Capítulo 7: The Stamiv Raid (Part 3)

A week has passed as Zaban finally begins opening his eyes, he notices he's tied up in a dark room and has no shirt. Unable to stand and move, he goes to roll to the side until he eventually reaches a wall and leans against it to have a more comfortable position. Zaban then goggles around in the room to figure out where he is, but only sees nothing but pitch black.

Zaban looks at his tied-up hands and says, "Where the hell am I at? And why did they take off my shirt? Kinda just seems gay to me." Before staring at the ceiling to remember how Abrik knocked him out unconscious with only two blows landing once he got serious. "I got hit twice and I fell lifeless?" Zaban says, looking at the floor with a frown.

"That..." Zaban says slowly. A smile comes across his face and says, "That is so cool! He's strong! I wonder if he could beat #1..." Zaban snorts, "Don't matter now! Now I know I'm far from overpowered! I got knocked unconscious! I got to fight that guy again!"

While Zaban self-consciously celebrates, the door begins to open. Zaban closes his eyes from the sudden light before slowly getting to open them, "Abrik? Is that you?"

"So you finally decided to wake up huh," Fandous says, approaching Zaban. Fandous slaps Zaban before he uttered a word and chuckles, "You almost scared me there but look at that, now you're a prisoner in my personalized dungeon, how's the stay?" Zaban merely glances at Fandous with a careless expression, forcing Fandous to hesitate and sweat. "Still trying to be a tough guy, eh? I knew you were a fraud. Abrik is only a recruit and you fell to him," he says while Zaban yawns, smacking his lips. "Where is Abrik?" Zaban responds, completely dismissing everything Fandous said.

Fandous growls and clenches his cane, "[Is he not aware of the current situation he is in or does he not care? This guy... Is starting to piss me off!]" Fandous snickers, "Listen. You have two choices. Either–"

"Can you shut up? You talk too much and the odor coming from your mouth is the last thing I want to sniff right now. Can you just tell me where Abrik is? Want to fight him again," Zaban states, interrupting Fandous.

Fandous veins start to appear on his head, jeering, "You got a smart-ass mouth on you. Think I'll cut it off!" Fandous then digs into his pocket and takes out a knife, aiming it at Zaban's face.

"[I wonder if there's a red pear... Golden pear? Ancient Golden Pear, perhaps?]" Zaban thinks, ignoring the knife but Fandous assumes Zaban is scared of the knife and smiles. "Good. Now I can work with you," Fandous says, putting his knife back in his pocket.

"Now, since you're straightforward, I won't waste your time. You can either be tortured to death or work for me," Fandous declares, waiting for Zaban to answer.

"Sure."

"Work for me? That was fast–"

"What? No, be tortured to death. Realized how boring it is to work for someone else, you know?" Zaban says, yawning.

Fandous gives Zaban a poker face and just sighs, "You'll rather die slowly than work for me?"

"Every living being was born with the freedom to guide their own lives. Without it, I'm practically an in-ina-ani-inanimate object who breathes air! I always struggle to say that word..." Zaban tells Fandous, confusing him. "Whatever you say. Just know your freedom is the cause of your demise," Fandous says, turning around and closing the door. "Kill him," he says as the three grunts laugh and walk into the room, closing the door.

[THE HUMAN FIGHTER]

Nylanna ascends to the rooftop of the motel, shielding herself under the darkness of the night. She then breaches the windows and brandishes her dagger at the bed while exclaiming, "I have returned as promised to claim your head! Now, confront me, you..." After uncovering the bed, Nylanna puts on a disapproving expression.

Nylanna's eye twitches as she laughs, "He... He's gone?" Nylanna starts to have veins appear on the top right corner of her head before just walking out of the building. "[At all the times he leaves, now he leaves?! That bastard... I told him I'll be back and he brushed that threat to the side like nothing,]" Nylanna says, gritting her teeth before coming across a half-fixed-up house, raising an eyebrow before walking towards it.

Nylanna begins to look around the living room, putting her hand under her chin, and exclaims, "No person here can destroy a house other than that buffoon..." She begins to think of how this came to be before the toenail-clipping guy walks into the living room. "Man, look at these adequate nails!" he says before spotting a random dark elf in his house. "What the hell... Hey! You! Get out!" he yells out, instantly grabbing Nylanna's attention, she quickly turns her head to him that spooks the guy.

"What are you doing in my house – YIGER!" before he can finish his question, he blinding kick to send him into the walls before Nylanna throws her dagger into his collar to get him pinned. "Wait! Wait! Wait! I don't know what is going on but I'm a virgin! I will like to remain that way – BLEHMA!" can't even finish any of his sentences before getting slapped across the face and then has a dagger aimed at his neck. "... Why are you doing this to me?! First, my house got destroyed now I'm getting my ass whooped by a random burglar!" the guy cries, not knowing what the hell is happening.

Nylanna grabs him by the hair and rams the back of his head to the wall, "I am not in a good mood so make this quick, ok?"

"If you want to know the secret to my toenails! You could've just asked! I'm sure–" The guy can't catch a fucking break before getting kneed to the balls, the pain hurts the guy so bad his voice accidentally breaks and he gets a wonderful singing voice, hitting the vocals.

"Where is the human known as Zaban? Golden eyes? Large tattoo? Black leather armor? Fit?"

"Why are you listing all of your fantasies to me–" the guy gets his face blasted by the hilt of Nylanna's dagger. "They took him! They took him!"

"Who? Who took him?!"

"I don't know! Some blonde dude with glasses! I saw a fat dude and a skinny guy–" The guy gets German Suplex'd onto the ground, knocking him unconscious.

"I thank you for your cooperation, toenail weirdo," she says, putting her daggers up. "So, Stamiv got him... Huh," Nylanna says, having a smile on her face before her veins grow bigger, "He thinks he can steal MY kills? Huh? No, he doesn't! I need that kill! Maybe he didn't kill him... Maybe he recruited him... But that's EVEN WORSE!" she says, stomping on the ground, activating her Psychi, "Psychi Technique! Gale FOOTSTEPS!" she screams before bursting through the walls to destroy the house 2x as much and begins sprinting in full speeds to Fandous' house, reaching to his house within a single minute (192 Kilometers / 119.3 Miles). Running fast, she knocks over any tree in her way and ends up breaking through the door so fast that even the doorkeeper couldn't realize what entirely happened.

"What the–" the doorkeeper says before getting roundhouse kicked straight in the jaw, falling to the ground, and having his eyes roll to the back of his skull, foaming in the mouth. "Fandous! Bring me Zaban NOW!" she yells out.

Fandous gets awakened from sensing such a raging presence nearby before hearing Nylanna's voice. "Oh, it's her..." Fandous said, getting on his bunny slippers and running to Nylanna to take down a hallway of grunts in her path. "Nylanna," he shouts at Nylanna as she turns in rage.

"What's the meaning of this?"

"How dare you take Zaban without my acknowledgment?! He is mine to kill!"

"He's already dead! I've sent my grunts to kill him! It is not that big of a deal!"

"You... Fool... It IS a big deal! I can't have a blemish on my record! I've never failed to kill such a threat... If they hear that grunts killed what I failed to kill then..."

"Then what?!"

"Did you say he's already dead?" Nylanna asks. Fandous nervously sweats before coughing to himself, "He's dead..." he says. Nylanna grips the hilt tighter, in rage she runs in to end up behind Fandous. Not noticing what happened, he looks behind him to spot her daggers the blood on them, dripping on the floor. "Blood? But she never killed any of my henchmen..." he says, before he realizes he can't move his left hand. "My hand... Why can't I feel..." he says before seeing his hand on the ground. Screaming in agony holding his left arm and getting n his knees.

Fandous cries, "MY HAND!" Sobbing on the ground as Mol comes out of his room. "Uncle what's the yelling about–" Mol lets out before witnessing what's happening and remaining completely silent.

"Kid. Where's the dungeon?"

"I-I-I-In the... Basement..."

Nylanna strolls nonchalantly past Mol, who senses a brewing, uncontrollable anger within her. As she passes him, he averts his gaze as Mol feels a sense of fear consumes his entire body. Suddenly, Nylanna stops and whispers in his ear a somber warning, "If the event remains true and Zaban is confirmed dead. It would be prudent for you to flee unless the prospect of witnessing your uncle's decapitation strikes you as particularly appealing." Mol's body is paralyzed with fear, rendering him unable to even blink as Nylanna resumes her leisurely walk.

"Mol! Call the fucking henchmen! All of them are here! Get them here and stop her! We have to go!"

"G-go where?!"

"ANYWHERE! I'm getting a new identity! You're going back to your parents!"

"But- Uncle-"

Fandous crawls to Mol, trying a dripping blood trail as he walks and grabs Mol by the collar. "SHUT UP AND CALL THEM!"

Mol shakes his head and cries out, "EVERYONE! STOP NYLANNA SHADOWLEAF! I REPEAT! EVERY GRUNT HERE, STOP NYLANNA SHADOWLEAF!"

Each grunt within the premises overhears the communication and half of them immediately opt to flee instead of confronting the situation. A few courageous yet imprudent individuals choose to remain and endeavor to subdue Nylanna, but without any success; she eliminates them individually. Nevertheless, their efforts do impede her progress.

One of the henchmen opens the dungeon's door. "You three! What the hell are you doing—" The henchman's jaw drops to the floor, boogers come out his nose, and his eye size grows significantly as he watched three grunts are unconscious and tied up together while Zaban sits at the corner waiting.

"Oh cool. Thanks for opening the door," Zaban thanked the henchman while casually walking out of the dungeon. The henchman still standing there completely frozen in shock. Zaban walks back and taps him on the shoulder to ask the henchman, "Know where my shirt is at?" The henchman points in the direction, still having that same reaction as Zaban gives him a thumbs up, pats him on the back, and walks off.

While Zaban walks down the hallways to finally retrieve his shirt, he encounters Abrik standing behind him. Forcing Zaban to stop his walking and turn around.

"Abrik."

"Sir Sodsa. Congratulations, you passed my test."

"Test?"

"Mhm. You escaped the dungeon, sooner than I expected too. You truly are one of a kind."

Zaban and Abrik glance at each other intensely, not avoiding eye contact at all. Zaban fully turns his body to him And lifts an eyebrow, giggling, "This was all a test to you?"

"Of course."

"Why?"

"To see what you're capable of and how much you can improve. That cursed tattoo of yours interests me,

"Cursed tattoo? Oh no, I was born with this," Zaban comments, causing Abrik to chuckle, "I know," he says before a bloody henchman clutching his large wound reaching from his right shoulder to his left waist, bleeding out. "You... Zaban... You have to get out of—" The henchman tries to warn Zaban but he falls to his knees and flops lifelessly on the floor as Nylanna appears behind the body, shocking and scaring Zaban.

"I knew you couldn't die to no lowly grunts when I couldn't even kill you."

"Oh? You came to save me?"

"I've come here to finish what I've been ordered to do. If it means quote on quote "saving" then so be it."

Abrik takes a step, saying directly to Nylanna, "Miss Shadowleaf. Mister Sodsa and I were talking, you should stay out of it or I'll have to eliminate you."

"Don't you dare bark at me! You have no idea who you're biting, golden-haired mutt! He dies tonight and you will too if you get in the way," Nylanna responds, getting in stance as Abrik keeps a smile but has a small vein on his head before getting in stance, cracking the ground beneath him while Zaban looks back and forth to Nylanna and Abrik.

"Shit..." Zaban says, getting in stance but less refined as he's in the middle and knows he will be the one taking the first blow of the fight.