Bound and Broken: An Isekai Adventure Dark Fantasy (Melas Book 1) by V.A. Lewis (autobiographies to read .TXT) 📕

Their reaction time was slow and sloppy. By the time they broke out of their stupor— when the first guard drew his sword— half a dozen of them were already lying on the ground. Some were dead. The others were too incapacitated to act.

Shang grabbed a sword from the guard he took down, and stabbed at the next closest man. The man stepped back, and drew his own weapon. The guard lifted his sword up—

And his hand was gone. Missing. Detached from the rest of his arm.

His hand and sword went flying as Shang swiftly sliced up at the man’s wrists. His eyes widened in shock, and he gripped his missing hand in pain.

The man opened his mouth to scream, only to find a sword buried down his throat. He fell to the ground, dead in an instant. Shang drew his sword back, and turned to engage two oncoming attackers.

At the same time that happened, Beastkin charged and leapt into the crowd. They tore into the lines of panicked guards with the ferocity of a pack of wild beasts. They were like animals!

A Dog Beastkin— not Shang— ran up to all fours up to a panicked guard. He was desperately fumbling to draw his pistol, but he was too slow. The Dog Beastkin lunged into the man, and began biting. He was tearing the man’s face off!

The man was screaming and trying to cover his face, but the Dog Beastkin continued biting. He ripped into the man’s face, as another guard ran over to help him.

The second guard raised his rifle, but a Rabbit Beastkin intercepted him. He was the one from earlier; the Rabbit Beastkin who ran in first with Shang.

The Rabbit Beastkin threw an axe kick, and snapped the rifle in two. The guard took a step back, and reached for a knife in his pocket, but the Beastkin advanced on him. The Rabbit Beastkin took a step forward, then raised his front knee up. With his back foot, he spun his body around, and snapped his front foot at the guard’s head.

The guard raised a hand to block the strike, but the Rabbit Beastkin was too strong. The roundhouse kick shattered the man’s elbow, and continued on unimpeded to the man’s head.

His head snapped back, and there was a crunch. The man fell straight back, not getting back up. His neck was broken from the force of the kick.

Immediately after, the Rabbit Beastkin took a step back. He crouched, placing one hand on the ground, then jumped.

He sprung forwards at another guard with a gun. He landed with both his legs extended on the man’s head. He quickly stomped twice: once to crush the man’s neck, and another to crush the pistol. Then he was off again.

He was targeting those with guns!

I looked around the battlefield, and saw the other Rabbit Beastkin. He was leaping from guard to guard, doing the same thing his friend was. He leapt over the fighting, searching to take down anyone with a gun. He turned, and saw gunshots flying over ten feet away, and jumped to his target, over the head of another Dog Beastkin.

The Dog Beastkin was wrestling with a guard on the ground. She was on top of him, trying to bite at the guard, but he had a dagger out.

The guard stabbed at the Dog Beastkin, and she pulled her head back. The man grinned as she snarled at him. However the man forgot about something. They had claws too.

The Dog Beastkin raised a hand, and cut at the man’s eyes. The man screamed as blood poured out of the sockets, and was quickly silenced as she ripped out his throat with a snap of her teeth.

Just beside them, a Cat Beastkin was tearing into the chest of a fallen guard. His claws were long and sharp, just like Rin’s, turning the guard into a bloody mess.

It was a bloodbath! The Beastkin were massacring their enemies like it was nothing. The guards had to have outnumbered them four-to-one. But they had already lost half of their numbers.

Meanwhile, not a single Beastkin had died yet. Some were injured, but they continued fighting. Only two fell back away from the battle, and that was because they were badly hurt by gunshots.

It was not fatal. At least, it did not look like it was fatal. But it was enough to force them to pull back.

Even still, the Beastkin were still slaughtering the guards; it had only been a minute, but it was such a beat down that it looked like it was going to be over soon. And that’s without Rin.

The thought made me turn to the one person not joining in on the fighting. Well, the one Beastkin, at least, since Feri was watching from the side too. His eyes were wide open, staring at the slaughter before him. It looked like a dozen emotions were flowing through him right now; shock, fear, joy, but most of all— amazement.

He was amazed by the display of the Beastkin; the way they were utterly crushing his lifelong oppressors had to have instilled in him a sort of admiration for the Beastkin. But not for me.

Don’t get me wrong, I liked Shang and Rin and the others. They were my friends. But the brutality of it all was too much for me; the main reason— the real reason— why I turned away, was because I could not stand to watch it.

At the beginning, I forced myself to watch what happened. I was not sure whether my friends would survive; I had to bear witness to it.

But now that I knew they were fine, I could turn away without any guilt in my heart. There was no weight on my shoulders