บท 47: Psychological Outburst

Fell's last sentence made the frail man take a step back. His teeth clattered in fear as he understood that the young man in front of him wasn't backing down.

"Madman…" He muttered between his teeth. He lifted his crooked hand high in the sky and let it down in a swift motion.

The bodyguard that was on his left dashed forward. Moving past his master, he appeared in front of Fell in a few steps. His gigantic frame put in front of Fell formed a massive contrast. Standing one in front of the other; Both men looked like David and Goliath.

The titanic man clenched his massive fist and did the only thing he ever did in his life. His fist, large and thick, descended several times in succession. His blows hit Fell's body ten times in a single breath.

His oversized body didn't seem to lessen his speed as he pounded Fell straight in the chest.

The multitude of punches produced a deep ringing noise as they made contact with the unmoving Fell.

Fell didn't move. He placidly watched his inhumanely tall opponent unleash several punches that each had the strength to smash a human skull, with a smile on his lips.

The titanic bodyguard wasn't surprised by the youth's reaction as a thought traversed his mind.

"Acting all mighty, ugh! salute God for me in the afterlife you punk!" He thought as he sent a last blow. It was a rapid uppercut that sharply connected with Fell's temple.

As he finished his high-speed combo; His torso rose up and fell down in succession due to the intense effort he carried out. And before he even had the time to see the effect of his hits, he inhaled sharply; Awakened by a stinging pain that quickly made him look at the source of the pain.

His eyes slowly descended as they shakily gazed at his titanic sized hand that could be described as bear paws. Horror replaced the confidence in his eyes as a deep whale-ish scream escaped from his lips.

His hands were crooked and mangled. His knuckles were displaced, and his rough skin that had the same resistance as leather was jagged in bits.

He looked at his dangling crippled hand in confusion as he couldn't understand how they ended up in this state.

As he heard his bodyguard's powerful pained howl, confusion also took over the frail man as he couldn't understand how the titanic-sized man was hurt in their clash.

He clearly saw that the young man in front of him didn't move his limb once during their confrontation. He pointed his crooked hand in Fell's direction while shaking heavily.

"Wh…Who are…you??" He weakly managed to speak under his intense fearful state. His legs quacked as he controlled his urge to run away.

Fell sighed as he looked at their pitiful state. He unhurriedly approached the tall man with calm steps. The sound of his metallic boot against the floor made their heart jump in their throat.

As he arrived in front of the crippled bodyguard, he leaned forward and examined the man's injury.

"Still savable, you should run to the nearest hospital." He assessed as if the damage had nothing to do with him.

The bodyguard was stunned by Fell's action. Why was he advising him? Why wasn't he finishing him? He could only obediently nod and leave the scene. His jogs were followed with pained grunts that escaped his gritted teeth.

As he watched the eccentric scene unfurl in front of him. Doubt appeared in the crooked-handed man as his frail frame shook intensely. His heart skipped a bit noticing that the juvenile faced man was looking at his direction.

"G…Guard!" He howled

"They all just ran away."

He snappily turned his head backward only to see no one behind him. His legs started shaking as he couldn't muster the strength to turn back.

"I… I can give you money! I can give you power! Woman! Everything!" He exclaimed in a shaky voice, "I'll obviously leave the girl behind!"

"I want nothing. Today, I will use you. You are my message to this rotten city. To this rotten world." Fell's voice echoed in the frail man's ears causing him to shake even more.

"N…o no, no, no, no. It's not my fault! Help me change; I can become your message!" Endless blabbering escaped from his crooked lips as he attempted to survive. Today even if he had to crawl away from this, he needed to survive!

Hearing that the juvenile man resumed his steps, his legs stopped supporting him due to his fear, and he weakly fell on the ground. Tears slid down on his contorted face, and he began sobbing.

Seeing the man's reaction Fell stopped in his track. A glimmer of doubt appeared in his eyes as he pondered on his action.

As he heard Fell's vengeful walk stop. The frail noble sobbed even more, his shaking intensified as his tears endlessly flowed down his face.

Fell sighed while looking at the childish man. He strode to his side and patted him on the shoulder. "There. There. Let everything flow. It's good to blow off some steam." He kindly advised with a soft voice.

The young girl by their side couldn't understand what was happening around her. She was only sure about a single thing. The juvenile faced man in front of her saved her and the hellish event that was going to happen was stopped. Her nightmare ended.

Fell waited till the frail noble emptied his heart. His pitiful cries ended soon, and all that was left was a wet face filled with snot and tears.

"Are you still going to k..!?"

—Crack—His head snapped before he even finished his sentence.

Fell calmly stood and patted his hand as if he was cleaning his hand after completing a random job. He then resumed his steps under the publics' horrified gaze.

Every single individual present in the scene was surprised by the man's act. A single thought revolved in their mind at the same time.

"Madman… Like him might change things…"