A Warrior against a Monster

While.. Well, the situation between the spider demon and Famine was taking place, the burly little being would notice something, through his clearly sharp eyesight... And in that, that thing would jump towards what he noticed!

Stopping in front of a.. Rhoynish.

"You.. There..

Prey.. Or.. Friend..

Where.. Live..?" He questioned as his maw drooled, while jagged teeth snapped like a saw moved, "Answer.. Belfanur.. Question." He'd go on and even offered his own name in the process.

Perfect.
(Belfanur)

The child turns to attention as the creature jumped towards him, stopping infront of him the kid would raise a brow and stare at it.

"Well you're a big ass thing aren't you?"

He knew the location he was in, and looking at it this thing, it wasn't hard to figure out what it may be.

"You're the one that's my prey." Said as his sword was unattached from his hip.

"Shouldn't have jumped at me!" Said as he launched forward, sword ready to slice.
(Barrett Dayndros)

The wolf had witnessed both the interaction between Famine and the Spider before Belfanur went tumbling down off into the distance after a Rhoynur, slowly the creature stalked behind yet had the speed to catch up in a moments notice if he truly desired.

For the time being he lurked around, watching their interaction with an amused interest. ["They think that we are prey, show them how wrong they are. Tear free a piece of their flesh and consume it as a message to know their place."] the large pitch black figure stalked around the trees as he wanted to witness what could happen between the pair.

Belfanur had always seemed quite potent, though he was unsure how this was going to play out. Whatever the case, Borris was going to remain to pick up the pieces in the event of failure.

["Show them why Demons are meant to be feared. That they will be food."]
(Borris)

The being began lean to the side when he was literally called, a prey.. He, a demon.. An apex predator of evolution, the prey? This clearly made the being ponder for a few seconds.

Confused!

Before letting out a guttural sound, almost like a roar.

"Belfanur.. Not.. Your.. PREY!" His claws were raised, while in one of his hands the being held a shiv.. Quite the sharp one.

Such a burly body, that mass of occult, emitted black and rather red lightning - such that it was filled with occult energy from the demon! And such were fired in all directions.

Oh no.

And the instant the being jumped towards him, Belfanur went towards it, for the clash.. And well, that went from terrible to worse pretty quick didn't it? For as much as Bel tried to talk..

Conflict came.

It didn't matter, this was one more that would feed him.
(Belfanur)

Perhaps charging at a creature of that size, was obviously a foolish action - a being that was roaring, with thunder being unleashed from its body and that possessed claws as sharp as a mythril blade.

He was a monster, one that few could compare.

And one that would show his skills to his opponent who had advanced against him, delivering sword or rather, shiv blows, and especially his thunder that was fired in all sides, which..

Managed to hit the warrior.. Burning his body, but nothing too serious..

And at that moment, a direct blow was given against his chest, sending him backwards, something that gave the rhoynish the opportunity to escape the abomination, "Belfanur.. Not.. Prey..

Belfanur.. Predator.. Belfanur.. Hunt! EAT. GROW." Once again a guttural roar was emitted, as that thing searched for its foe..

But that at this point, he should already be far away.

Oh no.
(Belfanur)

The child truly had no fear. Either that, or he was an idiot. Both could be true.
Yet he couldn't let the chance slip past him, to fight a monster that actually came for him, and not the other way around.

His swordsmanship was lacking, hardly any experience and it showed with how perhaps clumsily the child swung their blade. He made attemps at clashing against their mythril like claws, but advancement only meant cuts and burns of thunder.

The boy would holler, as he continued to push himself to advance, even if he'd be overpowered.

His attacks only ending upon a direct blow landing, causing the child to gasp out with tiny bits of blood spewing from his mouth. He body rockets back, skipping past the ground.

What he was left with was a staggering amount of pain in his whole body, one that annoyed him greatly.

Clicking his tongue, the boy stood with the help of his blade, and made for his escape.

The monster proved itself today, itwas the victor, and he as the loser must learn from this experience.
(Barrett Dayndros)