Adventures in Carnal: Chapter 4
#4 of Adventures in Carnal
Alkoric frowned. Every member of his team was down for the count, and here he was fighting alone against Red Bottom. To make matters worse, the Hobgoblin managed to block both his axes with one arm like it was easy!
He studied his opponent, and it was clear he was much more dangerous than the Goblins before. He stood at 6'0 tall and had well toned muscles, like many of the adult warriors he had seen during his training. The fact he had managed to surprise even Bastion with his speed was a sign he was also a veteran in battle.
"Surprise to see I blocked you?" He asked, "Its not that big a deal, many demons undergo radical power ups during their transformation. If someone like you were allowed to change, who knows what you could accomplish." He said before rearing back an arm, "But I don't plan on giving you time to find out!" He added before delivering a hard punch towards the berserker.
Alkoric crossed his axes in front of him to absorb some of the blow, but it was still quite strong and send him sliding backwards as his boots gouged into the sand. Once more he went on the offensive, this time trying to attack from two different locations and make it more difficult to block. Red Bottom responded by knocking one axe out of the way, spinning around, and using his momentum to deflect the other. Alkoric was still trying to recover from the quick counter as the demon slugged him in the face with another punch, this time being able to knock him off his feet.
"Shit this guy can fight!" Alkoric growled as he tried to regain his standing. He noticed Red Bottom hadn't finished him off yet and to his surprise, he saw the Hobgoblin smiling down at him, waiting him to stand up. The demon was toying with him before he finished him off! Wait... they were sadists, they liked to drag out the battle. He could use that to his advantage, with a bit of planning.
"I've got to say, I'm impressed, not many humans are able to get up after a direct strike to the face with that level of strength. I'm not really a fan of magical attacks, but I think you've earned the privelage of seeing my new move I've been working on." He gloated, hefting his paddle again, grabbing it with both hands for the first time since the fight began.
Alkoric grimaced, he heard legends of skilled warriors learning to focus their own spiritual energy into special techniques that simple fighting skills weren't capable of doing. Demons were especially capable of doing this, considering they were magical creatures and had a stronger connection with their spirit energy.
"Booty Basher!" Red Bottom shouted the name of his weapon as the paddle surged with a dark, purple aura. Alkoric prepared to block the attack, but in a blur, Red Bottom was behind him and swung his weapon with the force of a professional base ball player. The magically charged weapon slammed into the warrior's ass and send him rocketing forward like a projectile, slamming upside down into the stone wall of the arena and knocking him out of his senses as he dropped his weapons and stayed half implanted into the wall, having left a dent in the stone.
"Wow, that's stronger than I expected it to be. I guess the move's perfected after all." Red Bottom gloated, the aura vanishing off his weapon as he rested it on his shoulder. He was so caught up in his assumed victory, he didn't have time to notice that Theo had recovered from his fatigue by this point and was on the move. Using both hands and twisting his body fully into the swing, Theo slammed his mace hard into Red Bottom's ass, the purifying magic in his mace causing a small explosion from the force of the impact.
Red Bottom's vision went stark white as his greatest weak spot was struck. Yes, even Hobgoblins were vulnerable to butt punishment, just like their lesser Goblin counterparts. The attack sent him crashing to his knees as he gasped in agony, being short of breath as Theo had put his full upper body strength into the blow.
"You need an attitude adjustment!" Theo shouted, bringing his mace back and delivering one final swing like a golf club. This blow was enough and Red Bottom was rendered unsconscious from the searing pain shooting through his body. Bastion managed to recover by this point and had dragged himself over to the Hobgoblin, using one of his daggers, he extracted the demon's head as proof of their victory. He looked back up into the stands and saw that the five Goblins were already scrambling to disperse, leaving the arena and running off into the wilderness.
"Fix the others... and lets go home." Bastion panted. He was ready for a long sleep after this mission, but he was too scared to pass out in this Goblin lair. Theo nodded and began to work his magic on tending to Vixie and Alkoric's wounds.
Meanwhile as the Goblins continued running off, there was a warping sound as the figure from before who had warned their master appeared in front of them. The figure was clad from head to toe in a hooded cloak, making it impossible to tell his true features.
"Oh now little girls like you shouldn't wander off alone in the woods." He teased, as the five Goblins came to a halt, looking up at the figure with confusion and worry. Wondering why he would appear before them now that Red Bottom was dead.
"Red Bottom failed to carry out his orders, and now his clan's scattering like lost orphans. Don't worry, you'll have a home in my Flogging Chamber, where my slaves are whipped, spanked, and paddled all day long." He threatened, and as the Goblins realized what was going on, they tried to run, only for the figure to open another portal and a series of slimy tentacles erupted forward, grabbing the childish demons and yanking their wailing bodies through the portal as it closed behind them.
"These kids deserve further investigation. They are clealry more relilient than I thought." The figure said, chuckling in amusement as he opened one final portal and vanished through it.