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Rated: E · Chapter · Fantasy · #2187709
A continuation of hector's journey with his new monster frined
Chapter 2
What seems like hours, blood splatters across the surrounding forest floor, wimpers heard from the predators laying on the forest floor torn in half, some even with only their tail remaining but wolves kept coming, left and right seeming there was no stop to them,
“ They just keep coming!”
Blood splattering from the killed wolf
“ Don't tell me your having a hard time killing these przeklęte wilk”
Frustrated she slaps her tail on the ground, releasing a loud echo through the forest,
“ Hissssss!!”
Tree’s quake from the hiss some of them even falling over from the sheer noise, the forest goes quiet and the wolf charge stops causing fear into the small predators causing them to retreat into the forest while dead wolves lie there bleeding horribly torn to pieces and mangled
“... WHY DIDN'T YOU DO THAT TO BEGIN WITH!”
“ What hiss?”
“ Yeah!”
“ There wolves i'm not scared of them plus they started to denerwuje mnie”
“ I'm sorry what did you say?”
The female lamia looks at the tiny Hector observing him seeing the armor he's wearing to the weapon he's holding
“ Are you a mercenary human?”
“ Yes but why do you care?”
“ I was just interested in the armor you're wearing”
Looking at his armor shining like silver off of the full moons light,
“ I'm intrigued now human, I would like to know you more”
Slowly rapping her tail around Hector coiling him to the point where he can't move his limbs, bring him up towards her Hector looks at her beautiful Ruby red eyes and black snake eye pupils feeling almost hypnotized but also feeling intimidation and dominance over him,
“ Tell me human what's your name, I never heard it when you befreit me”
“ My name is ettore”.
Minutes pass but feeling like hours Hector bags under his eyes tired and bored from the lamia's constant questioning,
“ What is the weapon your armed with called?”
“ It's called a gladius”
“Hehehe who names a sword gladius honestly, you humans come up with the dumbest names¨
Bored and tired from her questions he slowly begins to fall asleep, seeing her beautiful eyes before closing his own. The ray of the sun peaks from the mountain tops revealing the forest below it hector being hit by the sun's light forcing him to wake up, tired and groggy
¨ uggh¨
Looking around seeing the walls of stone around him seeing a big open entrance seeing woodland, hearing birds chirping
¨ Well..atleast its not raining¨
Getting up he suddenly trips, falling onto the stone cold floor a loud thud echoing in the cave
¨Ow..what did I just trip over..¨
Looking behind him seeing the lamias large, deadly tail surrounding the inside of the small cave
“Now I know who put me in here, I've gotta get out of here now¨
Tiptoeing trying to not wake up the large female lamia he is blocked by the lamias huge tail
“Time to climb
Climbing up the nearby rocks, he gets on top of the lamias tail feeling the densely pack muscle as hard as stone and sharp scales one of them cutting open the soul of his leather shoe like cutting a piece of soft butter.
“Ah Grande¨
Sitting on the lamias tale taking off his shoe seeing the cut open soul
¨ Well..atleast I now know how sharp her scales are..Its just going to suck climbing over her tail..¨. A Couple minutes pass climbing over the large rocks and the lamias tale finally getting out of the cave hearing the beautiful sound of the birds chirping, The fragrant smell of the pine trees overcoming his sense of smell, and feeling the cold morning weather of germanic mountains,
He hears a low yawn from inside the cave seeing the female lamia waking up
¨ Yawwwn¨
Stretching her limbs she gets out of the cave seeing the tiny hector
¨ Guten morgen¨
Coming next to the tiny hector wrapping her tale around her
“ what?
“It means good morning from where i'm from¨
“ oh..good morning then¨
¨ going back in the cave he polishes his sword, the lamia as curious as a cat curiously watches hector polishing not realizing that she is breaking the supported natural stone pillars in the cave.
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