Emotion Taster

Arc 3 Sweet Stinged Acid Ant Format: Chapter 30 - Vibrate Last

Sick, sick, really sick. The pain throbbed in the hand, the pain stabbed in the stomach, and the crushing of numbness in the right hand. I was in a terrible state, a state where I was in full pain.

Right, this is a feeling I was not expecting at all. The more I looked and realized, the harder the pain was. I still wanted to scream, but my stomach wound made my esophagus leak filled with mucus and blood. So, all I can do is look at my angry Geza's face now.

"Whoi, Kaivan! Are you dead!? No, no, you still have to feel this pain. I'll crush your arrogance and knowledge of pain!"

At a time like this, he did not even lower his voice. I who lay helplessly did not make his words soften, vengeance had left his eyes blind. Along with the pain all over the body, I was still able to detect the emotional waves of his anger.

"Gukhukht, uhkh," I coughed a little blood. "Not knowing .. I do know. Because .. My power tells."

The words that came out so softly, the shakes of my throat interfered with the true intonation of the sound and the original waves. This made what came out of the mouth sound more like a rumble, my voice was completely muddled.

"Your strength ...? Haha, what can your power be about pain?" tanyanya Geza with cynicism.

"Whatever you feel, I can feel it. Neither mental. .. nor physical. All ... from pain to anger .. including your anger and grudge now."

"..."

Geza silently looked at me sharply. The expression on his face showed that he accepted logically with what was said from my mouth, but it did not bring out any brightness at all. From the waves of his emotions, he was even more irritated.

*stabs

"GhuaaAcoggakh ...!!"

Then, amidst his frustration, he again thrust his sword blade at my right shoulder. Not too deep to penetrate the lungs, but deep enough to tear flesh around the collarbone.

"Haha, if you're still screaming with this little attack, it means you still don't understand. Your decision to disagree with my decision has proven that you don't understand" he said, occasionally twisting the tip of the blade to tear my skin.

His mentality really hurts. He himself did not even understand why he was angry, he himself already did not care the reason to torture me now, what was in his head was too foggy to be able to see.

"A-I understand .. but understanding does not mean agreeing. Uhuk ... huft .. hah .. the wrong one remains wrong, and the bad one remains bad" said I who almost choked on my own blood. "Your revenge .. sa-is very big, very old ..., but unfortunately .. too random."

"Random ...? Ha!?" offended jokes. "I was born raised a rebel, lived from a small holding a gun, brainwashed to kill, and implanted many ideologies dreams."

*Whoush ....

"..."

Ah ... again, the grudge was felt again by me.

"My grudges and anger are obvious to them, those who put me into a rotten life. I don't even know who my father is, but if he's part of them, I hope he ever dies at my hands!"

"Gkhus!"

In the shout, for a moment he hardened the force of the stampede and stabbed his sword blade in my chest. I growled in pain, closed my eyes, and strengthened my teeth, enduring the pain of that momentary outcry.

"Huh .. hh .. hah ...."

"Then are you satisfied now? Is your revenge gone?" I asked when his strength began to subside.

"Huh?"

*Whoush ....

"Whisper!"

"GKh!?"

Geza raised the sword in his right hand upwards, there at a forty-five degree angle ready to swing towards me. I could feel his strength, the anger he was throwing along with the swing. The grip of the sword in his hand was very bad, the sharp sides on the hilt he was holding had instead made blood wounds even more overflowing in his own hands. At a time like this he did not care, anger had engulfed him until the wound was not felt.

"I didn't kill them all!" back to screaming his jolt of anger. "Before all this anger is exhausted, they have already exterminated others! That's annoying, that sucks! When I had the power to cut them all down, the world had to doom them to death! It's not my fault! It's not my fault! THIS IS ALL BECAUSE OF THE SICK WORLD—"

*stabs

"..."

Suddenly the sentence stopped, or rather stopped. Something came to disturb him, dispelling his actions and sentences just now. Therefore, he became dumbfounded, silent for a moment to find out what happened.

I was too tired to look away, my eyes were too blurry to observe this dark room right now. Something that still works now is just my hearing and emotional detection ability. And of all that, I realized what was happening.

Heh, you finally came ... Amalia.

The magical girl came quickly running away from behind Geza and momentarily pierced his back. His attack was so fast, as fast as his arrival that Geza was unaware.

The tip of the knife was pierced deep until it penetrated the chest area around the heart. The fatal attack brought the lobster witch's movements completely to a halt. Blood flow is not normal, whether it is the lungs or the heart, the destruction of one of the organs will disrupt the body's cycle.

Geza initially wanted to ignore the attack, the swing movement in his right hand that wanted to chop off my head continued even stammering.

*pull

But Amalia knew that. He quickly pulled out a knife and moved quickly to deflate the attack.

Geza was pushed back, his small body finally released from my body. Although it did not feel relieved at all, but at least stepped foot on my left hand and my body was gone.

I tried to keep consciousness wanting to see the fight. But my condition does not permit.

The last thing I saw was Geza's fight against Amalia. He who thought that the girl was a bully also started to attack with his two swords.

At first I thought it would be a tough fight. But, Geza's mess looks pretty fucked up. His movements were fractured, his strength was so weak, and occasionally he collapsed in pain holding onto the chest that had been pierced before.

"..."

My body is at its limit. My eyes are getting heavier, my breathing is getting weaker, my blood pressure is dropping, and my whole body is freezing.

Half dark, my consciousness is still still. My eyelids are really hard, it's like that thin skin is under the influence of glue that is difficult to move. I've forgotten how to move, which is a sign that I'm still conscious is the clang of a gun fighting between Amalia and Geza.

Full closed, where my breath was already not felt and the limit where the end for me was sprawled stopped responding again, sleeping in the ruins with the clanking of weapons as a lullaby tone.

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