Nightmare Mode Chapter 6.2

Game

Thoughts

“Talking”

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“Go!” Gray shouted. Seako’s hand shot up and fired a Ki blast, which flew directly toward Gray. He swiped up his sword, slashing the blast in half. The blast swirled inward toward his blade, flowing into it. Gray stabilized his sword, then pointed it toward the rock building a few feet from him. The blast of energy shot out, completely obliterating the building. A pile of rocks and dust was all that remained.

“That was so cool! I fucking love this sword.” Gray grinned, staring down at the blade in his hand.

“Enjoying your new toy?” Saeko asked with a smirk.

“Duh. This sword is awesome. The only way it would be cooler is if it didn’t look so lame. Too bad… Oh, wait, it looks sick when I pump Ki into it.” Gray said as he matched Saeko’s smirk. Saeko hummed, turning and walking away from him.

“As fun as it’s been watching you play with your new sword for the past few hours, we really should go find Kolra, right? Either that or you go get some rest if you’re still not feeling 100% yet.” Saeko called over her shoulder.

“Yeah, you’re right,” Gray sighed, leaning the sword lazily on his shoulder as he walked behind Saeko, “I’m not fully healed yet, but I’m close enough. He’ll have trouble finding Asia, Tamari, and Celia without his scouter, but I still don’t want to give him too much time to search.”

They’d been experimenting with his new sword for the last couple of hours as Gray slowly recovered HP and Ki, but he couldn’t take too much time to rest.

Gray closed his eyes as he focused on expanding his senses, looking for any sign of Tamari, Asia, Celia, or Korla.

A lot of weak power levels… more weak power levels… even more weak power levels… there you are!

Gray’s eyes shot open as he sensed a mass of disappearing power levels. There was a large collection of weak energy signals in one place, a much bigger collection than the little villages he and Saeko had been walking through, but they were disappearing rapidly. There was a battle, or more likely a massacre, taking place.

If someone’s massacring a city of dwarves, odds are it’s Korla or someone on my team.

“I found someone. Follow me. There’s no need to rush since whoever we’re heading towards is killing off a city of dwarves at the moment. If it’s Korla, he’ll wear himself down a bit and I’ll have time to recover more. If it’s someone on my team, then there’s no point in rushing. They’ll be fine against a few dwarves.” Gray said, walking swiftly through a tunnel in the direction of the power levels. Saeko nodded silently and fell into step beside him.

They walked in comfortable silence for a moment, before Saeko’s voice rang through the tunnel, “Why do you keep doing that?”

“Don’t worry about it,” Gray responded as he robotically pushed the sword out in front of him, then to his side, then into the air above him, then behind him, continuously pushing the sword into the air.

I’m hoping if I try this enough times then the sword will eventually go into my inventory. I’d really like an inventory skill.

Luckily for him, Saeko didn’t seem keen to dig any further, and they continued walking in silence. Gray continued trying to unlock the inventory skill until his head jerked up as they got closer to their destination.

The large power is clearly Kolra, but there are two other large ones as well. Not even close to Kolra’s, but much stronger than any dwarves I’ve seen. Maybe they’re guards? The king? Or…

“Change of plan. Pick up the pace.” Gray said as he shot forward, breaking into a sprint as he sped through the tunnel toward the collection of power levels. Saeko didn’t respond, but he sensed her running closely behind him.

Those power levels better not be yours, Asia, Tamari.

They sprinted at near-full speed, and a few minutes later they reached their destination. Gray glanced up at the large over-bearing door, which was less of a door and more of a giant hole in a rock wall, that led into a giant cavern. The ceiling was hundreds of feet in the air, and there were hundreds of buildings, all made of rock, towering into the sky. Some were damaged, with smoke coming out of the side. At the far back of the city stood a looming castle.

However, the most noticeable aspect of the large cavern was the bodies strewn across the ground. Everywhere Gray looked there were corpses. He flew over the city toward the large power level deep within it, eyes glancing over the dwarven corpses that littered the street. Saeko followed closely behind him. He rapidly approached the castle and didn’t bother looking for the door, instead opting to launch a Ki blast into the front wall and fly through it.

Inside was a sight he didn’t expect. Kolra was standing confidently in the middle of the large throne room, a swarm of dwarves in full-plated armor, along with a pile of corpses, were scattered around him. A bloodied corpse was sitting on the elaborate golden throne, the crown sitting on his caved-in head being the only feature that allowed Gray to recognize the corpse as the king.

Most importantly, an out-of-breath Asia was holding a spinning green blade on the top of her hand from behind a line of dwarven guards, Tamari’s slumped over body leaning against the wall next to her. Celia was nowhere to be seen. Gray inwardly sighed in relief as he quickly scanned Tamari’s body, seeing that she still had some HP remaining.

“I didn’t think I’d ever see you again,” Kolra mused, turning his attention completely away from the dwarves surrounding him and looking at Gray, “You survived. Impressive.”

“Of course I did. I told you I’d kill you, didn’t I? I won’t die before Ken is avenged.” Gray said confidently, floating down and landing on the ground. The circle of dwarven guards parted slightly to give an open path between him and Kolra.

“Gray!” Asia shouted excitedly, waving a hand at him. He smiled gently at her, then locked his gaze back on Kolra as Saeko landed next to him.

“You… you look familiar. You’re one of those dwarves I killed, right? Or, almost killed, I guess. I remember thinking you were a strange-looking dwarf.” Kolra said as he regarded Saeko.

“I’m not a dwarf, but I appreciate you remembering me,” Saeko said with a cold smile, unsheathing her sword. Kolra sighed as he saw her prepare for battle.

“I let you live because I respected your warrior spirit, but I won’t do so again. It would’ve been better if you’d died back there. I ignored how disgracefully you asked those other warriors for help last time, but requesting help from a dwarf is where I draw the line. You have no pride as a Saiyan, and you will die without honor.” Kolra said, directing a disgusted look at Gray and Saeko.

“You seem to have the wrong idea, so I’ll clear it up for you. I don’t need her help, or anyone's help dealing with you,” Gray said as his eyes narrowed at Kolra.

“Saeko, make sure Asia and Tamari are safe. As for the rest of you, if you value your life, then I suggest you stay out of this,” Gray growled as he gave a cold look to the surrounding dwarven guards. His look worked, as they stepped back hesitantly and gave him and Kolra space to fight. Saeko nodded at his words and appeared by Asia’s side a moment later.

“Hm, I’m glad to see that you have some pride. Still, using a sword, especially one that looks so pathetic? I respected our previous clash, but I misjudged you.” Kolra said, smirking slightly as he stared down Gray.

“Don’t get the wrong idea. I don’t care what you think,” Gray stepped forward, his right hand grabbing the bandages wrapped around his chest and ripping them off in one pull. He dropped them on the ground next to him, his still-bruised chest exposed. He dropped the sword on the floor next to him, kicking it across the ground toward Saeko.

“I don’t want anyone's help, and I don’t need a sword, but not because of something stupid like my pride,” He raised his arm, pointing directly at Kolra as he stood across from him with his arms crossed. A large blood-thirsty grin appeared on Gray’s face as he felt his heart beat faster, adrenaline rushing through his veins.

“You killed Ken, and I’m going to make sure you pay for it. You shouldn’t have let me live before, because I won’t do the same for you. I’ll tear you apart, limb by limb, until you apologize on your knees. Be prepared for the fight of your life, Kolra. It will be your last!” Gray shouted, his Ki starting to flow around his body as he readied himself for battle. His grin grew even wider as Kolra’s face changed.

Unknown to Gray, Kolra felt a feeling deep inside of him, one he’d never felt before. The fear of death loomed over Kolra’s head as he stared at Gray’s bloodthirsty grin.

However, while Gray never knew what Kolra felt, neither did Kolra. The pure excitement flowing through his body drowned out all other feelings, and Kolra responded with a large bloodthirsty grin of his own. The two battle-hungry Saiyan’s stared down each other, a singular thought shared between the two of them.

I’m gonna kill you.

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