Savage
The tsunami engulfed the sky and drowned the land!
'What a pleasant surprise!' Trevor cursed in his mind.
His feet had always been ready to run, but that amazing scene still delayed his reaction. That giant water wave wasn't simple, Trevor didn't have easy exits to escape it.
'I told you so! I told you so!" Aicanhir shook his head from side to side. The guara kept coming back to this subject every time something went unplanned. But how could he not hate this idiot partner of his?
The tsunami did not stop for nothing, the immense amount of water engulfed the grass, trees and dead leaves. The land animals closest to the lake's edge had no chance of resisting such a force of nature and were swept away. The unluckiest in this entire story, however, were the life forms that depended on air to get around.
Among them could be cited the green insects Trevor had seen before. Even the aerial animals best suited to handling water, such as birds, could not do much. The uropygial gland of these animals released just enough oil so that they would not suddenly fall from the sky if it rained.
Smearing in oil wouldn't stop this brutal tsunami, just as closing your eyes in front of the sun wouldn't make it go away. Trevor also knew that he would soon be caught in these waters, so his best decision would be to prepare for it.
And that's what he did.
Trevor may not have looked back during his escape from the hippopotamus-toad monster, but nothing stopped him from memorizing the objects as he ran like crazy. The main way to get ahead of your opponent during a game of chess was to develop your pieces well. But to do such a thing, it was necessary to first have knowledge of the chessboard!
In this world, what was Trevor's chessboard if not the world itself?
In this world, how could he ignore so many important details?
The young man turned around and ran towards the tsunami!
'Are you crazy?!' Aicanhir almost passed out right there!
Trevor stepped forward, ignoring everything else!
It was totally savage!
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Sounds of water echoed.
In the midst of this liquid, a human body floated.
The hair on that body was straightened out on all sides.
The clothes on this body were torn, the shirt had a long rip-section.
The eyes of that body were turned back, the pupils of the body were open.
There was no life in that body, it was a corpse. The liquid that this body floated through was full of blood, which came from the long cross-section that had ripped both his shirt and his skin. The corpse of this black-haired youth was deplorable.
"Prince Zariff!"
"Prince Zariff!"
"Prince Zariff!"
Cheers echoed through the area, making the air vibrate with excitement and joy. In addition to these cheers for support, there was also a lot of music that added more vibrancy to this entire deadly salt desert.
"Zariff, you trash!" Two men were facing each other, the one who screamed was as fat as a fat piglet: there was no lack of fat in his chubby face, his eyebrows were so tight that one could even mistake his eyebrows for a single brow.
As for the other, he was a thin man in black clothes, long hair, short nails and a bearded face. This particular man's face, in particular, blended both the traits of the Eastern Mountain Ranges and Southeastern Plains peoples.
"Hahahaha, Brother Thenaz, why are you in contact with anger? I just killed Jerry." The grin on the crazed face on Zariff's face only made Thenaz angrier. As if he had worried about the chubby man, he wore expressions of grief and mourning.
"Don't worry, Brother Thenaz! I will be grateful to you and gather you and Jerry in the devil's lap." As he said his last words, the long-haired man showed his cruel smile. The mixed features on his face made his expression stand out even more among the group of people around.
"Good, very good! You're just a dog from White Neverwinter Castle and yet you dare to speak such arrogant words! I will wash this salt under our feet with your rotten blood to make my brother proud and devour your flesh to gain the strength necessary to kill the rest of your relatives!"
Thenaz rushed in with his heavy warhammer to explode towards Zariff's skull! The man weighing a thousand elephants made the arena shudder, causing the screams of the crowd to get between these two heroic participants.
"Count Thenaz!"
"Count Thenaz!"
"Count Thenaz!"
The smile on Zariff's face only grew when he saw that his opponent had grown angry. Zariff showed no shame in betraying and killing Jerry when the latter least expected it, and he wouldn't show it now. The chainsaw in his hands vibrated and the noise of his engine was evident to everyone.
The deadly duel was about to happen!
Blood and guts were about to fly!
Everyone was excited!
Thenaz was focused. The muscles hidden under his pile of fat twitched as the hammer in his hands was lifted skyward with frightening speed!
Zariff was not intimidated by such an exhibition and made his own move, which consisted of controlling the chainsaw in his hand and waiting for some opening in his opponent's defense. There were no easy methods to make this happen, but he didn't give up.
Giving up meant losing from the start.
Losing from the beginning meant dying prematurely.
Zariff wanted to be able to live the longest life possible, so giving up was not an option.
The fat man with the short straight hair swung his warhammer masterfully. Man converted gravitational potential energy into kinetic energy, but that was not all! Another important thing about his moves was the opening angles he selected for attacking Zariff: they didn't allow the last one to back down.
The long-haired man also did not allow himself to back down! He crouched down with the chainsaw in hand and swung it right into his opponent's face. Thenaz didn't even frown at the movement.
As if he were 20 movements ahead of his enemy in a chess game, Thenaz dropped the warhammer, which dropped toward Zariff's head as he moved his fists toward the latter's shaved chest.
Zariff stopped smiling, closing his eyes briefly, before opening them to reveal his deathly cold eyes. The man knew that his chainsaw would be destroyed if it came into contact with the warhammer, so he made an implacable decision.
He dropped the hammer in his face!
The chainsaw in his hands didn't move, even as that giant item was about to turn his pretty face into mashed flesh. Instead, he chose to go for a direct counterattack!
Thenaz was not only weaponless, but was huge as well.
He was an easy target for his chainsaw!
Zariff smiled like a maniac once again.
Thenaz frowned, his eyes bulging.
The long-haired man laughed even louder at seeing this.
But another laugh also accompanied his one.
Thenaz was smiling back at him calmly.
It was as if his head wasn't the target of his chainsaw!
Zariff was not fooled by such a farce and moved forward with even more determination!
'Huh-?'
Zariff opened his mouth, but no words came out.
In the next moment, his brain exploded!
Prince Zariff lay dead to the ground!
The crowd then went silent.
Too, too shocking!
"Count Thenaz!"
"Count Thenaz!"
"Count Thenaz!"
Screams and more screams arose, showers of clapping and the roar of car engines echoed. Count Thenaz successfully avenged Jerry, fulfilling half his words. His hands reached down, touching Zariff's corpse with no respect for it.
Zariff's corpse had its clothes ripped open by Thenaz's thick, powerful hands.
The man who was as big and furry as a bear then thrust his fingers into the flesh above the collarbones of this body in front of him. Thenaz's nails were dirty, badly cut, and quite sharp.
Easily, the skin on that part of the body was torn apart like paper, and the same could be said for the muscles beneath it. People who worked in the health field immediately got the idea behind the genius of Thenaz's actions.
Blood fell and stained the white salt with red, the water that covered part of the white salt was also added to this mixture: resulting in an exotic pink color in the middle of the scenery that surrounded this arena.
The people behind Thenaz stopped their cheering and clapping, the engine noise of the cars also ceased.
Thenaz screwed up his face, the veins in his neck were visible and his face turned red from the effort.
His big breasts rose and fell, but Thenaz kept his expression steady and continued to exert force.
*CRACK*
The sound of broken bones reverberated through the air.
From the wound Thenaz opened, blood rained up like a fountain.
Between Thenaz's fingers, a red heart soon appeared and was visible under everyone's eyes.
Thenaz's expression turned fierce as he kicked the kneeling corpse in front of him in the chest, causing it to fall backward and smear even more blood across the water and salt. The thick fingers of his right hand gripped the red heart firmly.
Thenaz bent down and picked up the salt on the floor with his other hand, then rubbed the salt all over that organ. Pieces of salt crystals were scraped against the red heart's muscle tissue and ripped its fibers, not only that, but also prevented the development of new bacteria in its structure.
In addition, it helped to retain the fluids of this organ, keeping it quite succulent. Finally, he also ended up adding a very welcome spice to this piece of raw meat. Thenaz's mouth dropped open as the muscles in his cheeks lifted: exposing his yellowing teeth.
Thenaz said nothing, just dragging his right arm close to his face.
Under the gaze of the silent crowd, Thenaz bit the red heart!
The taste of iron, salt and raw pork assaulted his mouth!
Thenaz chewed, and blood trickled between his lips.
Red liquid spilled over his chin and dripped down.
"Prince Thenaz!"
"Prince Thenaz!"
"Prince Thenaz!"
The crowd joyfully declared!
Thenaz then returned to get his warhammer.
He approached his mate and kissed him, before lifting him up.
"I, Thenaz Makhablor Trovad, declare from this day that all his sons, brothers, cousins, uncles, grandfathers, and common male friends will be sacrificed on Otapama Mountain in my honor! His daughters, wives, sisters, cousins, aunts, grandparents and common female friends will be invited to participate in this joyful party to celebrate this victory with me!"
A few people among the crowd had grim expressions, all those people who were somehow related to Zariff would be stripped of their status and made property of the one who ate his heart. They would soon become the first gift this cruel man would ever receive after becoming a prince.
Some cried.
Some trembled.
Some screamed.
No one in the crowd cared about these losers. The rules of the game were clear! Winner takes all! Unless someone is caught cheating, the rules could not be overruled by anyone in this world, otherwise it would be an offense to the gods!
In fact, the opposite happened. To please the newly promoted Prince Thenaz, smart men among the crowd didn't miss the opportunity to capture those women before they even considered killing themselves!
The men beside them could not resist this onslaught either.
To ensure that such scenes did not occur, from the start, both sides would carry no weapons or ways to kill each other. The Prince's title fight was designed to ensure that the winner would take more than just an empty title.
That was the toughness of men from the Western Mountain Ranges!
That was the harshness of men from the Western Mountain Ranges!
That was the savagery of the men of the Western Mountain Ranges!
From this day forward, Thenaz Makhablor Trovad would make his title of Impetuous Savage known to all the men of the Western Mountain Ranges!