Something large, something that didn't seem realistic, that should only be something in shows or perhaps robots.
It looked weird, with horns on their head and dual skin colour of red and teal. "What a bad colour combination." Wait, this isn't supposed to be the time to think about something like that.
Jun came back to his senses and rushed into the building. Only to he stopped with an arrow shot at the glass door. Luckily, Jun was able to dodge off the glass panes.
At first, the thought of it all as an act was logical enough. Until one decided to try piercing through his head. This is all too sudden. What exactly was going on?
It's odd behavior and appearance that appeared just so sudden.
"Shit what do I do."
The continuous attacks that was aiming for his head. It is a vital part anyways so any murderer would simply aim for it. Sometimes aiming for something else like his arms or legs.
But it was all so... Easy. The attacks were somehow predictable and slow in Jun's eyes. Even with some strands of hair from his bangs in his way. So predictable he dodged every single attack even if in other's eyes it would be stressful.
"Left, right, left, left arm."
He was stunned.
It didnt seem this easy at first, but dodging the creature's attacks were actually very effortless. A thought came to his mind once he mastered on dodging it's attacks.
"Maybe I could use that?"
A step to the right and head and grabbed it's back. Twsiting its body and kicking, resulting the creatute to fall. Pinning its body on the dirt ground with his knee. "Holy shit, learning martial arts was actually useful for once in my life."
Kurosawa Jun learnt some impressive amounts of martial arts when he was younger. It wouldnt be such a shock for him to be able dodge and defend. Basically as your typical Asian kid.
Just as the thought of finally being able to rest from this nonsense, a sword nearly sliced his neck. Yet Jun was still able to notice it. He still had to fight after all.
He lift up his body and stepped back to give more space. Fixing his posture to something suitable for the situation. Simply preparing to attack back.
But this wouldn't he easy. The creature was armed with a sword on it's hand while Jun was alone without anything or anyone to be of assistance. Either way, he still had to defense himself with all of his might. It would be a shame for his childhood training to be a waste.
The creature charged at him with full speed which Jun almost failed to dodge. This one is different with the one before. Perhaps just like in a game, it had a higher level?
Even so, it was thrilling. Something exciting finally happened in his life rather than something that simply only gives him insomnia.
He managed to also pin the creature on the ground which boosted his confidence of fighting. Even with such a skill, the creatures seemed absolutely endless. As if an even bigger creature kept creating them.
One by one, punch by punch, kick by kick. Jun was able to beat up an impressive amount.
At one point, he eventually got tired as well and tried to continue on dodging and attacking would drain his energy by a lot. But ad he continued to dodge, he noticed something else.
[Punch]
"ARGH!"
A punch immediately through the creature's head, resulting in Jun's body frozen. Kurosawa Jun himself was a skillful martial arts student yet such a clean punch couldn't be imitated that easily. He opened his eyes that was recently closed from the shock and a man who seemed just a bit older appeared in front of him.
Slight tan skin and well built body, not too big like those who look like large body builders. You could say that it was like the perfect body. With a captivating smirk on his face, it was almost annoying.
"Not bad for someone who looks as lame as you."
"E-excuse me??!"
"If you could easily do that then at least help me out."
Help him out? What this guy associated with these things? Seeing that rough yet perfect punch... Should he trust this guy?
Confusion filled Jun's head but these creatures aren't going to kill itself. This is a ton load of work. More than what he thought is an endless pile of assignments.