Chapter 131 131 Crush

Chapter 131 Chapter 131 Crush

"Flying sword- ACTIVATE!"

His lips barely moved, but the whisper brought forth his command.

Within the fraction of a second, a single katana- three feet long, three inches wide with a long marble hilt, and boasting a double edged blade, appeared in the air above him. Hovering majestically at an inclined angle- it spun patiently, waiting for his command.

The men stopped dead in their tracks. Their faces elevated upwards- in shock, eyeing the sword warily, wondering what elemental sorcery this was, and thinking VERY CAREFULLY about their next course of action.

But they hesitated too long.

From above, the sword descended on them.

Defying all natural laws, the neat slicing sound of metal cutting through air, echoed in chilling notes all through the cave. A chilling swoosh of wind followed the raging sword as his lurched horizontally through the void

Unable to react in time, the diabolical blade came at the group- wailing like a banshee.

At Nexus' command, the sword shot directly at the C rank hunter- the same dude that he had seen holding Monica's neck with his fat hand. Groaning in satisfaction, Nexus' face lit up as the sword pierced the spot between his eyes.

The full length of the blade came at his skull- flashing like lightning, and crashing in like thunder.

At a dazzling speed, it broke his skin, and shredded the surrounding tissue. Before the first drop of blood could even emerge, the blade cracked his skull, and sliced through his brain matter- splattering, and sending bone splinters through his brain.

All forty inches of the sharp blade, including the marble hilt, raged through his cerebral matter. Within a fifth of a nano second, the hilt of the sword emerged from the back of his head, leaving a hole through the diameter of his skull.

Without a single word from his mouth, the bald guy sank to his knees. Still with a look of terror on his face, he doubled over- dropping to the earth as a corpse.

At once, a collective cry of panic rang through out the cave.

Paul heard the thud, and jerked his head backwards towards the scene behind him. Utterly bewildered, his jaw jutted in unbelief as shadow of surprise eclipsed his face- darkening his already dark countenance.

Once again, his hardened cock suddenly went limp. He jumped to his feet- surprising even himself with his agility, and began to back away further into the cave, away from the naked girl on the ground- away from the crazy man and his hovering sword.

Hands out in front of him, he muttered diplomatically;

"Okay bro, BE COOL NOW. . .there's no need for violence now alright? Just be cool. . ."

At once, the remaining four men who were scared to the bone also began to retreat. Their powerful calf muscles powered the soles of the feet into fast paced back-steps. Faced stunned, and hearts racing in astonishment, they continued to edge backwards till they regrouped around Paul- surrounding their patron in a wall.

Terror reigned in the cave like a palpable entity.

It seeped through their bones, and iced the blood in their veins- causing their knees to buckle, and the breaths in their windpipes to cease.

Eyes wide in shock, they watched as the sword returned to its hovering position above the stranger's head- slowly rotating on its axis, eyeing them intelligently, as if contemplating who was next.

Paul's hoarse voice came from behind his wall of bodyguards;

"Let's talk about this okay? My family's got money. . .we can make you a very rich man. . .how does ten thousand gold pieces sound? You could walk out of here a rich man. . .or, shit–

He exclaimed;

"You could come work for me!"

Ignoring him, Nexus marched right at Monica's bound body.

Naked as a newborn, she was shivering on the ground. Locks of her red hair stuck out like leaves on a palm tree. Her bum was burning red from Paul's hard slaps. Around her neck, a clear print of a strangling hand lined the circumference.

His eyes found the tight ropes around her hands, and a fresh surge of violence rekindled in his eyes.

Gritting his teeth, he took out his dagger and cut off the ropes on her hands and feet. Her hands- which had been denied proper blood flow, dropped to her sides weakly. Immediately, he took off his coat, and draped all over her- covering her shame.

"It's okay Monica. . .it's okay. . .I'm here now. . ."

Carefully, his hand curled around her, and hoisted her up into a sitting position. He saw her knees all bruised, and his face grew as black as a storm.

"I'm going to fuckin' kill you all. . .every single one of you. . ."

Paul who had been watching, cringed from within his 'wall' of safety;

"Bro chill okay?" he protested weakly; "It's not even like that. . .I didn't know the bitch was yours. . ."

Cold as ice crystals, Nexus eyes glistened in anger as he shot the boy a homicidal glare. His mind buzzed in cold rage, preparing for the vengeance that was to follow. His fists curled, goading him into action- when he felt the tight grip of Monica's hands his arm.

He peeled his gaze away, and looked down at her.

She was clutching him ever so tighly- afraid to let go. He saw the tears welling in her eyeballs, and Nexus' heart ached as the tear drops trickled down from the corners of her eyes, slithering down her chin, and sneaking a across her smooth face.

She tried to speak- but a sob rose at the back of her throat, choking the words down.

Suddenly- still clenching his arm with both her small arms, she threw her head forward, and buried her face in his chest.

The sobs began to pour out freely. In pants, and whimpers, her shoulders heaved up and down to the sound of her muffled cries in his chest. Her red curls brushed cleanly against his chin- tickling him softly.

Nexus' face strained as she soaked his shirt with her tears. He felt her pain.

Involuntarily, his free hand reached out behind her, and stroked her back in soft gentle taps- telling her she was fine, telling her it was all over. He felt her whole body shudder- but not from cold. Her breaths came out in short-quick frantic gasps as she wailed into his chest.

While he was comforting her, one ambitious B-rank hunter decided to be a hero.

His mouth began to chant an incantation. Immediately, swirl of icy blue light began to form before him. The icy blue crystal began to spark into life- taking shape as his tone ascended in rising octaves.

The words were still his mouth when Nexus' forefinger moved slightly.

At once, the sword lunged right at the man- glistening like a shooting star as its blade cruised through the void.

The four B-rank mages seemed to have experience in fighting in formation. Immediately, they responded as one. Their arms stretched out together before them, they joined the forefingers and thumbs on both their hands, forming triangles in the process.

Chanting as one, a powerful protective barrier appeared.

Over and around them, the globe-like barrier arched over their heads, shimmering with the translucent shine of a water bubble.