Chapter 24: Poison is His Way

Chapter 24: Poison is His Way

The second phase of the battle against Drought begins!

Zeth and Drought charge toward each other, trading punches, each landing hits to the other’s face, chest, and arms.

After tiring of the back-and-forth, Zeth jumps back to gain some distance and readies his Star Shine Blast while Drought readies his own magic attack.

Zeth shouts, “Star Shine Blast!” at the same time Drought yells, “Poison Wave!”

Drought’s attack is a horizontal wave of a purple poison liquid. The two attacks collide and cancel each other out.

Zeth jumps in the air with a magic aura covering his fist, trying to slam into Drought with it, but Drought jumps back to dodge.

“Too slow!” Drought mocks.

Zeth runs at him again, his eyes narrowing from the insult, trying to swipe-kick him. However, Drought successfully blocks with his arms, stopping Zeth’s kick.

“Too weak!” Drought mocks again.

“Shut up!” Zeth roars as he tries another swiping kick with his other foot, but misses.

Drought slams his fist into the side of Zeth’s head, sending him flying to the left, but he quickly regains his footing before he crashes into an ancient stone relic.

Focusing on Drought, Zeth starts rapidly clenching and unclenching his hands, while Drought watches with curiosity, thinking to himself, “Such strange movements. What kind of attack would need such a set-up?”

Still watching, Emily stares at Zeth, confused. “What is he doing?”

“Perhaps trying to make himself harder to predict?” Kurt suggests.

Soon, there are many tiny stars in Zeth’s hands.

“Take this!” Zeth yells as he throws the small stars, all of which spread out like shotgun fire. Very few actually go exactly where Drought is standing, easily allowing him to dodge by ducking.

“What was that?” Drought says with a smirk.

Zeth smirks back. “You’re about to find out.”

The small stars all detonate in a rapid series of tiny explosions, catching not only Drought but also a lot of the ancient architecture in the blasts, destroying them.

Zeth disappears into the cloud of smoke caused by the explosions.

Already in the cloud of smoke but mostly unharmed, Drought coughs, glancing around on alert. “Where is he?!”

With low visibility, Zeth suddenly appears in close range with a pole in hand, broken off from the explosions, and he violently slams it against Drought’s left arm. The pole breaks upon contact but Drought screams in pain as he grips his left arm with his right hand.

“You insolent human! How dare you disgrace me with pain like this! You’ve made the grave mistake of angering a poison demon!!”

“I’ve had enough of your arrogant ass!”

Zeth kicks Drought straight in his chest before he can react. Zeth continues his attack with a painful gut punch and then follows that with a swiping kick, knocking him away.

In pain, Drought slumps against some ruined ancient architecture, mostly crumbling stone tables, desks, and poles.

Fully determined, Zeth starts walking toward him, ready to finish him off.

“This is it for you. I’m putting a stop to your scheme.”

Drought sits up, gritting his teeth in anger. “No, it’s not,” he says with a low growl.

A purple poison aura surrounds him, so vile that it destroys the ancient desk behind him. Not finished yet, Drought gets up and charges at Zeth, trying to punch him twice, but Zeth easily dodges.

Zeth stops his attack with a gut punch, causing Drought to cough, and slams his elbow down on him, knocking him back down to the ground.

“It’s finished,” Zeth states firmly.

Drought growls, becoming frustrated. “You’ve left me no choice then. I must use the Poison Mist. You will see why poison is my way.”

Zeth gains the upper hand but what is the Poison Mist that Drought has up his sleeve? The third phase of the battle shall begin!

Chapter 24 END

To be Continued in Chapter 25: Poison Mist