Adventures Of A Goblin-Chapter 285 Disrespect

"Hey kid, why did you come back? Were you not listening when we said this was a restricted area".

He payed deaf ears to the warning from the guard who slowly walked up to him.

"Can't you hear what I just said".

The guard got to where he was and stretched out his hand, placing it on his shoulder to stop him from moving any closer.

"Thou shan't touch thy anointed one".

So says the voice as it reached out its hand, spreading out its palm wide, coming out from the shadow that corroded itself behind Elmon's back.

The guard instantly froze up, with a massive dose of fear sipping into him and mentally gripping a hold on his heart.

The palm covered his face before he could even get his leg to go backward, away from the palm.

"Thou shall bow before darkness itself".

The five fingers were latched onto the guard's face, partly covering his vision with his two eyes finding their way to see through the fingers.

The being pressed the five fingers to his face until marks started to show and gradually, the fingers found its way into the inner part of his skin.

Blood was slowly dripping down from the five fingers that has mashed itself into his face.

The process was sluggish, the being taking his time to make the guard feel every stimulation of his finger making a hole through his face.

The being withdrew its five fingers when it was done implanting its palm mark on the guard face, totally disfiguring it and making it unrecognizable.

The other guard that was present, watched the whole process and how his ally was too powerless to do anything to stop it from happening.

The driving force that awakened within the guard was only the instinct to run and find a way to keep himself alive, far away from the same grip that killed his partner.

There is just one problem with the guard's thought, and that involved the path for him to run to.

He is in a cave, with his behind blocked by the gate taking up the whole space.

On his left and right are walls with no way of penetrating through them.

The only entrance and exit is located in a single position, and for the guard to get there, he would have to first go through the same being that killed his partner.

He wants to live, and his instinct is still clamoring at him to get out of there, but running toward that being in an attempt to escape from it would be impossible.

The guard's strength level is roughly the same as that of his partner that was killed.

If he tries to even get himself anywhere near the being, he would end up dead before he realized what really struck him.

The guard is now at a cross road where he is forced to chose how he wants to die.

If he wants to die struggling against the being, or like how his partner did, standing still and waiting for death to come to him.

"Plea!!"

The guard was just about to get on his knees and plead the being to spare his life.

He was on the verge of doing that when he remembered what it is that he stood for, why he was appointed as the guardian of the gate.

His duty as a guard is to prepare him for situations such as this.

He would be a disappointment to all Elven kind if he were to back away now just because he is scared.

"Come at me you freak. My job is to stop forbidden being like you so come on, bring it on".

The guard yelled out as he took on a stance that showed he meant every word he had just said.

His pose was firm, decisive and ready to take down any who had the intention to walk over him and get themselves to the gate.

"Death you seek? Death you shall find".

He was rendered speechless when the voice that was supposed to have come from afar was heard right next to his ear.

The guard moved his body, turning his upper body backward in an aggressive response to the presence he had felt.

When he turned back however, he was left disappointed as a result of seeing no one lingering behind him.

At this point, the guard was starting to panic, shifting his body in several direction as fast as he could.

He has absolutely no idea what exactly it is that he is faced with, and even though he had made that threat, there is a part of him that fears for his life.

This is someone who took down his partner with just a palm pressed to the face and squashed the skull with its thumbprint left on the disfigured face as a sort of memorial of how he died.

That is the same being that he had the effontary to make baseless threats to.

"You speak with such boldness in your tone. Your mind however is far too timid to keep up with your heart".

ραпdα n?νa| сom It came at him from the back, grabbing unto his neck with the same bloodied palm that had killed his partner.

"I despise those who refuse to see the obvious difference in strength between they and their opponents".

The palm grabbing unto his neck, used it to lift his body off the ground, making his leg slightly above ground level.

"For the disrespect you have demonstrated before me, I will make certain to give you a slow, cruel death".

As it said, the being slowly applied more pressure to the grip on his neck, pressing it in but doing it in a very slow paced turtle like motion.

It promised to make the guard feel pain, and it never failed to deliver on that promise.

The guard whose neck was slowly being squeezed to death, gasped for air with his hands all stretched out and his body struggling to get itself away from the being's grip.