"You, a mere human, wish to destroy me? Do you not understand the impossibility of your plan? The futility of your actions? You will die here and no one will come for you. Your human allies are already dead and there is no one left but we Anima."
Mark seemed to have appeared in the middle of a conversation between the two combatants. The Anima was one of those who could talk, and Mark immediately knew that this one was more intelligent than the other talking anima just because of how refined its speech seemed to be. It could speak in almost perfect English. How did it even learn that?
"Ah, fuck it. I'm going to die anyway so I might as well die fighting. I'm going to kill you even if it kills me in the process. Although, I really wish it doesn't."
Meta rolled his shoulders tiredly as he said this and he got back into a fighting stance. There was a nonchalant air around Meta that made it seem like he was not interested in anything at all. Meta just wanted to get this fight over with quickly so he could leave.
"There is only one superhuman who may pose a threat to our race, and you are not him. You are no KING. Shall we make a deal, human? Promise to bring me the human known as KING and I shall permit you to leave this place alive. He is on this island, I am sure of it. Bring him to me and your life is yours."
Meta's brow furrowed as he heard the name of the first superhuman. What the hell was the anima talking about? Didn't it know that KING was already dead?
The way that Anima spoke about KING was too familiar. It almost sounded like the anima was a hundred percent sure that KING was alive. But that couldn't be possible. Every superhuman has heard about KING and the battle he fought against the first Armageddon.
It is one of the first things you learn once you become a superhuman and it is one of the only reasons why many of them were even superhumans in the first place. KING motivated them to put their lives on the line for those who couldn't fight for themselves.
They all saw how destructive the fight between KING and the Armageddon was and they knew that KING died in that battle. There is no way KING would survive against something like that.
"Stop talking nonsense."
Arit.
Her eyes were closed and it looked like she was sleeping peacefully. There was a strange liquid inside the pod that covered her entire body and only allowed her face to be visible. The mere sight of her made an uncontrollable surge of anger rise inside of Mark as he saw the condition that she was in. He wanted to kill something.
Mark raised his fist up to break the pod, but he heard the anima talk from behind him.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. There are many complications that could arise from stopping the metamorphosis before it is completed. Your mate is in a place between life and death right now, and stopping the process can plunge her towards death immediately. You wouldn't want that, would you, KING?"
Mark's hand paused in the air as he heard what the Anima said. He immediately thought that he should not trust a fucking ant. What if the ant was lying and it was only saying all this so that Mark would not take Arit out of there?
But there was also the chance that it was telling the truth.
Mark needed to know for sure and the only way to do that was to get someone knowledgeable about this stuff to this island so they could take a look at the pod and make sure that Arit was not at risk of getting killed if he opened it. He needed Pat.
But first, he was going to deal with this fucking ant.
Mark began to walk towards the ant with a deep glare on his face. When he spoke, it sent a shiver down Meta's spine from the sheer hatred he could hear within Mark's voice.
"I don't know what sort of plan you have for me that made you take her, but I promise you that it will be the last mistake you ever make. I will eviscerate you, tear you to pieces, and scatter your parts into the forest for your brothers to eat."