves then came to check on their partners.
One was a bunch of coal, ashes and burning clothing.
Probably not alive anymore.
The other one was not that bad.
Still slightly ablaze but not dying apparently.
They picked him up, got rid of the flames
and he was just as he was asleep on the ground for a while.
Damon was still blindly looking at the situation.
Too much for one day.
Too much for the brain.
Thieves then finally do what these guys do best.
Which is oddly not what a normal person would expect from their clothing.
They left the mercenary alone.
And the driver too.
Glasses laying on the road was almost left in peace.
Only his rings, his glove , his money pouch, his coat, and a knife was stolen.
And some other things he had on that had value.
Basically nothing you know.
Damon still was shocked.
Longer than god thought he would be.
-OY BOY,. -diety told the boy. – WAKE UP. THEY ARE LEAVING –
No response…
BOY WAKE UP.