Book 2: Chapter 14.3: Fractured Interview Part III

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Book 2: Chapter 14.3: Fractured Interview Part III

Scarlet

I quickly rush all of the people in the room to the bunker which quite fortunately is in this very room. Probably because its one of the most worked in rooms in the floor, seeing as its the set.

After doing that and locking the door, I quickly make my way to the door leading to the hallway. Only to stiffen up when I see a demon on the other side of the slightly cracked open door.

|Demon Fomorian Subspecies: N/A Level 102|

Oh shit.

I spin around, placing my back to the wall while hoping against hope that the demon didnt see me.

Are you fucking kidding me? This is a Class II Fracture?!

The demons footsteps stop right outside the door, leaving me just hearing its heavy breathing. Demon fomorians are kind of like the spawn of a Class I Fracture in a way but are also just a tiny bit more intelligent than them, even if they arent full on sapient or able to speak still. So they arent just rabid beasts running around killing everything they see. More like a hunter going around its territory instead.

Theyre also bipedal creatures, and they wear similar yet different armor to the huntsmen in Class I Fractures, what with the armor being made from that hide like substance that looks like leather. But they also have some sort of sword made out of bones as well a metal not found on Earth. One that is strong enough to cut through a Class II Guardian, much less a Class I like me.

I cough out a mouthful of blood after landing, the pain in both my side and hands too much to get up. But I still try anyways, not wanting to let it finish me off. Only for a message to appear in my vision.

[Blood Thirst Effect applied. Stack is now 1]

And immediately after seeing that, I slump back down onto the ground, my efforts abandoned.

Fuuuuuck this hurts.

I continue lying on the ground, trying very hard to ignore the pain in my side as I listen for other sounds on the floor. And I do hear what sounds like two other fomorians on the floor, each far away, fortunately.

Good thing they have such loud footsteps. Oh, and tails that drag on the ground. Those help too.

I would suggest you crawl to a room to hide in, Tar says, and I cant help but agree with him. So I begin dragging myself with my clawed arm until I reach the set room I was in before where I close the door and just collapse fully onto the ground, lying flat on my back as blood flows down my side.

Damn, this really does hurt.

Then the emergency lights go out, making me gape at them for a few seconds before barely managing to mutter, Oh shit.