She was smashed into the tree once again and bled out. She falls and is completely immobile. Gura checks her body with her aura, but the agony makes it difficult for her to focus. So she attempts to reach her purse at her waist to fetch a vial of potion to heal herself a little.
Osso strides towards her with a smile—a smile that no one wishes to see. He watched her get something from her bag as she reached out and let out a couple of vials. A red and blue vial.
She struggles to open it. He smiled and said, "Let me help." He lifted his left leg before saying, "Here." He smashed Gura's vials along with her right hand.
An intense pain sparked through her body while her hand was smashed. She tried to handle the pain, but she failed. She cried a lot until her snot came out, mixing with blood. Furthermore, she struggled to lick the liquid off the ground. She thinks, even a little, she'll feel the surging power and forget about the suffering she's enduring.
Osso laughs while seeing her effort. He bows down to grab her neck and lifts her high. She can't do anything. Gura attempted to release her aura and spread it around her neck to defend herself, but she couldn't. Now she's struggling and can't even breathe. The only thing she could do best is look at him and smile.
He, on the other hand, saw her smile and got irritated somehow, so he hit and slapped her repeatedly until blood came out. While getting beaten, she struggled to say something. Osso stopped for a moment and put his ear closer to her.
Gura whistle.
Osso raised his eyebrow. 'She tried to whistle? But why?'
*****
Three months before Gura accepted the commission. A man wearing a bird mask strolls along the food street. Because he is not with his student, Screw may act however he pleases while window-shopping among the noble people. He examined and tested each food shop he came across; all the money he had came from his students' earnings, and anything his disciples make belongs to him.
The driver of the carriage yelled, "Get out of the way." To make room for the carriage, everyone on the road shifted to the side. Screw moved aside and noticed a stunning white carriage. The bird mask man asks, "Who's in there?"
"You don't know?"
"Nope" Screw replied, shaking his head.
"Oh, he is Duke Hellene."
"Duke Hellene, huh" a devilish smile wears behind his mask.
[The system shakes its head]
[You're thinking something that's not quite good]
'I've got a plan.'
[You know how to create a plan?!]
[That's new to me.]
'Just shut up for a while; this is actually good and exciting.'
"So, sire, whose Duke Hellene is?" Screw questions the bystander. "Him? Let me tell you this lad, he is bad news." He shakes his head and grabs Screw's shoulder. He looks at him directly through his lenses. "Never ever try to go near or contact him," he taps his shoulder as a friendly warning. "Understand, young lad?" Screw forcibly nods and agrees to the old man. "Great, this is for your own good, lad, for your own good."
[Heard him?]
'Pfft, why would I listen to him?'
[Thick head]
Screw leaves and sneakily pursues the carriage until he reaches the entrance of an estate. a luxurious home in the town's core. When a guard relaxed for a while, he took a glance at the mansion and went inside. Screw is able to enter as a result. He looked around and saw that there was a guard posted or on the move, watching over the house in every nook and cranny.
After thinking for a minute, Screw decided to utilize his favorite toy. "I can't walk into the mansion if there are a lot of guards here," he thinks as he taps his plague mask. He pulled out some vials after digging around in his backpack. "This is possible," he said.
For an hour, he remained hidden and dared not move. He simply waited for a guard to pass him by. When one did, he opened the vial and let the perfume strike its target. The guard smelled a flowery scent and asked where it was coming from. He followed it and spotted a man with a bird mask crouching.
Since the drug's effects were positive, the guard disregarded Screw and what he was clutching and went about his duties. He made a stealthy advance, looking at the other guards and walking silently. "Success!" He celebrated until he arrived at what he believed to be a balcony.
He climbed the balcony using his mobility, and once there, he explored the interior. At the corner, he noticed a large artwork with a woman waiting seductively to be devoured by a wolf. A glass and a bottle of wine are on the desk's top, and there is also a little table and a solitary sofa.
He walked inside the room, grabbed the bottle, and searched for a pen and paper to take notes. He didn't turn around until he heard a disturbance behind him and saw a large shadow dog staring at him as if he were its prey.
He was beginning to feel fear as the shadow dog drew closer and closer to him. His voice breaks as the dog growls deep and menacingly, "Hey buddy, calm down."
"I need you to calm down."
"You need to calm down like a civilized man."
[You're asking a shadow wolf to be civilized?]
Upon arriving at the desk, he unscrewed the bottle and poured half of the wine onto the painting. He uses a straw to take a sip while looking at the woman in the photo. Because the painting was now wet, the image of a woman gave the impression of observing him in turn.
Screw was quite anxious, and finishing the glass did not make him feel any better. He places the empty bottle on the desk and turns to face the artwork once again before searching the room for any more signs of life.
He noticed another shadow emerge from the corner and turned to take a look. Now there's another two other shadowy, dog-like creatures. This caused him to have a new round of terror.
The dog standing next to the artwork then got up and moved over to him. 'Flock! What should I do right now?' He was thinking rapidly.
He tried to grab a weapon from his bag, but it appears that there were no weapons inside since he didn't bring any with him. "What the flock?! Where did these dogs come from?" Screw can't do anything in this situation, so he decided to just sit on the sofa. "This stuff comes straight from the horror flicks, isn't it?"
[The system agrees]
[Yes, it is, even I don't know what's flicks are]
The door suddenly opened, and a man wearing a "white tight-fitting jacket, worn again over the shirt that is buttoned or laced at the front," Screw narrated while scanning the man's appearance.
[Jerkin]
"Wait, what?"
[That's what his wearing]
The guy was shocked to see Screw speaking while seated on his sofa, flanked by three shadow wolf things. His legs began to get floppy, and he really wanted to scream. He briefly considered running, but he quickly changed his mind. The man is aware that the three shadow monsters in his chamber are faster than him.
"Oooh! Duke Hellene, what are you doing there?" Screw spoke to break the ice between them, saying, "Don't be afraid; come inside," while grinning from behind his mask.