Chapter 42: Chapter 41 Wrong Move

Helios impassively watched the five Dolore demons approach. Seeing its boss holding a Nightmare Dagger, one of the goons stooped down to pry out the one embedded in the writhing demon’s back. It curled into the fetal position in relief now the dagger was removed, withered into a dried husk from its effect. 

 

Recognising easy prey, the goon sliced the dagger across the vulnerable demon in front of it. Helios became agitated when he saw the goon crouch down to begin the breathing ritual. He turned to look imploringly at Tuktuk on his shoulder. 

 

“What should I do about that? That thug’s about to devour our hard-earned resources. I’m gonna have to use my magic again. I apologise in advance,” Helios said.

 

“Sigh, Tuktuk suspects that it cannot be avoided. There are too many to keep them all well-behaved and under control. Do what you must,” Tuktuk replied with a heavy sigh.

 

Out of the four remaining solo demons, they all recognised Helios wouldn’t allow them to leave and their only chance of survival was to kill him first. Two of them ran to retrieve Nightmare weapons from the pile of ash and the other against the alley wall.

 

“What about those lot, too?” Helios asked, gesturing at the demons picking up the Nightmare weapons.

 

“Fight them fairly. Tuktuk only endorses the one ready to consume our materials to be killed that way. It’s tedious to harvest anything useable from among the scraps,” Tuktuk denied. In response, Helios pulled out another four Nightmare weapons. A mixture of hammers and handaxes.

 

“What the fuck is with this guy, did we mess with a fucking Nightmare? He’s only a Dolore like us!” A solo Dolore exclaimed. It hesitated after seeing the next set of weapons in Helios’ hand.

 

“Shut up and fight!” the leader shouted, swinging his dagger at Helios’ head.

 

“Hold on a moment,” Helios said through grit teeth as he deflected the strike with the haft of a handaxe. He directed a web towards the one attempting to devour the withered form on the ground, blasting away its jaw. The goon stumbled backward, dropping the Nightmare dagger in its hand to clutch its mangled face. “How’s that, Tuktuk? I’m showing a little restraint this time.”

 

“You should have from the beginning. But this is progress,” Tuktuk replied in approval, donking his own hammer on the head of someone approaching from the back. The ambusher stumbled back in surprise holding its eyesocket, blood leaking from between its fingers.

 

“Stop fucking with us and take me seriously!” The leader shouted, lunging a second time with his dagger.

 

“Fine,” Helios simply replied.

 

 He ducked under the attack of the much bigger demon, deflecting it away with the same handaxe as before. Simultaneously swinging up with the second handaxe into the Dolore’s armpit. He also made a savage backhanded swing with a hammer into the gaping wound on his midsection with one of his lower arms. While the top hand holding another hammer smashed into the leader’s jaw, knocking him stumbling backward.

 

Who would have thought all those fencing lessons in college could even apply to primitive weapons? I always preferred the use of a parrying dagger in a duel. But the handaxe seems to work just as well.

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Helios smugly grinned at the stunned demon leader, flourishing his handaxe. His gratification was shortlived as another demon leapt with ferocious-looking claws extended toward him. He stepped forward, batting aside one arm and allowing the other to spark against his protective mantle. 

 

Inside the demon’s guard, he slammed a hammer down atop its head while reversing his grip and burying a handaxe into the side of its neck. He held onto the handaxe tightly to prevent it from being pulled from his hand as the demon collapsed dead at his feet.

 

“Now I think I’m that should be telling you lot to be the ones taking me seriously,” Helios said, stepping over the fallen corpse while rolling his four shoulders.

 

The remaining seven Dolore demons encircled him with the leader positioned directly in front. They glanced at each other with none of them appearing willing to be the one to make the first move and draw Helios’ attention.

 

“A bunch of cowards. Me do it myself,” the leader sneered, pulling the hand holding his dagger away from staunching the blood flowing out of his armpit.

 

“Haha, that’s the spirit!” Tuktuk encouraged, clapping his hands together in mock delight. 

 

The leader suddenly spun and grabbed a solo demon standing beside him and tossed him toward Helios. The Dolore’s expression changed to horror as realisation set in. It was unable to react in time when Helios slammed all four weapons into its hapless body, killing it instantly. 

 

The Dolore leader strategically utilised the solo demon’s death as a distraction, thrusting at Helios neck from behind the cover of its corpse. His goons followed suit, jumping at his exposed back. Completely surrounded and under pressure, Helios reactively cast out a net in a circle around him. The world almost seemed to move in slow motion as their legs were all suddenly blown apart, plunging them to the ground.

 

Only the leader remained untouched by the magic counterattack by using the corpse as a shield. He stared at Helios with a cunning gleam in his eye and a satisfied smile. It quickly faded away when Tuktuk’s hammer appeared out of nowhere to bat aside the blade from its trajectory aimed at Helios’ neck. The regret in his eyes lasted only a moment before being cut short by a handaxe buried into his skull.

 

The demon’s eyes rolled up into his head with his going slack as he limply slumped to the ground. Helios was the last man standing. He looked around himself at the incapacitated demons arrayed in a circle around him, noticing one attempting to escape. It left behind a trail of blood from its severed legs. 

 

“Well done, Helios. It had a few areas to improve upon but overall worthy of an apprentice of Tuktuk’s. Now we harvest what’s salvageable and devour the rest. Test out the remaining weapons while we’re here,” Tuktuk said in approval.

 

Helios nodded in acknowledgement and stowed away the weapons in his hands. Bending down to pry the dagger from the leader’s cold, dead hands before standing up and walking toward the demon attempting to escape. The others quietly watched him while attempting to make themselves unnoticeable.

 

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