Twilight of a Hybrid
of dark red. His claws and horns grown slightly longer. His body was more looking more dragon than human.Then Vaeludar soared higher in the sky and took the fight to the flying enemies. He came across more than a dozen Banshees, whispering to him of the thoughts he never wants to near. But the great anger his mind was swelling with was blocking their whispers and made it easy for him to slay down the hooded creatures that would dare fight with unneeded voices than with strength from their muscles. The dead Banshees learned too late that trying to talk to this hybrid was never going to work; their power work of full bodied humans but how with hybrids that are half human.
After dealing with several of the hooded creatures that wish to cover their faces from their victims, Vaeludar headed back to the city. He headed toward the lower city’s levels where he saw hundreds of guards having difficulty in dealing with the evil creatures. He crash landed and piled on top of Manticores ready to strike at the soldiers, and he blew an icy, chilly wind at a trio of Cyclopes, turning them into ice sculptures. Then Vaeludar had seen two of his traveling companions: the twin sprinters Wasso and Monico.
The twin sprinters looked confused of Vaeludar’s sudden change of appearance. However, they nodded their heads in appreciation for the hybrid for saving their lives.
Vaeludar had sprung again and went to a higher level above the level he saw Wasso and Monico at. He touched down and saw another of his traveling companions: Gurro. The big and tall and muscular man was taking on several Black Dogs singlehandedly. Right behind the dogs were a dozen Basilisks and two tall Minotaurs ready to have their turn with the big man, after he would tucker out from the mean dogs. Vaeludar couldn’t have his old companion die at these monsters’ hands, and charged with a great speed.
Vaeludar whiplashed the Basilisks with his tail and wings. One of the chicken-headed creatures made its eyes glow, trying to turn the hybrid to stone. Vaeludar was immune to this power to it to the creature in return, turning the Basilisk to stone.
After the chicken-head-snake creatures were annihilated, Vaeludar flexed his eyes upon two Minotaurs, bearing the likeness of the first Minotaur he killed with his bare hands. Vaeludar placed the sword onto his back and went to go do a fist fight with the Minotaur duo.
The two Minotaurs saw Vaeludar running toward them. They shifted their prowling eyes away from Galvin and went to fight the lone hybrid creature. The Minotaur waved their heavy weapons toward Vaeludar who thinned the weapons with his skin and wings, which sustained no damage as always.
Vaeludar smiled vilely and punched the two legged bulls on their heads, apparently crushing their brains within their skulls with great ease. The strength he was empowered by the single armor had really helped and with the great strength from one armor, Vaeludar sent the bulls across the platform and toward piles of rubble.
Before he could turn to see Gurro, Vaeludar heard screaming of children coming behind him. There was a crowd of a dozen children covered in dust and their faces plastered with moldy mud. Above the young crowd, a long figure with wielding two daggers was cutting apart a large section of a cracked boulder, planning to crush the children. Vaeludar was horrified at this site and immediately reacted quickly and come to their safety. What even horrified him more was the figure was the Piper; Vaeludar recognized the scar across the Piper’s face: the scar Vaeludar himself placed on his rival’s face.
The Piper stabbed across the stones and within several stabs, lots of stony debris fell upon the children.
Vaeludar growled furiously and ran toward the children’s aid. Vaeludar stopped in front of the eyes of the terrified children and blew a warm air that turned the falling debris to a rain of falling dust. Then Vaeludar clapped his hands together and sent out a wind gush toward the Piper who jumped across Vaeludar’s head.
Vaeludar saw the Piper landing on a pile of rubble. Vaeludar was angry at the Piper not for just trying flute away children; the Piper now tried to kill them. Since the witches were dead, the Piper was now on his own freewill and didn’t seem to be siding with the Shadow King. This choice must have been an act of revenge of what Vaeludar did to the Piper’s purpose in life.
From Vaeludar’s perspective, the Piper’s main goal and purpose for living was to serve the will the witches.
With the witches dead and no other master, the Piper was a free menace and instead of fluting young life away from their parents, he was now trying to kill them and Vaeludar had to put a stop of the Piper’s complete madness.
The Piper wielded twin daggers in his two hands. He skillfully showed off his knife skills. The Piper was swinging the daggers with his mere fingers, without cutting off any his fingers or any fingernails. His eyes gazed at Vaeludar’s eyes, without taking a blink or look at what his fingers were doing. It was like he had many ghosts swirling in his mind and body.
Vaeludar puffed at the sight of his longest rival and drew out his sword. Vaeludar has experience in dealing with the Piper and seemed to be more skilled than the hybrid when it came to blades. Vaeludar seemed to have more strength and muscle while the Piper had more flexible and speed. Both knew each other’s skills and battle tactics, and both knew each other the longest, when it came to knowing your enemies.
Both seemed to be at odds. But for the Piper, it would be a self-serving death sentence; Vaeludar still had the armor-like skin that no weapon could penetrate. Still the idea hadn’t brought fear to the Piper’s mind, for he had strong self-determination that Vaeludar’s skin was penetrable