Bloodlust - The Continuation, And the likely conclusion as well!!! Options

[The Metal Mallet]

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[The Metal Mallet]

The sudden killing of one of the guardsmen made the others hesitate momentarily. Despite Savlian’s warnings that they were dealing with a mad man, they couldn’t believe that someone stuck in what appeared to be a hopeless situation would actually choose to try and kill them all. The moment of hesitation allowed Simion to withdraw another dagger, followed by him launching into the guardsmen.

Savlian was Simion’s first target, but instead of lashing out with his dagger, he caught Savlian unexpected with a swift kick to the jaw, knocking the Captain away from the battle. In one fluid movement after the kick, Simion swirled around, racking his dagger against the belly of a nearby guardsman. Continuing his swirl, he raised his dagger high enough to cleave through the throat of another guard before jumping away from his attackers. When Simion landed on his feet, the thud was accompanied by two others. One from the disembowelled guard falling to his knees, moaning as he tried to keep his insides where they belonged, the other thrashing on the floor as his life steadily came streaming out of his lacerated throat.

Savlian was just attempting to get to his feet once more when Simion engaged with the group of guards once again. The guards, spurred on by seeing their comrades slain, rushed Simion, hoping to overwhelm him. Instead, it only proved to help Simion as he evaded the large and unwieldy broadswords and stabbed into any exposed area the guards left open. Shouts of pain and curses of frustration rang out as the guards struggled to hit the elusive figure in black all the wile trying not to stab each other. The room was too cramped for this many swords. What was expected to be an advantage was quickly revealing itself to be a disadvantage.

Savlian attempted to jump into the fray once again, but was met with another forceful kick. This time it was accompanied by a hiss from Simion.

“Hold on a second, Captain! I’ll deal with you in a minute.”

Many of the guards were now sporting nagging to serious wounds as they attempted to kill the sleek assassin. Desperation and worry were now beginning to dawn on them. Simion stood his ground.

“Is this really Kvatch’s finest? Because if that’s true, some serious training needs to be done,” Simion said snidely.

One guard, bellowing his rage, rushed the robed harbinger of death, his broadsword raised over his head. With a mighty swing, he tried to cleave Simion in half. Simion responded by evading the blow by whirling around the guard then driving the dagger hilt-deep into the back of the guard’s neck. Simion twisted the blade before withdrawing it. The body of the guard collapsed like a sack of grain while Simion nonchalantly cleaned off his dagger before piercing the other guards with a look of twisted, sardonic pleasure.

“Next?” he asked with his crooked smile.

The guards formed themselves into a half-moon, once again attempting to surround and contain Simion. Simion stood his ground, but his eyes constantly shifted across each guard, waiting for the one that would try to strike first. The tension built as neither the guards or Simion were committed to acting first. Simion’s crooked smile turned into a smug grin as the seconds ticked away. He even eased his dagger down to a less than ready position.

Emboldened by such a move, a guard to Simion’s right lunged in to attack with a horizontal strike aimed for Simion’s head. Simion ducked under the blow and wrapped an arm around the guard. In seconds, Simion had driven the dagger into the body of the guard many times with shuddering force. Sensing that someone was coming up behind him, Simion lashed out with a foot at the incoming guard and followed that up with throwing the dead guard in his arms into the surrounding men, ruining the half-moon. He then turned his attention to the guard his kicked. The guard had recovered and attempted to stab Simion. Simion parried the blow and then drove an elbow into the man’s now. The nose broke with a satisfying crack, and blood immediately began to pour from it. The guard dropped his weapon as a reflex to try and stop the pain, but it only led to his demise.

With another guard indisposed, only three remained, excluding Savlian, who came to their aid once again. Simion grinned at the Captain.

“About time you got up. I don’t hit that hard do I?” he asked, chuckling. Savlian’s expression hardened.

Simion focused on Savlian. “So, it’s time to take things serious eh? Ok! Will do!” Simion said brightly as he surged towards Savlian and the guards.

Savlian tried to attack once again, but it seemed to be that the assassin’s agenda was to save him for last. Instead of striking flesh, Savlian only tore into the robe of Simion before another kick knocked him away from the battle. Frustration flooded the Captain’s thoughts.

Simion didn’t care though; he had three more guards to deal with. After knocking away Savlian, he tripped up one of the guards then drove his dagger into the man’s heart as he was sprawled out against the floor. Simion rolled away from a sweeping sword strike from another attacker before regaining his feet. In a mighty display of acrobatics, Simion launched himself off of a nearby wall, which allowed him to land behind his pursuer. Before the guard could recover, cold steel slid across his neck, bringing an end to his existence.

Simion whirled around and stopped the guard about to run him through dead in his tracks with a look. The guard, having seen all his comrades die by the hands of one being, began to back away, hoping to preserve his life. Unfortunately, his fate had all ready been decided upon as soon as he entered Simion’s hideout. No one who entered his domain would continue to live past this day. As the guard attempted to run for the exit, Simion calmly tossed his dagger. It found its mark.

Savlian regained his feet once more just as Simion retrieved his dagger from the prone body of his last kill. Savlian couldn’t help but look at the chaos that surrounded him. The stench of blood was heavy in the air. Bodies were sprawled everywhere, all their faces contorted into either shock, or horror. Not a single body looked peaceful, only tarnished and violated. Simion’s steady steps snapped back Savlian’s attention.

The Breton’s face was speckled with blood, and Savlian knew it wasn’t Simion’s. Just by the steady gait of Simion’s stride, Savlian knew that the assassin wasn’t even scratched. Gods, he didn’t even appear winded by the effort!

Simion stopped several feet in front of Savlian. It was Simion who now scanned his surroundings; it seemed as if he eyes drank in every single detail of the scene around him. Every drop of blood, every horrified face, every death. Simion closed his eyes, as if his eyes couldn’t handle so much blood, and took a deep, shuddering breath of ecstasy.

“Can you smell that?” he said in a near whisper, his eyes still closed, “It’s just so… intoxicating.”

Savlian scanned his surroundings once more and was sickened as he realized that the assassin was taking joy from the scene around him.

“You’re mad!”

One eye of Simion’s shot open at the comment. The other opened more casually after a moment. “Oh, there’s more to it then that. But we don’t need to go into any details about that. Just know that I’m more than just ‘mad’ as you say,” Simion said casually. Given the current situation, even the casual aspect that Simion displayed seemed maddening.

“I don’t care what you are! Just know that this ends now with you either in chains or dead,” Savlian shot back.

Simion laughed. “I must admit, you do have some determination about you. Too bad that determination caused the death of at least 10 men. Really, Captain, how many more are going to suffer before this ends? Honestly, it disgusts me how many lives have been wasted because you couldn’t let me get away with a couple of murders.”

Simion’s words hit Savlian hard. It was true. The evidence was all around him. Many lives had been sacrificed due to his stubbornness to catch Simion and now if he were to die, it all would’ve been in vain. If he only solely focused on catching Simion, how many lives could’ve been spared?

Simion noticed that his words were taking affect. “See, you realize the truth in my words don’t you? If you got off my back, many people would still be alive. Even Bernise would still be alive,” Simion continued, his voice growing darker. He had begun to slowly inch towards the Captain.

The mention of Bernise only made him feel worse. How could he have let such a nice, kind, and wonderful woman be slain so inhumanly? She was so innocent and yet Simion brutally murdered her. It was his fault that she was dead…

Simion inched closer and closer, delighted in witnessing the self destruction Savlian was bringing upon himself. He wouldn’t know what hit him; that was how deep Savlian was digging.

Even though Savlian was tearing himself about over the fact of letting Bernise die, something in the back of his mind was nagging him. It wasn’t you who killed Bernise, it was him! , the nagging thought kept repeating. Vernon was serious threat. He HAD to be dealt with. You did the right thing. The only thing you did wrong was trust that Simion wouldn’t kill once again. It was a risk that had to be taken. But now you have a chance to avenge them! Do it!

Realization dawned on Savlian just as Simion’s dagger arched towards him with tremendous speed. With lightning quick reflexes, Savlian intercepted the dagger with his broadsword. Simion’s eyes widened in surprise before Savlian delivered a shattering punch to Simion’s face, staggering the assassin backwards.

“I may have screwed up a couple of times, Simion, but I’m here to remedy that. Because overall, you’re the main problem here,” Savlian said matter-of-factly as he readied himself.

“Bah! Killing with one stroke wouldn’t have been nearly as fun as what I’m about to do to you now!” Simion hissed before engaging Savlian.

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The battle continues next update! Oooo the anticipation!