Rise of the Blood Sovereign

Chapter 17: Being Ambushed

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A spear zoomed past two trees before lodging itself deep into the body of a wolf that had been running away from Lyle.

Three wolves were lying on the ground around Lyle as he panted heavily. His clothes were ripped apart and there were multiple wounds that could be seen on his body. Cuts, bruises, bite marks…

Not all were from this group of wolves, of course. He had already fought against multiple groups of monsters before them. One was a group of Toskars he had come across after making his way to the river. The monsters were eating the body of a deer right next to the river and Lyle used that to his advantage and managed to kill the monsters without much trouble.

The trouble came after more Toskars suddenly came out of the river and attacked him. Lyle had to fight off multiple monsters that this time had ambushed him.

He also fought against a group of goblins that he had come across. Seeing the goblins came as a shock to Lyle as he knew for a fact that such monsters didn't exist in the forest, at least not this close to the city.

Goblins, although very weak monsters, bred incredibly quickly and if left alone, they would increase their numbers before you could guess it. They used human women, elves, and other females of other species in order to copulate.

They could also copulate amongst themselves, but goblins generally disliked doing such things for two reasons.

The first reason was the attraction. Goblins had similar tastes as humans did, they disliked the physical looks of the female goblins and they only copulated with them when there was no other choice.

The second reason was because of the strength of the offspring. Generally, when a goblin produces an offspring with a human or elf female, the offspring turns out to be more powerful than the parent.

If the female in question was much stronger than the goblin, then the offspring had a chance to be born as an evolved goblin, becoming a hobgoblin straight away, or another higher species of goblin.

Because of that, any time goblins were spotted near cities or villages, the adventurers guild, or the city guards and soldiers would quickly go to exterminate them.

Since goblins were weak, exterminating them was relatively easy. One only needed to watch out and not get surrounded by much larger numbers, and they would be fine.

The goblins were small, they were about 1 meter tall and were generally a bit stronger than 10-year-old children, but much more agile and faster.

Dealing with one or two was easy, but goblins usually moved in groups, the one Lyle had come across was a group of 5 goblins.

Lyle had to think hard about whether he wanted to fight them or not, goblins were not a big deal, but there was always the possibility that more could be nearby, and even if not, if he got wounded while fighting them, he could be in trouble when it came to future fights in the forest.

After thinking so hard, however, he suddenly remembered something. It was nighttime. Goblins usually never came out during nighttime.

They didn't have good eyesight in the dark, not nearly as good as other monsters that roamed during the night.

Smiling dangerously, he decided to fight. The battle started and Lyle managed to finish it quite quickly. He first went on a tree before jumping down on one of the goblins and stabbing through the poor bastard with his spear.

He quickly pulled the spear out before throwing it at another goblin and drawing out his daggers.

Instead of fighting the goblins at close range, he opted to throw both of the daggers at two of the goblins. Thanks to the darkness, none of the two managed to even see the daggers before they had gotten lodged inside their chest.

For the final goblin, Lyle simply used hand-to-hand combat. He came near the goblin and before the little critter could attack him, he used a low kick to sweep him off the ground. The kick, however, did even more than simply sweep, one of the goblin's legs was broken and the monster yelled out in pain after falling down.

All of the goblins were immobilized in mere seconds. The rest was easy, Lyle simply went ahead and pulled out his spear from a goblin's chest before stabbing it in the throat. He then proceeded to do the same to all the other goblins before taking his daggers back.

It was at this time that wolves appeared.

Three wolves came close to Lyle during the battle but seeing his strength, none of the three wolves attacked him, they merely observed the battle and slightly moved closer and closer.

It was only after Lyle had taken his two daggers back that they attacked. As Lyle was crouching in order to retrieve his second dagger, he felt the slight rustling of a bush and a breeze coming behind him.

He quickly rolled forward and dodged a bite.

Upon looking back and realizing that two wolves had appeared, he was fully alert and ready to fight.

But he didn't know that there was a third one to his right. The wolf jumped at Lyle and slammed him down on the ground. Lyle quickly used the dagger in his hand to block a bite while trying to reach his second dagger that had fallen nearby.

The wolf used its claws to claw at his chest and rip apart the robe. Luckily, Lyle managed to grab the second dagger and used it to stab deeply inside the throat of the wolf.

Upon being stabbed, the wolf panicked and tried to get away, only to get stabbed by the other dagger that Lyle had. The dagger went deep inside the eye socket and the wolf fell down to the ground, dead.

The danger hadn't ended as there were two more wolves that were coming after Lyle.

Upon seeing the death of their brethren, the two wolves stared at Lyle whilst walking around him, each of the wolves in a different direction.

Lyle didn't wait for them to attack first, he quickly threw the two daggers at them before reaching for his spear. One of the wolves got injured by the dagger, but it was not a deep wound and it would do little to stop it.

The other wolf, however, managed to dodge the dagger and jumped straight at Lyle who had already grabbed the spear.

Lyle crouched before planting the spear down on the ground and aiming straight at the wolf. As the beast's frame came closer, it opened its mouth in order to bite Lyle, only to be stabbed through its mouth by the spear.

The thick spear not only managed to penetrate through the body, but it didn't break, which was the best outcome for Lyle.

He quickly shifted his weight before moving the spear and throwing the body of the wolf at the second one that had charged at him. The wolf managed to dodge the body and came in front of Lyle, biting his left leg.

Lyle winced in pain before using his spear and stabbing down, only for the wolf to back off before jumping at him.

The wolf had this time bitten his left shoulder and thrown him down on the ground. Using the spear in this situation was impossible, so Lyle let it go before his nails suddenly grew a bit longer.

He quickly used his nails and stabbed the wolf through the right eye. The attack managed to deal great damage and the wolf immediately let go of Lyle, but Lyle wasn't ready to let it off the hook just yet.

He quickly scrambled back up before lunging at the wolf and throwing it down. The wolf's large body cushioned its fall and it did pretty much no damage, but Lyle wasn't aiming at damaging it this way.

He used his long and powerful nails and started clawing at the wolf, in a manner similar to how the first wolf had done to him.

Lyle, however, targeted the neck. His nails were nowhere near as sharp and powerful as before, but it was enough. He did a couple of clawing motions before grabbing the neck with his left hand and holding it in place with all his strength.

The wolf didn't stay idle during this time, however. It tried to bite his hands continuously while using its legs to attack. Numerous cuts appeared on Lyle's body as more of the robe got ripped apart.

He didn't care, however. He even let the wolf bite his arm at the end as he pulled back his right arm and held his fingers together, forming a spear out of his hand. He suddenly thrust his arm down at the wolf's throat with incredible strength.

Splurt!

The hand penetrated through and a gallon of blood suddenly started flowing out of the throat, dying Lyle in blood once again.

His hand had not only penetrated inside the throat, but it almost went through it completely.

Lyle fell down on the dead wolf as he panted heavily before getting up. He immediately picked up his spear as having no weapons would be equal to suicide in the forest. As he crouched down and picked the spear up, he looked ahead of him, only to find a fourth wolf staring at him before turning around and running.

Lyle's eyes turned bloodshot, if the wolf went away and called more of them over, they would trace his scent and would spend the whole night looking for him.

He used all the mana he had, he pushed his body to its limits before pulling back his arms and then throwing the spear with everything he had. The spear zoomed through the air before hitting the wolf.

The wolf fell down to the ground, the spear had penetrated through its stomach and even one of its legs. The wound was serious enough that the wolf would probably die soon, but Lyle wasn't going to wait, he quickly went and grabbed one of the daggers he had thrown previously before going to the wolf.

He crouched down in front of it, his breath was heavy as he stared at the wolf that was panting. Lyle grabbed its head, his arm was shaking a bit, his body swaying as he not only used up all the mana and stamina he had, but had also lost quite some blood.

He pulled back his hand before stabbing the wolf with his dagger. He then pulled it out and stabbed again, and again, and again.

It was only after he could no longer sense a heartbeat that Lyle stopped. He got up and swayed before grabbing a nearby tree to stabilize himself. He pulled out the spear and went to retrieve the second dagger before moving away from the location.