"What's with that creepy smirk?" Delmar's heavy voice could be heard from one corner of the battlefield.
Nile felt a chill run down his spine as he heard the voice. Recognizing it as belonging to the bald bastard, dread quickly set inside of him.
He glanced toward where he thought his body should have been but saw nothing. Then he looked around for the source of the sound and found the man who is the owner of the voice.
Indeed, Delmar stood there, sporting his signature smile and colored lens sunglasses that added a certain charm to his dangerous demeanor. As he looked at Nile like he was looking at someone very foolish.
With a mocking tone, Delmar said to Nile, "You really didn't think that you could kill me off just with that, did you?"
"Forget about the force behind those blades, not even the edge of the blade was sharp enough for it to harm me."
"But it was sharp enough for a good scratch though."
Nile furrowed his brows at those words. As annoyed as he was, he had to give credit to the man for surviving that barrage of attacks.
Anyone that he had used those attacks on either are dead or are in a very damaged state. So it was astonishing to see someone who not only survived it but also didn't get injured at all.
Nile wanted to know how Delmar had dodged those strikes, so he asked, "How did you survive that? I was sure those attacks hit you."
"You want to know, right? Then how about you make me," Delmar replied, his tone as mocking as ever as he took a punching stance.
Nile realized that the monster was not going to answer him directly, but he still tried to find out if there was any weakness in Delmar's strikes or if there was something special about him.
So, Nile responded in a mocking tone as well, "Yes, why don't I do that." Nile's also responded to Delmar's stance with one of his own.
Nile's didn't realize it, but he was losing the anger that had consumed him a moment ago. As time passed, he actually felt more exhilaration as he fought. The warrior spirit inside him was awakening more and more.
The force was so great that the surrounding buildings also felt the tremors. The residents of those buildings also left, but not before a few of them informed the royal force about an impending beast riot.
Delmar stood from where he had hit Nile and saw that the force of the punch had sent him straight into the apartment community.
Delmar thought, "Shit, the guy flew straight towards the city. I shouldn't have hit him so hard. Now I'm sure the royal forces have already been informed."
"I have to quickly take care of this guy and leave this shithole of a city."
He ran for a while to gain some momentum, then made a big jump. Despite his humongous body, he flew through the air and landed two buildings behind where Nile was stuck.
Delmar made one more jump and landed straight in front of Nile. The building felt another shockwave and began to slowly crumble beneath their feet.
Delmar looked at Nile's face and sighed deeply.
Nile's face had morphed into a hideous state. Most of his skin was gone, and what remained was a jaw hanging loosely connected to a few blood vessels.
His left eye had popped out of its socket and hung there until it suddenly fell in front of Delmar. His head was almost non-existent, with only a half-blown-off brain remaining, contained by a crumbling skull.
As Delmar wondered that couldn't get any information from this piece of meat, he suddenly heard a sound. He looked back at Nile and saw that he was still alive, evidenced by the shallow breathing coming from him.
Delmar closed in on the man's half-head and saw that he was indeed still breathing. Astonished by the man's resolve to survive in this state, Delmar gave a dark laugh.
"HAHAHA! Wow, never have I met someone like you who even in this dire state has the will to live."
"But as bad as I am, I'm not cruel enough to let a man suffer by living in such conditions."
He slowly readied his hand to strike the final blow and said his last words to the persevering man.
"Know that you have my utmost respect, as only a few have gotten before they too died."