Nathaniel sighed and extended his arm to the side, "Can a guy get some rest?" he said, "...no...no he cannot..."
"Corpse Weapon"
The nearest wolf corpse burst open, distorting towards one point as blood and bone fused together. Guts flew everywhere as another weapon formed in the air above the fur husk left behind. It took the shape of a tomahawk with a dark grey handle and blade, sharpened completely. It floated towards Nathaniel's hand, which he caught it without looking at it.
The bear snarled and, without warning, charged at Nathaniel. The speed of the beast took him by surprise, and he jumped to the side, rolling on the ground and casting another spell.
"Necrotic Pull"
Some pieces of the wolves' corpses flew towards him in which he swiped his hand, sending them flying at the bear. The bones were meant to pierce the bear's hide and flesh but they merely bounced off as it turned to charge towards him yet again.
"Dammit." Nathaniel said as the bear reached him
It swiped its claws at him, and he was able to dodge, to his surprise. Nathaniel then swung the tomahawk at the bear's face, trying to cut his eye, but the bear suddenly tackled him, sending him crashing to the ground.
"Oof." Arty said as she watched
"Arghh!" Nathaniel grunted in pain
The bear then slammed its paw down at him, hitting him in the leg, nearly snapping it in two. The pain shot throughout his body as he let out another pained scream.
He knew that he had a little over 50 MP, which left him with the option of summoning another Skeleton. But knowing that the Bear had easily dispatched the previous one, he wasn't sure if it was worth summoning.
"F-Fuck!!" He shouted as the bear began to dig its claws on his sides, "AGHHH!!!"
He swung the tomahawk at the bear's leg, the blade digging into the beast's hide. It let out a yelp as a jolt of unbelievable pain shot throughout its body. The Bear immediately backed away as Nathaniel pulled the tomahawk off.
Without wasting time, he rolled away and stood up, getting distance between himself and the Bear. The Bear stood on its hind legs and let out roar, to which Nathaniel simply scowled with annoyance.
"Come on!!!" Nathaniel shouted
The Bear lunged at him, hitting him with a swipe of its right paw, buckling him immediately. Its claws ripped apart a good chunk of his midsection, blood flying out as he swung the tomahawk yet again, cutting the bear in the snout.
Blood flew out as the Bear growled viciously, its body jerking back as a reaction to the necrotic power coursing through the tomahawk's blade. Even a small cut was able to put anyone through unbelievable pain should they not have proper magic defenses. And the Bear was no different; it was susceptible to the intense pain that the blade could cause.
The necrotic power allowed the blade to cut through the bear's flesh quite easily, just as it allows the guns to have significant firepower. There was an issue with Corpse Weapon as Nathaniel has found; he could not choose the exact type of weapon, as it appeared to be random. And knowing that, Nathaniel knew that he had to make his limited time with the tomahawk worth it.
He panted as he rushed the bear, swinging the tomahawk down, cutting it on the shoulder, "Dammit!" He said as the Bear tackled him hard, "Fuuuhh!"
He hit the ground hard but immediately rolled and got back up, raising the tomahawk in front of him defensively while trying to catch his breath.
He had gotten three hits in, and the tomahawk was about to run out. After this, he will have to either create another Corpse Weapon or summon a skeleton, since one spell is what he believed the Bear would allow him to cast.
The bear huffed loudly, snarling at Nathaniel as it circled around him, somehow knowing that this fight was going to be a challenge. Nathaniel wasn't an ordinary human who could be simply target in a hunt. The bear knew that this human in front of him had to die. Its bestial instincts were telling him to rip him apart no matter what.
The bear roared, charging at Nathaniel, who suddenly jumped to the side, launching the tomahawk at the bear's head. The weapon spun multiple times in its trajectory, hitting the bear on the head, the blade driving deep into its skull. Nathaniel fell on the ground with a thud and let out a grunt, watching as the Bear thrashed around as blood poured out of its head while the tomahawk was lodged inside it.
"Dammit....." He stood up as the bear stumbled, growling viciously with a hint of pain, "I have to finish this."
Arty was watching this still, completely impressed by the fact that Nathaniel was handling a bear like this. She then saw that the tomahawk had crumbled into dust, the wound on the bear no longer having something blocking it, allowing blood to pour out and causing the bear to stumble more.
Nathaniel noticed the rusty knife that the skeleton was using; it was on the ground a few meters away. He rushed towards it but the bear was charging at him with a savage roar. As Nathaniel reached for the knife, the bear swiped its paws at his back, slashing it with its claws.
"Fuck!!!" Nathaniel felt an intense pain as he dropped to the ground, the knife in his hands, "Dammit!!!!"
The bear pinned Nathaniel down who had rolled on his back, it pressed its weight on his left shoulder as blood poured from its wound down to Nathaniel's face, blinding him momentarily.
"Oh my....." Arty said as she watched the bear dig its claws into Nathaniel again, "Should I interfere.....?"
Nathaniel then stabbed the bear in the eye with the rusty knife, lodging it completely into its skull, causing it to shriek loudly in pain. The bear jerked back, stumbling away as it trashed around, wiping its paw against the knife that was in its eye. Nathaniel then stood up, blood covering all of him as he had several wounds.
He wiped the bear's blood off his eyes, smearing it all over his face as he saw a piece of a wolf's rib lying in front of him. He grabbed it and rushed the bear, swinging his arm and stabbing the same eye with the point of the broken rib, driving it all the way into the bear as he let out a vicious scream.
"AAAAGGGGHHH!!!!" He bellowed out, "Die dammit!!!"
The Bear suddenly let out a disturbing grunt and it collapsed, causing Nathaniel to fall on his knees as he panted heavily.
"Wow." Arty began to clap, "Amazing~ You killed a Bear. And it was a regular bear. A bit big and strong for its species but an ordinary Brown Bear."
Nathaniel was panting as he looked back, his angry eyes piercing through Arty, "You.....you did this....didn't you?"
"Oh, the Bear?" Arty waved him off, "The Wolves were all me, the bear was a coincidence."
The System appeared next to Nathaniel:
[Objective: Slay The Bear (Complete)]
- 1 Point Awarded
- 10 MP Awarded (Bonus)
It then switched to the Passives Page.
[Passives Available]
- Undead Allies (1 Point)
- Accelerated Magic Regeneration LVL 2 (2 Points)
He blinked, completely appalled by the sudden choice he had to make. He then clicked on the "Undead Allies" passive, seeing that he had only 1 point. He figured it would be a useful tool to have at all times without wasting MP.
"I have to dodge faster.....I almost died here....." Nathaniel said
Arty had noticed the strange gesture Nathaniel did from her perspective; he was looking into an empty space and tapped his finger in the air.
"Hm...." She narrowed her eyes, "Interesti-...oh boy. Nathan, you are going to hate me...."
Nathaniel looked at her, "What?"
"We got more company." Arty pointed towards the distance
He looked over to see that there were multiple figures bursting through the trees as the neighing of horses were heard, riders coming out of the shadows of the trees as they were followed by men on foot.
One of the riders, wearing leather armor and holding a bow in his hand, stopped his horse a couple of meters away from Nathaniel. He was thing and had long black hair tied in a ponytail, staring right at Nathaniel with his dark beady eyes.
"What in the hell is going on here?" He said as he glanced at Arty, "The Witch? Dammit all....are you involved with the murders of our men, woman?!"
"Nah." Arty shook her head
"Who are these fucking people?" Nathaniel panted
"Hota's bandits." Arty said, "The Bloody Spider Sect."
"You're damn right." the rider said as he glared at Nathaniel, "You, Necromancer.....my name is Orick and I am one of Hota's commanders. I am here to kill you...."
"For your organs will be offered to Mother Kadione."