06-05-2015, 12:10 AM
"Stay inside. I'll take care of this." Eltiask knew the sinister grin on his face wasn't something to be proud of. He knew as well the darkness dancing in his eyes was something terrifying for anyone who witnessed it, but at that precise moment he didn't care at all. The car was moving lazily, slowly enough for him to calculate the distance and the amount of strength he was going to need to land right in front of it. "This will be fun," the hunter spoke roughly, mirroring the demons swirling in his mind and whispering unspeakable horrors.
Taking a deep breath, Eltiask leaped forward into the air, allowing himself to fall freely before landing soundly on the forest's ground, a few feet in from of the car. He heard the high-pitched screech of the car's brakes go off instantly, and while he waited for the dust to clear, he stood up and held his knife in his left hand tightly. The hunter was quite cautious to stand up as tall as he was, allowing his massive frame of 6'7" shadow the sunlight filtering through to leaves. Frowning, he began walking steadily towards the car. As he did so, both men stepped down of the car. He vagely heard them shout something, though he totally ignored it. After that, they took out pistols and aimed right at him. "Heh..." He stopped for a brief second before resuming his way, walking more slowly towards them. That was then he heard the first gunshot. He felt it as well. The impact made him stagger slightly backwards, though he totally ignored it. Then, a second gunshot and impact. His lips curved into a sinister smile as he focused on his targets. First, he would take down the man on his right, mainly by either yugular dissection or simply knocking him down momentarily. Secondly, the man on his left was going to meet his knife's blade right on his chest. Having decided his strategy, Eltiask dashed forward dlindingly fast, dodging two more bullets as he made his way to the first man. As expected, he knocked him down with a single hit of his knife's pommel on the back of his head. The man's body fell down with a loud thud, and while his companion stared at the body terrified, the hunter moved abnormally fast over the car to lock his arms around his neck. That was when he smelled it: fear. He inhaled deeply, feeling the adrenaline pump through his blood and giving him the rush he needed to finish off his target. "Never forget who took your life," he whispered angrily at the man's ear as he cut deeply over the man's neck. Blood flowed freely from the wound, to which the hunter reacted by letting the body fall down on the ground. He returned to the first man and took his limp body away from the car, heading deeper into the forest for some questioning.
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