Chapter 2: Bewildered

*Zipppziiippp...

The summoning process was finally over as the smell of ozone and charred flesh filled the place, but that was the least of it as a human wearing nothing besides black shorts, a white tank top, and a pair of worn sneakers appeared.

"Uhhhh...." voiced the young man as he got of from his seated position, but that was a mistake as the motion sickness coupled with the horrible stench of the place made him vomit his lunch, a pepperoni pizza. This lasted for about ten seconds as the man regained his senses, only to be horrified at the sight before him.

" ........

A dim place filled with the bodies of people, and something else that looked inhuman. Blood soaked the floor along with his sneakers. It seemed he wasn't home az the strange clothes the bodies were wearing, or armor to be exact, one that seemed to come from medevial times. It was hard to wrap up his head around this, but a low grunting made him jump in fear. His heart beat the fastest it had ever beaten and his hair's stood on end as he saw the humanoid thing cut in two move. It's eyes still blinked with hatred as it looked at Max's feet.

"The fuck is this shit?!" muttered Max in a trembling voice he hadn't yet noticed. The thing in front of him was supposed to be dead as it's wounds were beyond fatal for anything, but the thing still lived. 

"Guuuiii...

As the thing gave a sound from it's bloody mouth, the only thing Max could think was the same when he saw a cockroach, killing it. So, after surveying the place around him for a while he saw that the dead bodies had weapons near them, two swords, a shield ,a hammer , a small glaive, and a dagger besides a pile of clothes on the floor. Max could somewhat understand the origin of the swords and shield, but the dagger and robe made him scratch his head.

'Did someone remove their clothes here.... but for what purpose. It doesn't make any sense.' thought Max as he noticed the thing once again staring at him.' This thing.....

With his resolve now steeled Max took the glaive from the severed half of the monster and readied himself, but  after some contemplating he decided to take the safe route. From the time he used to smash watermelons in the summer as a kid he knew that some of its blood would splatter on his body, and he really didn't want to get infected with anything the thing had. So with a little hesitation he wore the robe which he found on the floor before getting ready once again.

"Huuppp...

*Crack....

The glaive fell on the things head , and with a crack that funnily sounded like splitting a watermelon, the glaive penetrated halfway the creatures head, blood splattering as predicted, The creature twitched for a couple of second's and then finally stopped moving.

"Is it over?" thought Max as he saw the now unmoving thing, but an illusion broke that train of thought.