To Save the Unknown World by Gordon J

Author:Gordon, J.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Axion Books
Published: 2020-11-14T00:00:00+00:00

Ch. 06

For several seconds Eric just stood there, the image seared into his brain. It was grotesque. Trasnin was surrounded by peaceful, innocent greenery. His still body belonged there like a gun would in a church. Trasnin himself laid down on a bed of flattened vegetation on his stomach, perfectly still, one hand extended as if he fell asleep while reaching up for something. A large, jagged, ugly wound was on his thigh, gushing blood, the injury so rough and raw that Eric could discern the pink of his flesh as it gaped open.

There was a clump of small, bright yellow flowers beside his head.

He almost threw up. The elation he felt at having survived the encounter with the monster dropped into a void in his stomach, and his brain just flat out blanked. But then Trasnin groaned—a small weak sound, like a kicked dog—and relief flooded into Eric so hard that his knees became weak again.

Alive. He's still alive.

The horrified young man exploded into motion. He took off his ragged shirt and without hesitation tore it into strips, which he bandaged tightly around the wound, having to awkwardly navigate around the older man's prone body. The measly cloth immediately blossomed red. His fingers were trembling.

Old Hunter was about the heaviest thing he has ever remembered carrying, straining all of his body to heave the man on to his shoulder. He huffed as he took a step. The beastman was heavy. He smelled vaguely like a mixture of a comfortable, canine scent and man. That was enough to motivate him as he took another single step.

He paused, already beginning to pant. Trasnin would need a change of bandages, and now he didn't have a serviceable shirt. Their group had just lost their primary source of food, and their efforts in the immediate next few days would undoubtedly focus on caring for Trasnin. They might be able to survive on roots and herbs, but the incapacitated man himself would need the most nutrition that his body could get in order to heal as fast as possible. And he is also primarily a carnivore. In other words, they needed the meat. But would he be able to do it?

He had to do it.

Eric went back for the deer.

It was about the most difficult thing that he has ever done, physically. There's something about the weight of a man when the man is dying as you carried him—Eric almost believed he could feel the beastman grow steadily lighter. But with a deep grunt of exertion he was able to pick up the deer and drag it with his left hand even as his right secured Trasnin on his shoulder. His muscles were already beginning to ache. Their campsite was at least an hour's walk away. He began to take step after step, after step.

* * *

"I could tell you were able to direct your magic at the stack, but you failed to ignite it. I told you, fire might look like an explosion, but it doesn't feel like one.

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