Pt.2

Vithrys pushed away his terror and embraced pure hatred, a burning destruction that he had dedicated his life to. A life he had promised to the sole purpose of Demon genocide.

Vithrys charged forward both hands on his blade. The demon twitched towards Vithrys sensing his movement.

A bone spear tendril shot towards him but Vithrys dodged to the side and then parried a second with his sword getting ever closer to the monstrosity.

He needed to plunge the sword into the demon’s body, once within the flesh his enchanted sword would destroy the demon from the inside out.

A third bone spear speared him through his side but it was too late, he was close enough to thrust the sword into the demon.

He spun the sword in his hand and brought it down with all his might towards the demon’s body.

An odd sensation hit Vithrys like wave of cold water. His sword fell from his arm uselessly and then to Vithrys’ horror his arm fell out of his sleeve completely severed from his torso.

He felt no pain, there was no blood, what was happening!

“I can’t have you destroying something I have worked so hard on” came a voice from behind Vithrys.

Vithrys turned his head and stared as Patches slowly walked up beside him a smirk upon his face.

“Amazing what one can learn when they spend several lifetimes studying the art of healing” Patches casually said as he sat upon the tendrilled tail the demon had brought over for him.

Vithrys could only stare at Patches, his mind barely comprehending what was happening. He slowly realized he couldn’t move his body.

“Ah yes I severed your spinal cord, no use trying to move at this point I can feel the feeble attempts of your brain” Patches said as he cleaned some dirt from his fingernail.

“Listen, as much as I would love to monologue you with my discoveries, as impressive as they are, I need to continue my journey” he said.

“Before you are ingested and consequently melded with my creation I feel obligated to tell you that I was the monster you’ve been tracking this whole, keep your friends close and your enemies closer kind of a deal”.

With a sigh Patches slipped off of the tail and walked back to the camp gathering his things, the demon remained motionless as blood dripped down Vithrys’ side.

“Don’t worry, I’ve taken the liberty of removing your bodies ability to feel pain, so as you are also torn limb from limb you wont be able to feel a thing, however and regretfully there’s nothing I can do about a quick death, it’s out of my hand at this point.”

Vithrys suddenly realized his head was moving, he watched as he began to levitate except that wasn’t quite right his body remained in front of the demon, headless his neck ending in a stump. He watched as he was brought down into the demon’s mouth.

Vithrys had one final look at Patches as a pressure began to build around his head. He felt something crack then all became black.