The Chosen who were pierced by the Master of the knight's spear attack felt a radiant heat. A warm feeling that asked nothing in return and healed them in one burst.
The target of this Healing were only the Chosen. No sinned soul felt even the slightest of change.
This burst of healing felt throughout the blood valley by every Chosen. No one was spared from its blessed warmth.
Mor is one these Chosen who felt the burst of this healing. At first, he was confused. His can't just accept something good to happen in such a bleak situation. Miracles doesn't exist in this world.
His wounds have healed form the Master of the knight's first attack. But if a creature like that can do that attack once than it can do it again.
Mor isn't sure but his main course of action should be figuring out how to separate the frozen blessing from the sinned soul. The Master of the knight had taken hold of that weapon and after that spear appeared. It had to mean that the frozen blessing is to blame for it.
If he can take it away form that creature. Its strength might plumet a little bit. He can't be sure though. A creature like that is far too unpredictable and incomprehensible.
Even if it is a gamble. He still has to do his part in taking it down. He is also pretty ecstatic about it. He can feel it too. The bloodlust.
He isn't sure where is this bloodlust within him coming from. Is it from the unknown healing he received? Well, it doesn't matter as long as he can perform unimaginable violence.
Every Chosen is feeling that bloodlust. It is foreign and came from someone else. It belongs to someone it but it is potent. The bloodlust and violence of this Chosen surpass many.
Chosen are meant for violence. It can even say that they're born for it. A Chosen can run from its fate. But that fate will always find them and force them to be in the path of violence.
Mor and all the Chosen move to attack the Master of the knight. Its terrible flesh has devoured all of the sinned souls of the mountainous soul. The threat of yesterday has died by the hands of threat of today.
Its existence didn't mean much. Perhaps, its purpose was to be devoured by the Master of the knight. Such a shame, at least it will be part of the something that has killed it and made it stronger.
The terrible flesh moves like a wall. An inferior version of the blood valley itself. But still pretty deadly.
The Chosen attacks it and try to cut through it with significant difficulty. The Master of the knight won't just let them hurt it, would it? There isn't really a proper way to hurt something as vast as this creature. It doesn't even have any organ. It is made of multiple sinned souls. All combined together in illogical manner.
The anatomy of this creature is confusing and killing it in any logically way is impossible. So, how can one kill such a creature that breaks the rules so much that its own existence doesn't make sense?
Well, tearing it apart until it dies. There is no other way to kill. That is the core of a Chosen and it has been working for now so why stop?
The Chosen attack the Master of the knight. Threaten to tears its flesh apart into billion pieces. There blessing has gained a significant boost. Even the brutality of these Chosen has gained a boost.
There is no self-preservation is their minds. They desire violence and only violence. It is a pretty easy concept to understand.
Mor moves like an immovable object through the flesh. His blessing nullifies any force that acts on his body from the outside in hopes of harming him. The flesh can't stop it with just simple attacks.
He does have to keep cautious. There are too many abnormalities that could change his march forward. The Master of the knight has seemed to notice the mere creatures. So, it becomes even more feral as the flesh is changing shape and turning itself even wilder than before.
The terrible flesh takes flight and the ground under each Chosen feet seem to quake. Mor understands that the violence is about to go even higher.
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Calus didn't know much about helping others. So, when his employer, Mor, asks him to help his soldiers. He didn't know what to even do.
His own body wasn't really in the best shape either. First, he is skinless so that hurts like hell in hell. Second, he still can feel his broken bones rattle in his body after Mor hit him to safety from the knight. He would've preferred to be carried away safely. Not being thrown to the side with a deadly hit.
He isn't sure how did he survive that man's attack. He should thank his bones for protecting him. He loves his bones.
Third, he had to contain that larger spear. He used all of his strength to keep on from going away. His bones feel tired, his muscles feel tired and even his head is feeling tired now. But still there is no rest in hell.
He reaches the soldiers. But as he reaches them. He encounters that odd healing. Cause of that healing, he feels quite good. His bones have been healed and he isn't bleeding anymore.
It was a confusing encounter.
Lucky for him though, the guideless Chosen under Mor also received that healing and even managed to escape from that spear. He isn't sure how lucky he is for encountering such a thing. These things never happen to him in the daily basis.
But he also feels like he is getting the short hand of the stick. Like why didn't his skin isn't also healed up? Why only his bones? He also wants his skin back. So, maybe he isn't that lucky.
Later, he also takes part in fighting the Master of the knight with the other guideless Chosen. He could've escaped. But one of these guideless Chosen's blessing contains his movements. So, he can't do that.
It doesn't matter as long as he gets to kill and tear things apart. Strangely enough he is feeling quite a bit of bloodlust all of a sudden. Perhaps, that is the stress of not having skin on him. He misses his skin so much.
He had hoped that nothing can go wrong any further. But he was wrong cause the ground started to shake and take flight into the air.
His first thought was that the entire blood valley is being lifted upwards. But with some thought he come to realize that every is on the flesh of the Master of the knight.
He isn't sure when or how did that sinned soul managed to slip its flesh throughout the blood valley. Does it not feel uncomfortable cause of the boiling blood? It doesn't really matter.
But he can't help but curse his twisted tongue. He is so tired of everything going wrong in his life. He is fortuneless Chosen but that doesn't mean everything has to move go his disaster.
He can complain again and again. But it isn't going to change much. He just has to keep going even if he is skinless. Or tired half to death. He was also once a half dead puppet of that Woman.
'That bitch…'
Whenever he thinks about her it makes him so angry. He was tortured by her and she is the one who is responsible for his lack of skin.
If he has a wish for one thing to go his way. Then he wants Midori to die a terrible death. The worst of the worst deaths.
Strangely enough, his wish did come true. Or already had come true. Midori did die a pretty brutal death. Bad for Midori. Good for Calus.