NOW I RULE THE WORLD | PRIVATE FOR NOW

[| THE VAGABOND |]

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Questions no one can answer -

Vagabond wouldn't be lying when he thought that he was always going to be smarter than the animals that were around a place like this. After all, they were just animals and nothing more. He was a human, and he was fairly certain he still had the mind of a human attached to himself as he remembered everything when he was indeed a human. He had whatever brain fit into this body, and half of his mind was currently trying to figure out whether what he was thinking of was actually real or some sort of joke on the top of it. The Hellhound had no reason to think that there were animals in this world that would be capable of killing him or come remotely close to killing him. He had nearly died several times when he was a human, and it was almost funny to watch and see them try. Vagabond was used to most pain, although he had to admit that getting shot was one of the worse pains that he had felt time and time again. A well-placed bullet could make any man scream out, and if they didn't, they were something else entirely. Vagabond was cocky for a reason. Because he was skilled, and those skills transferred over to this world, partly. There were still some skills that he had yet to learn just yet.

Vagabond's vivid blue eye's tracked the strange beast in a calm manner and watched as it rushed over toward him. He knew about dodging at the last minute, and he watched as the creature jumped over him. The other was larger than him, but that didn't mean that he would be faster all the time either. Lugging around such a large body was bound to wear the other out eventually. Vagabond knew that one of his blades had hit its mark, and if he really wanted to win this fight he could just bleed out the other creature. As soon as Kliment lunged to try and bite into his neck, two throwing knives were launched at incredible speeds, reaching well over 10mph thanks to his air elementals, as they aimed to impale themselves inside of the creature's mouth, while he sidestepped out of the way of the other's mouth and claws. Such a strike wouldn't kill an animal like that, but it would be extremely painful to have a bunch of knives impaling the back of his throat. The knives weren't large enough to impale any vital areas inside of the other's throat. Vagabond would make sure to distance himself, picking up some of the knives that had fallen on the ground. He needed to fight at long range, as he wasn't about to become savage enough to start using his mouth and try to rip the guy apart.

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