The Hunt Chapter 6: Dynamo vs Corbeau Corbin(Gore warning, I suppose)

Waow

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Nearly, the battlefield of an area in the forest was reduced to ashes. Tree stumps were blackened by Dynamo's flames, soldiers laid on the ground in a burning sensation, and the sky was turning orange. Out in the open were two people: Dynamo and Corbeau Corbin, who were bleeding a little from their mouths.

Dynamo took quite a number of slashes from Corbin's feather swords, whereas Corbin, himself, was damaged in a few areas on his body, yet he still stood up. The incarnation of crows and darkness stared at the red man with murder on his mind. He freely smiled and squinted his eyes.

"You know...", he said, "I'm beginning to enjoy this fight even more now! Until now, I've been holding back. In that previous, little fight we had, I only used both of my swords. It's amazing how I still held up, but this time... yes... THIS TIME! I'll show you what I'm truly made of!".
"Huh?", spoke a puzzled Dynamo.

Corbin's swords shrunk to a normal size of a feather. Carefully, he put them in his pockets. His hands raised, and reached for the air. His eyes widened and became more bloodshot.

"HIDDEN GEM TECHNIQUE!", he evilly screamed, "MURDEROUS BLIZZARD!".

With that said, a humongous murder of crows appeared out of the blue in the sky. The million of them cawed with deadly fury and bloodlust. Dynamo couldn't believe his eyes. A murder of crows, unlike any other, fluttering in the sky. The whole thing was so frightening that it made Dynamo forget about his fears, and concentrate on the flock. As he took one step back, he knew he couldn't beat them. Of course, he had the right elements to defeat them, but it would take about a whopping ten minutes for him, which he cannot last while getting ripped to pieces. A chill ran down Dynamo's spine. Numerous and vigorous became his breathing.

"What's the matter, Red Man?", mocked Corbin, "Crow got your tongue?".

He then looked up at the crows, and slyly said these words: "Kill him."

The murder then responded by charging towards Dynamo. Cold and hungry, their eyes locked onto their target. Hurriedly, Dynamo turned back and ran for his life. As fast as a lightning bolt, he sprinted with dreaded fear poured into his heart and soul. Eventually, he reached a different part of the forest, one that wasn't burnt or destroyed.

Following him, the murder dispersed into three shorter groups, and surrounded him. One group was on his left. One group was on his right. One group was behind him. This isn't good. Dynamo still ran forward, but the crow crowd were catching up. The closer they flew, the faster he tried to run, yet no success.

Without any other choice, Dynamo's legs formed a huge tornado, allowing him to hover into the orange, amber sky. At first, he finally felt safe, until he looked back. The flock thought fast, joined together, and soared upwards. Their cawing sounded louder and louder as the murder flew quicker than before, and were gaining upon him.

"Shit!", cried Dynamo, as he tried to get away, "Guess I'll have to risk it."

While hovering upwards, he pointed towards the pack. An aura of blue electricity appeared on his index finger.

"Hidden Gem Technique: Blue Eag-", he was cut off.

The side of his head abruptly hit by an enlarged beak, which its impact made him spew out more blood than before. He turned to look what hit him, and became seriously horrified. Much to his horror, the entity had black wings, black talons, and black, bloodthirsty eyes. It gave out a thundering screech. Before Dynamo had a chance to react, the entity speared into Dynamo's chest with its beak. Severely, it pushed him down a thousand metres to the ground.

The red man screamed in pain, as the monster scratched his torso ten or eleven times with its honed, sharpened claws. Tears went down his face as he couldn't withstand the harm and his inability to regenerate. As the giant pulled its beak back, Dynamo closed his eyes, thinking that he messed up BIG time. He had failed his friends, his team, himself. At this point, he knew he was going to die. There was nothing left to lose, but just his dying body and life.

Meanwhile in the previous area where Dynamo fought Corbin, Setuh and Byrd met up.

"Ayo, Settie. We both dealt with the soldiers, right?", Byrd asked.
"Yup. Yeah we did.", Setuh ensured back, "Where's Dynamo?".
"I don't know, but I'm getting a sense of his energy somewhere...".

Byrd looked at the direction where the energy was coming from.

"There! C'mon, he could still be fighting!", he exclaimed.

Thus, the two followed the scent of Dynamo.

Byrd... Setuh... If you're still out there fighting those soldiers... I'm sorry...", thought the dying Dynamo.

Soon, the storm of crows landed behind the giant.

"Good... we have the whole army together...", it spoke.

The giant crow then shone as brightly as the Solar System's Sun. It shrank into a form of a humanoid. Definitely, the colours have been revealed.

"W-what?", said Dynamo in disbelief, "Corbin?".
"Didn't I tell you that I was going to show you what I'm truly made of?", Corbin scoffed.

He, again, picked up the feathers up from his pockets, which then largened to the size of feather swords. He lifted and aimed the sword at Dynamo's nose, and sneered with villainous glee.

"It's a shame. You could have trained more.", he said.
“If you did, then none of this wouldn’t happen to you. You wouldn’t be scratched. You wouldn’t feel afraid. You wouldn’t have to lose your lousy, dull life. But here you are, lying and dying in front of me. Don’t worry though. I’ll put your sorry ass out of your misery.”
“No. Corbin…NO-“, Dynamo bled in fright.

But right before he could finish, Corbin robustly stabbed him in the face.

END of Chapter 6