King Of Limbo

All four Drakar frowned simultaneously at Aron's words, taking them as a clear insult. However, none of them acted brashly as they were surprised still that he could even communicate with them, fluently at that.

Amarr, Mikaa and Rorguvv all turned their attention to Lorserv, although they didn't have a formal leader among them, he came close and thus the expectations of how to handle the matter fell onto him.

'Now they want me to lead… cowards.' He gave all three a disappointed glance for a moment before turning his attention to Aron.

Although Aron's armor hid most of his body, with the exception of the left forearm that was missing a gauntlet, Lorserv and the others had already concluded he was tulsa.

"You call us lowly hybrids. Do you see yourself as higher? We have the bulk of your people as our captives, they are nothing but lowly creatures." Lorserv spoke slowly and calmly, clearly showing his disgust towards the tulsa as a whole while also aiming to provoke Aron.

However, he only chuckled at the words, as if amused, before replying. "You call them that, yet your reason for capturing them was to breed. What does that make you? Pathetic, that's what. But I didn't come here to chat idly, I only have question I need the answer to. Will you fight? Or will you surrender?"

Aron was never one to waste time chatting with opponents so he made his intentions clear from the start and presented them only two options.

This both angered and concerned them. Anger from his audacity and concern if whether or not he was actually capable of going through with his words.

Aron could see their doubt and a nice subtle scent of fear also began to emanate from them.

They were nervous, good. Psychology always played a part in battles, even if most didn't know it. The simple act of intimidation could cause opponents to fight less confidently or to make fatal mistakes.

Such advantages were always by Aron. However, Lorserv still wasn't convinced by words alone, so he chose to make an intimidating threat of his own.

"Come then, if you think you alone can handle us…" He showed an eerie smile as he said this.

In his mind, he believed that if Aron were truly capable of putting them in their place alone, he would have done so already. So Lorserv chose to call what he felt was his bluff.

At that point, the others arrived from the tunnel path and caused the already worried looking four to show even greater concern.

Rose and Evanora stood to his right while Jagu to his left, Jin had remained a bit further behind in a shroud of mist, looking after the unconscious Victoria, Mrah, Khalel and also being ready to cover a retreat should it be needed.

"I'll be taking the grey scaled male." Aron said only this before letting his fluctuations run wild within the dwelling, which now had a thin light blue mist emanating all over.

"!!"

All four felt their instincts warn them of the danger that was now present, but it was too late… and Aron acted.

In a quick burst of speed, he launched from his position to there's in what felt like the blink of an eye. His target? Lorserv.

Although he was quick, they had sharp reflexes and all reacted to the sudden burst.

But with only a small margin to make a choice, Lorserv, the target was forced to just cross his arms over his chest and protect himself.

Boom! ~

A sharp echo burst throughout once the two made collision. The other Drakar had already been in the process of retreat when the gust of wind formed from the collision forced them back even more.

"Gah!"

Perhaps for the first time in a while, Lorserv felt pain. His hands trembled and bones creaked, he couldn't believe the absurd strength behind that single punch as he was sent back a few meters

Aron wasn't happy that it only did this, especially at the cost of denting his right gauntlet more than  it already was. "Tsk, you're sturdier than you look."

It wasn't only Lorserv but the others as well who were surprised by that freakish display. Mikaa was especially demoralized and chose to retreat from the scene while the others got targeted.

'Dammit, I need to get away-!!'

As he was fleeing upward, he suddenly felt a sharp pain as a powerful push forced him out of the air and toward the ground.

"What the…" He stood up quickly and surprised at what happened, looking all around but seeing nothing, except for one of the female tulsa looking his way with her hands extended. It was Rose, who had just used her scouter to force Mikaa down.

But it wasn't only him who pondered escape. Rorguvv had also thought of doing this but he was the target of Jagu, who also used a burst of speed to close the distance before the wingless Drakar could escape at one of the many ground paths.

"Dammit! Let me be!" He growled towards the approaching Jagu but his words were of course not understood.

Jagu merely growled back and closed his right hand into a fist while striking with the claws on his left.

"Ahh!"

Rorguvv had made the mistake of defending his chest when in actuality, Jagu aimed for his face and just misdirected him.

The hit was clean and resulted in five large bloody wounds on Rorguvv's face. But as if that weren't enough, the fist Jagu had held back came flying in while Rorguvv's mind was in a state of disarray and panic.

Another clean hit was the result and Rorguvv fell pitifully to the ground. His injuries from Victoria were still fresh so he was simply the punching dummy for Jagu now.

"Amarr! Help me!" he cried, but she too was in the midst of escaping when she encountered her on fair share of trouble.

"Evanora commands you to stop! Evanora commands it to rain!"

As Amarr was in the midst of retreat, two simple commands were cast her way. Since she couldn't understand them, she just ignored them, until she found she could no longer move…

Even her head could not be turned, so she glanced to the side through the corner of her eye and spotted an odd looking tulsa staring at her… while sitting down cross legged and comfortably.

'What is the meaning of-.' "Ahhh!!" Before she could even try to comprehend her situation, numerous sharp spikes rained down and began piercing the weakest parts of her body, making her feel unimaginable pain.

The sight of this caused Lorserv to also frown as Aron slowly began to close the distance. He purposefully didn't use a burst of speed because he wanted Lorserv to see the others in helpless situations.

Mikaa was getting hit constantly by extremely fast objects he couldn't even make out. Lady Rose only aimed for the spots without scales so each hit was critical and painful.

Before long, Mikaa crouched down and tried to create a shield around himself using his wings, but they too were torn through in no time.

As for Amarr, Lorserv found her to be perhaps the most pitiful. By means even he couldn't understand, she was incapable of moving and had to suffer as numerous spear like objects impaled her all over.

Her life almost ended the quickest had Evanora not stopped when all her limbs got impaled.

Lastly, Rorguvv suffered largely because of his wounds.

He couldn't even properly fight back as Jagu pummeled him nonstop. It soon reached a point where the pitiful Drakar could no longer take it.

"I yield! I yield!"

Sadly, even if he begged, Jagu didn't understand. All he heard was growling which he assumed to be insults, causing him to beat Rorguvv even more.

All the pent-up rage Jagu had from feeling inferior in Limbo, he released on Rorguvv.

It had been far too long since he overwhelmed an opponent in such a way, that only fear could be seen in their eyes.

In comparison to all this happening, Lorserv found the introductory attack he received to be pale in comparison.

At that time, Aron felt Lorserv's spirits were shaken enough. Even if he still desired to fight, it was clear in his mind that only a loss awaited him.

What person or being would give their all, knowing it would lead to the same end? Very few, and Lorserv wasn't among them.

Rather than even try to escape and or run away, he just stayed seated upright on the ground and didn't even stand. He kept his head lowered as if ready to receive his death.

As Aron's footsteps drew nearer, he had only regret, regret that he had foolishly believed himself to be the apex for so long.

Instead, he and the others lived comfortably with their meager power, not even expanding upon it or training themselves to fight. All this regret came crushing down.

As Aron finally stopped, he looked down at the Drakar as if deciding his fate. At that time Rose asked. "Shall we end them then?"

Everyone was clearly done with their meager opponents so all that was left was to decide on their fate.

Arias wanted to weigh the many pros and cons before making a decision but he chose not to. He once again chose to rely on instinct, which lead him to turn towards Rose and reply.

"No, they'll make for fine experiments. Aren't you curious as to what a live golem is like?"

Rose showed a mild smile upon hearing this and recalled her scouters.

"You had me at experiments."