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Chapter 37 - Chapter 37: Sticky Chain

We hid behind the wall as Miel's voice echoed back and forth. She spoke to herself while I tried to close my eyes and relax for a few minutes before I planned what we should do. I looked down on Killeh, who was smiling and drooling simultaneously.

"Kill He!" he said and pointed to the egg.

"No, you can not eat Rieven when we have to escape with her," I told him, so he didn't try to do anything stupid. I didn't know if he understood what I was saying or that I thought it was a he and not a she.

The pain doesn't help; I feel so tired and have lost some blood. I...

 

I opened my eyes, and Sterk looked at me very closely. I got up from the ground, feeling my body much lighter now and with no pain. Turned back to check the cabin, but it was not there; instead, there was a bigger cabin on the other side.

"Did I die?" I asked him.

Sterk was smiling and responded:

"No! You passed out!"

Ah, damn it, it will hurt a lot if my body gets a little bit cold, for once I was hoping that Miel went berserk and put the surrounding in flames so my body is still warm. I bent my head to the side to check what was behind the cabin, but Sterk bent his head simultaneously to meet my eyes.

"Okay! Enough with these weird games we are playing. Why am I here?" I asked.

Sterk smiled when suddenly a black shadowy figure, looking like a human, stepped out behind him. The figure was black, with no eyes, mouth, or even a shadow of any ears on its head. The build was like a human but had no hands or feet. It had circle-shaped hands and feet on its arms and legs. Why do I get a feeling that it looks sticky?

"Okay! You have a big, bulky, sticky black shadow. Get to the point?" I tried getting an answer as quickly as possible to get out of here and let everyone escape from the Dungeon.

Sterk was laughing out loud now, putting his hand over his eyes, which made the situation awkward, as if this were some comedy sketch. His laughter suddenly stopped, and he removed his hands from his eyes, which were completely red now.

"Are you missing something, Zark?" He asked with a much deeper voice, making me wonder if the brat just came into puberty.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

Sterk pointed down on my right fist, and I noticed the chain was gone.

"Where is the chain? Seriously, I won't even be able to have a chance against a dragon. If it was slim, it is impossible." I tried explaining to him how serious the situation was.

Sterk tiptoed behind the black figure and peeked his head out behind it with a smile.

"What! Is that my chain?"

The figure moved quickly, and I couldn't even react before it hit me on the chest. I flew a couple of meters and did a back flip that failed as I lost my balance and fell on the grass on my back.

"Damn it! All this violence, is it that hard for anyone just to talk it out?"

I got up in what felt like ages, as I didn't have enough energy, even though my body did not feel the pain I had in reality.

"CATCH!" Sterk screamed out in the air.

It was a bottle with three dead skulls on the label, which didn't give me much confidence.

"Why did you throw a bottle with three dead skulls?"

"It is an energy booster. If you can muster up enough power, you can throw an energy punch. It is not the fastest; the only way to use it is to be close to your enemy."

That information...was so bad. That explanation has no facts; it is like telling me to punch and everything will be all right.

"Can you give me any useful information?" I asked

"No, I can not! I am not here to show you how you will use your powers. I am only a guide for you to activate the powers that go through your veins with the pumping blood of a Polan."

It is Van Polan, your prick. So good guidance in letting me get hit by...my Sticky figure human of chain.

"Drink it now! We do not have the whole day!"

I removed the cork from the bottle, and an awful, disgusting smell aired out, making me gag.

"You want me to drink this? What is it?" I asked him and gagged one more time.

"It is elixir, a helper to hasten your improvement on the weak black flames on your right fist. You should try to make the flame stronger. You have the skill to draw enemies and death to yourself for some reason, so you need to protect yourself better."

A skill to draw enemies and death to me, I wouldn't call that a skill, it is more like getting killed faster than anyone else, idiot.

"I get that weining brat. What does chaine have to do with me getting stronger?" I asked it as I thought the chain had nothing to do with this.

Sterk's happy face disappeared as he looked at the figure and then back at me again.

"You had no clue, do you?" He asked.

"Eh, what? I don't get it!"

"Why is the chain here? That is the question. Have you not realized that you are coming closer to death, you are dying, did you not feel that inside? I hope this is not the last time you see me, because nobody knows if you will survive. I can not sense you moving forward any longer."

"Yeah, thanks for the pep talk! I ask again why the chain is here?"

"It does not feel that you can protect anyone anymore; this is why the chain is here. It thinks that you won't be able to protect anyone. The reason why it is here is to challenge you. If you fail, it will release itself from you, and consider you a failure. If you can beat it, then it will stay with you until you die and vanish when you succumb to death. The chain knows you are dying and becoming weaker; it wants you to show that you can still protect everyone."

Why does this brat piss me of so much, I need to be calm, do not go berserk. I covered my nose and drank the whole bottle in one sweep. My right hand caught on flames instantly, and I felt more energized. The aftertaste, though, was not good. Sterk moved away for a bit, picked up a stick from the ground, and drew a long line not far away.

"IF YOU MANAGE TO PASS THE LINE YOU WIN, IF YOU CAN NOT PASS THE LINE AND GIVE UP...THE CHAIN WIN."

"WHAT EXACTLY DID YOU PUT IN THE BOTTLE?" I asked.

"IT IS ELIXIR...I THINK! FOUND IT IN THE CABIN BEHIND ME SO I JUST MADE A GUESS IT WOULD ENERGIZE YOU," Sterk responded.

I stared at him, realizing this crazy brat gave me a bottle with three dead skulls and thought it was some energy drink. I am not coming back to this place.

"OKAY! I AM READY!"

I moved to the right in a hasty move, but the sticky figure followed every step without even trying. I moved towards it and made a fly kick, which grabbed my leg and swung around, tossing me further away as I rolled on the ground. I got up and didn't run this time because I wanted to take the fight close up to check the skills, because it was faster than me. I tried a high kick, and it responded by blocking it with a high kick. I tried a quick jab, and it bent its head slightly to the side. Sticky responded with a jab at my nose, making me back away a few steps. Wh...What! Why is it responding with the same movements? How will I beat it when it is faster than me, and I can not run past it?

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