[Fantasy] Raising this sword, he had managed to prevent the demon from mauling him with its jaws but he was beginning to feel his arms waver
and his knees shake as he tried his best to not buckle under the sheer weight that was being forced upon him. He takes a step forward, using
his strength to push the demon off, but the situation was starting to turn unfavourable for him, especially since the large gash on his side
had handicapped him from moving faster than he normally would. He cursed under his breath. He will not die here.
(( ah, sorry sorry! /was hunting down food earlier... only found crackers ;_; ))
(( For SpellcastHunter!Mangary ;w; ))
(( <3 hahaha~ ))
was merely passing by, yet the fact that it was inevitable from ignoring some loud shouts nearby, gripping tighter onto his gun. It didn't
sound like a young teenager's voice, so it must have been someone else... letting out a heavy sigh, he figured someone needed help -
probably almost getting mauled by a giant animal - and ran towards where he felt it would be, only letting out a gasp of surprise. It was
large - but not just some animal, it was a demon interfering with their world and attacking what it looked like an old-fashioned hunter
that was certainly far smaller than him. Chanting out loud foreign words that formed a spell, he reached his hands out and quickly pushed
the demon off the young man, quickly pulling him up and standing in front of him to prevent the demon from attacking him further. "Are you
all right?"
(( Long essay is long... /sob ))
staggered back a few steps, gracelessly trying to find his footing when he feels his arm being seized in a firm grip. He looks up, surprised
to find himself staring into an unfamiliar face. A question was suddenly thrown at him and he finds himself babbling something
incomprehensible. The man simply flashes him an easy grin before he turns to face the demon. Kiku stares on at the change of events
unfolding before him, eyes widening at the sparks of magic flying here and there as the stranger fights in his place. A magic user?
Not much of a large magic user, but when he had to, he will. Charging towards the strange demon was easy - until
he himself ended up staggering back a little when the demon let out a strange mixture of a roar and a screech, making the hunter use his
arms as natural self defense. "Do you speak English?" He shouted back at the other lithe man, before chanting more spells
and stabbed the demon repeatedly from the force of wind formed around him, shards of the demon blowing off. It had been a while since
he had fought with a demon...
blinks in recognition at the familiar words but at that moment he couldn't muster up the energy to speak or think in the second language he
had earnestly studied before he left his town in the far east. Seeing how capable the stranger was, he backtracked a few steps and stood
firm, applying some pressure to his bleeding side, nodding a little reluctantly with a small frown on his lips. He gripped his sword.
turned to look at him and was distracted momentarily by the younger foreign man's bleeding arm, and it was unfortunate when the demon took
his chance to lash his tail forward and threw the Hungarian roughly into a tree, letting out a loud groan. Damnit, he thought... now the
black-haired's literally vulnerable to such danger he's facing, especially when he's so injured like that. "Hold on!" He shouted, trying to
stand up from the heavy impact he had gotten on his back and gruffed, chanting a few more spells.
gritted his teeth, clicking his tongue when the demon had seized that moment to lunge at him. He raised his sword once more to thwart its
attack when a crackle of magic struck it, making it howl in rage. He flinched at the jolt of pain in his side before he lunges his sword
to at least injure it.
(( weeeei adakan urang atu kan curi time lapas sahur kaaan hahaha ))
"What in the bloody hell have you gotten yourself into?" The Hungarian groaned in frustration as he watched the demon fall and
writhe on the ground, hand pointing torwards the demon and made swift gestures that seemed to invisibly tied him up with a wind-formed
chain. "You were almost killed by this thing!" He angrily stomped towards the shorter male, eyes fixed on the other. "And look -
you're even already injured!" He stated, hand reaching out to grip on the other's wrist to get a observe the
bleeding arm. "This needs treatment... Who are you, and what are you doing here?"
(( it's actually my side that's bleeding ^^; ))
He flinched at the sudden jolt of pain which sears up his gash and upon instinct, he yanks his arm back forcefully from the other. He glared
up at the stranger, his chin jutting out much like a stubborn child, although the outrage behind his eyes wavers a little due to the amount
of blood he was quickly losing.
(( whoops sorry ;u; /mistaken ))
sighed, already so used to people reacting like that and paid no heed to be offended. "You're hurt, and you're losing a lot of
blood," he huskily spoke, immediately reached and effortlessly carried the other bridal-style in his arms. "We need to get
you some treatment, fast," he stated out with a worried look as he looked around, the demon heaving its last breath and
walked forward. The demon, after heaving its last breath, led Elek to walking forward. The search will have to wait.
(( sorry I'm a little confused with your last post. Did the demon let Elek pass by is it? ))
(( yep =w= it's tied up, remember? And almost dead. /lol /also, just woke up D: ))
"W-Wha-P-Please put me - wh-what are you doing!?" he blurts out, squirming in the man's arms as he is lifted from the ground. He grips his
sword but he doesn't use it, opting to hold onto it as a precaution, should the demon attack. Or should the man try to take advantage of his
injury to rob him.
"Don't struggle, I just want to help you with that wound of yours," he muttered, lucky enough that they were only on
the outskirts of town, so things would be quicker. "You're lucky I was there... You would be ripped to pieces by now," he
gruffed in frustration as they entered the pathway to the marketplace, ignoring the strange looks given by passerbys. "I'll treat your
wounds at my place..." He muttered as he arrived at his front door and kicked the door open.
struggled in the man's hold but he quieted down when another jolt of pain seared up his side. Soon, he was carried back to what seemed to be
the man's house. The first thing which greeted him was darkness and Kiku felt a little wary as his nose picks up the faint aroma of herbs.
He fidgets in the man's arms as a sign to indicate his wish to be released from his arms as soon as possible. This seemed to be ignored as
the stranger carries him to the back of the house. "Let me down," he said quietly.
"Yeah, yeah, hold on," he replied nonchalantly before arriving into an empty bedroom, gently placing the injured
male onto the bed. "Now you stay put while I go get some medicine..." He ordered, disappearing off momentarily to grab the necessities. As
he returned, a serious frown was already on his face as he placed the bowl of warm water and some herbs on the bedside table. "I
haven't seen you around here..." He muttered, twisting the wet cloth before gently dabbing it on the injured male's wound. "What is
your name, and what are you doing here?"
sucked his breath in as the flannel was pressed to his wound. He stayed still and out of politeness to this man who was tending to him, he
answered him. "Honda. My name is Honda and I am merely crossing this forest to reach the royal city. I thank you for your hospitality."