章節 45: Fading Light
Callum could only grab his right eye, while his left eye opened up and was more red than orange now. If looks could kill, Marcus would be dead a hundred times over judging by the furious look he was giving the boy, and just as he was about to finish the omen off, something crashed into his back.
"Get of me you damn mutts," Callum screamed as he thrashed about trying to fight off the vandal atop him.
Despite his thrashing around though, the vandal did not let up as his fangs sunk into Callum's shoulder.
"AARRGGHH!"
Callum was face down on the ground with a vandal's fangs digging into his right shoulder. Even if he wanted to fight back he couldn't because he couldn't raise his body up with one arm and the wolf added even more weight as it now sat atop him, and to add insult to injury a second vandal arrived and sunk its teeth into Callum's one good arm.
"AARGH! GET OFF ME!"
Callum could do nothing as the two fire wolves merciless tore into him. The mad man screamed as loud as he could and even attempted to shout off spells in the process but it seemed his mana had finally run dry.
The fire mage must have realized this because once he did, he started thrashing around even more, shaking the wolf that was on top of him off, but in the process the other had ripped his arm clean off.
A sickening sound occurred when the wolf ripped apart the man's hand from his arm, which sounded eerily similar to that of paper being torn apart.
As Callum sat their trying to stave off the ferocious hounds, Marcus didn't move at all. He merely stared, fascinated by the sight in front of him.
One might think he was fascinated by the slaughter inflicted upon the wolf and gained some sort of satisfaction from seeing such a terrible advisory ripped apart; however, was this really the case?
'His light... it's fading?'
Marcus wasn't so much paying attention to the man's desperate attempt to fight off the dogs as he was to the now tiny speck of light he could see inside the man. This light was the same light Marcus had seen a while back when Jerry had pulled him down from the tree. The only difference was that Callum's light was much smaller in comparison to Jerry's.
As the wolf's continued to rip the man apart, his 'light' seemed to dim further and further until there was nothing left.
Marcus decided to look around and he noticed each individual present had a light emitting from them for as far as he could see. The only exceptions to this were the two other corpses, Jerome's and his detection mage's.
Marcus was close to drawing a conclusion until he heard a low-pitched growl directly in front of him. Marcus turned to see one vandal still pulling at Callum's now dead body and the other staring directly at him with it's bright orange eyes.
The vandal's orange eyes were similar to Callum's, yet they didn't carry any of the madness he did. In fact, the vandal's eyes were eerily calm as it gazed at Marcus.
Marcus could see his own beaten and battered reflection in the predator's eyes and he wondered if they'd be the last he'd see. He was too tired to try fighting right now and had no means to defend himself if the hound decided to attack him.
Yet, it just stood their, staring at the human boy in front of it. The seconds that passed felt like hours to Marcus as he sat motionlessly awaiting the beast next actions and just when he was about to make a move, the sound of battle was heard not to far away from them.
It seemed the rest of the pack was still fighting Tom and Jerry. The wolf that was pulling Callum's arm earlier had stopped what it was doing and ran to help its compatriots in their battle against the two martial artist.
The wolf that stood in front of Marcus turned and was about to follow after it's partner but turned to look one more time in the boy's direction.
When it did so however, nothing was there. Only the body of the fire mage they had mauled earlier stood as evidence of their previous actions and with that confirmed the wolf turned back to enter the fray.
Meanwhile, Marcus still sat in the same position he had been earlier. There weren't any trees or objects he could hide behind, so he merely sat there in utter silence, and after a few more seconds had passed, he finally exhaled a breath he hadn't even realized he'd been holding in.
Marcus sat there bewildered at the turn of events. He started to question himself regarding what happened.
'What was that? Did that vandal let me go? No, that's not right, it almost seemed like it couldn't see me. But that...'
Marcus shook his head to rid himself of that train of thought. Right now, he didn't have the luxury to just sit around and wait. Who knows if the wolf would come back and finish the job or worse, those slavers got a hold of him.
It was one thing to be ripped apart by beast because his father had taught him that this was just the law of the jungle. However, humans were far crueler than beast, and he knew this from experience, so he did what he had to do.
Marcus stood up and started to limp in the direction opposite the sound of clashing blades and claws and the boy only hoped the vandals would kill the group of men chasing after him, mainly the detection mage that still remained alive. However, with his luck he doubted this and only hoped the beasts would slow them down enough to allow him to slip out of the mage's range.
As the sounds of blades, claws, and angry shouts echoed in the background, a lone boy continued on his march under the cover of night.
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