Charles looked over to the entrance just to see a group of guys walking in. They looked mischievous in some ways, my instincts beckoned on me not to trust.
" We have closed-- " I was just about to announce.
"I am not sure about that, my fellow co-worker" Charles interrupted me as he ran over to those guys who walked in.
I rolled my eyes as I watched Charles being so nice to those guys, knowing fully well that whatever they bought, it was going straight up to our pocket.
But for some reason I wasn't at peace, I really wanted to figure out what was going on, starting with the young boy.
I turned over to him and observed, his heart rate has increased, fear and rage, all together, looming round him. He was insecure and it was obvious.
Those guys who entered must have something to do with this young guy, the thought of it made my breath pause for some seconds.
After some minutes, the young boy in the counter couldn't take it anymore, those guys presence must have been screaming danger to his instincts.
He stood up and dragged out a huge amount of cash from his pocket and dropped on the counter-- making his way to the entrance.
"Are u leaving so soon, sir?" Charles walks over to him as he urged him to stay.
"I have to go now, don't worry I will come back soon enough" the young boy replied with an unnoticed fake smile.
"Hey bartender!!! Quit begging and offer us more drinks, we would soon be out of here, we don't have time!!" One of those guys yelled at Charles as Charles sheepishly ran to the counter to get more drink.
"I can't just wait to be out of here." I sighed as I washed off the cups.
In less than few minutes, those guys were out, leaving I and Charles behind.
"U see, if u had chased them away, we would not see enough money to share amongst ourselves" Charles protested.
"Are u trying to defend your sheepish act towards those good for nothing" I reacted hoping he could have a little sense.
"Those good for nothing are the ones who has made our day whether u like it or not!" He didn't even have a tiny piece of shame.
I rolled my eyes, "I am out of here." Charles rushed and stuff my share of the money into my hands.
"U have been good, Allen, please maintain that status. With your mouth shut, our head staff won't get to know what occurred tonight. I trust u."
I looked at the amount. It wasn't something I could resist.
On my way home, the moon already took its position in the sky. The cool night was rather pleasant to have a good night walk.
A lot of scent filled the air-- pleasurable ones at that, just as my ears could pick up distant vibrations.
The one that came across was certainly the type I can't ignore, someone was in danger !!!!
In a distance, I could already hear the clashing of metals-- weapons to be exact. My attention was drawn to that direction. I needed to help.
I ran-- doubling my speed, praying that it won't be late before I arrived.
" Whooshhh!!!! Clangg!!! " The next thing I heard was blood splashing on the floor.
I finally arrived, staying a bit close to observe what was going on.
The face of the attackers and the attacked wasn't really in the spotlight, it was some kind of lonely deserted area.
It wasn't a fair fight, I mean a large number of guys were up against one particular person who seemed strong enough to ward them off.
"Will he be strong enough to take them all down?" I puzzled as C.C came to my aid.
* He is strong-- having great potentials. He even has unlocked his soul weapon but this doesn't guarantee his victory. He is outnumbered and his opponent also are skilled, Allen, he needs help*
C.C was right, he was outnumbered and he already has reached his limits after making half of them lay lifeless on the ground.
"U won't survive this, just give up" one of his opponent mocked him as he held his sword tightly.
"I don't need to survive, I will take u all down with me". That voice sounded familiar, I became confused.
The fear oozing from him reduced and all that took over was rage, he was ready to go all out, which included transformation.
His body burst out with mana, his aura became visible as his whole body was engolfed in it. Brown furry tails began to come out of his butt. Two cat like ears stood over his head, he turned over, ready to strike and that was when I saw his face well.
"W-what the hell!!!" I almost screamed. He was that young boy that paid double the amount of his drink.
*He is going all out, u have to help him*
"How can I help, I am damn weak, can't you see their skills?"
C.C wanted me to quit staying in the shadows and help, now that I have seen someone who wasn't human like me, I guess saving him was the right choice.
His potentials was now high as his agility and stamina increased.
*Allen!!! You have to give it a try*
He circled one of them-- his tails twitching like it has a mind of its own, they all lashed out grabbing them by the neck and snapping it all at once.
One tried to attack from above but the young boy was quicker, his speed was entirely on the next level. He appeared just on top of the poor brat as he sinked his daggers into his opponent's head.
"U won't make it alive!!" One of them said as he stretched his hands and fired him some ice bullets created with magic.
In a split second, I lunged towards him as I sinked my hand into his chest from behind and brought out his heart.
The brat still shut the ice bullets before he dropped dead to the ground. It was fast but I was faster.
I picked up one of the remaining guys and threw him towards the young boy to take his place, to my expectations, my calculations were correct.
It remained only three guys and they were still ready to fight us till the last. This is the kind of persons I needed, someone who would die a foolish death cause by me.
They lunged towards us.
Their weapons lashing out and shooting magical bullets, I tried to attack one but he moved, in a speed that my eyes couldn't catch, next thing I felt was an agonizing pain of a dagger inside me.
I looked over to my stomach just to see that I had been stabbed, blood gushed out of my mouth.
"Next time, u won't involve yourself in what doesn't concern u" they scoffed at me as I was left to fall into the ground bleeding purously.
His movement wasn't speed-- it was teleportation.