Chomp!
That was the sound that Yohan heard. He heard that sound as if it was screaming right into his ear.
He had seen that monsters huge maw, the one that was wider than its own face. How was it possible?
It had rows and rows of teeth, or rather, fangs on the inside of its mouth. How was it possible?
That monster was truly something he'd never seen before, or rather, it was something no one else had seen? Or was it?
That monsters huge maw was impressive. It looked like it could 'eat anything'. That was what Yohan thought.
Yohan: Ah...
Wait a second. It closed its mouth. In that moment, Yohan noticed something different from before it bared its fangs.
Red...
A splash of red appeared on its teeth. Was it originally like this? No, it couldn't have been. When it first opened its mouth, its teeth were clear white. Which was surprising for a monster. But now, that splash of red...
...It dripped, right onto Yohans face...
...but his face was already covered - or more specifically - sprayed in it.
He had tilted his face to look at his body. He had seen his right hand, which was slightly too far to be sprayed. He was sprayed with the red liquid from the neck below, everywhere except one place.
This liquid. It had a red color to it, but it was of a very dark hue. He had seen it many times throughout his life.
It was blood.
Yohan: B-B-B...
Yohan began to tremble as he realized what the red liquid was. And so, he looked in the direction of the monster who continued to keep its mouth closed while it was grinding away at whatever it bit.
He wasn't looking at the monster, but he saw something far worse. Or rather, something he couldn't see.
Yohan: M-M-M-M-My...
He had directed his gaze to his left arm
Actually, he looked at his left shoulder, which held nothing else past it.
Yohan: M-M-M-M-M....
My my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my...
That's what he wanted to say. However, what exactly was HIS for him to act that way?
Yohan: BLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!!!
Yohan, who saw nothing but his left shoulder rolled around on the ground while holding the huge wound on it. He grabbed it with his right hand to ease the pain, but all it did was dye his only remaining hand in a deep red
This is... my blood.
That's what he thought while he rolled on the ground.
That was... my arm.
That's what he thought while he looked at the terrible monster, while it continued to chew with its mouth.
Yohan: AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!
It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts.
That was HIS blood that was sprayed all over the ground. That was HIS left arm that was being chewed into bite-size by the monsters huge jaws.
And despite the cruelty in that act, the monster that looked at him could only smile. Revealing its disgusting, crooked, red-dyed fangs.
It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts.
Staring at the boy who was writhing in agony, with excitement. That was the monsters nature. And what did the boy think?
Yohan: IT HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURTS!!!
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Yohan had 4 limbs, but now he was reduced to 3. With the unfortunate situation he had to face, he could only try to suppress the pain. He had gripped his shoulder in order to calm down the pain and to stop the blood from pouring out of his arm.
But that produced the exact opposite result. Rather, the exposed nerves he touched with his hand sent a shockwave of pain unlike no other. And that didn't stop the blood flowing into the hand holding it all and spilling it out.
It was utterly pointless, but what better did he know? He was panicking a ton. He was in a place he didn't know of. He came across things he's never seen before. And he's in a situation he's never been in before.
What more could he do other than roll around pitifully? Like a worm who had nowhere to go.
What could he possibly do to escape this problem?
Snap!
He continued to roll around while the monster and its lackey gazed at him. He kept rolling until he collided into something.
He could hear the sound it made. It was similar to a stick breaking off. And that's when he took a look at it.
It turned out to actually be a stick, but what value would a stick provide?
A meer stick against two monsters? One of which had already proven its strength by having already separated that stick from the tree it was born from?
He was in a place unfamiliar to him. But it wasn't unknown to him. To have gone into such a place unknown to him. It must've been...
-Ueeeeiiregeeeehgeh.
But that sound... in the short time he was here... he became familiarized with that sound.
Rather, there was only one way to understand.
'May you please stay still so I can eat you?'
There were only two ways to answer that question. Stay, and let yourself be eaten? Or run, denying him the privilege of eating you?
Yohan: Hrk!
Not much time was left for Yohan to answer his question. But if he didn't move, he would've done so in an unfavorable manner.
He lost a lot of blood.
He lost his left arm.
He lost his sense of familiarity with the world.
And so, he grabbed the only two things that now became his. That stick and his determination to live. And with that, he picked himself up from the ground.
He had begun to pick his feet up and balanced himself. And before time would answer the monsters question, he had answered the questions with his own two feet and his own words.
'May you please stay still so I can eat you?'
Yohan: HELL NOOOOO!