Rexus_Side Quest by Dakota Krout

Author:Dakota Krout [Krout, Dakota]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mountaindale Press
Published: 2018-12-31T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Jaxon coughed and sprayed a mix of blood and phlegm onto the floor. He was down to three opponents, but each of them was moving so quickly that he was having a hard time keeping up with dodging their attacks, let alone making any of his own. Frankly, he was nervous that defeating any more of them would cause the others to be able to tear him to shreds with ease.

The best-case scenario would be to defeat all of them at the same time with some tricky maneuver, some clever plan, but he had nothing. Joe was the one who could make a sly plan come together; Jaxon was the sort of person who damaged his opponents until they stopped moving. Wait... stop them from moving?

With all the force he could muster, Jaxon activated intimidation. "Stop right there, criminal scum!"

He chose those words because they reminded him of a game he had played in the past, where this phrase had been one to inspire fear and an ‘oh dang’ moment. Just as he had hoped, for a bare second, his powerful intimidation effect caused the three cats to stop and flinch. Using every last drop of his stamina, Jaxon swung with his right hand, his left, and his right again. The first two attacks generated instant death for his targets, but the third and final enemy was so powerfully enhanced that it was able to dodge as if Jaxon were moving in slow motion.

His final opponent's manacle snapped, and the chain that had bound it vanished into motes of light. From that point forward, Jaxon had a hard time following what was happening. Although his dexterity would allow him to dodge every attack if he could see it coming, his perception was simply not up to the task. The demi-human tore open Jaxon's left thigh, then ran to the wall and used it as a springboard to get onto his other side. Razor sharp claws dug into Jaxon's right rib cage, only the bones stopping his lung from being punctured. Jaxon had forty-six health remaining at this point and had no illusions that he would be winning this fight, let alone the next one he would need to face.

Why was he not already dead? His oxygen-starved brain tried to answer the simple question, knowing that it would have significant bearing on this fight. He remembered in the past how he would watch cats play with their kills and realized that was exactly what was happening. The only way to win, or at least to defeat his opponent, was to make the fight no longer fun. Jaxon slid to the ground bonelessly, doing his best to play dead. The Cat Man stopped and sighed, as if it was genetically forced to do so, and sauntered over to complete its kill.

It reached down and grabbed Jaxon by the neck, pulling him upright and beginning to squeeze. Jaxon smacked at its wrist uselessly, already fighting for air. This caused a grin to appear on the Cat Man’s face, and it let out a slow, pleased chuckle.

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