Chapter 3: A Wolf’s Help

Before Mhyv could utter a word Randell rushed towards the wolf beastkin in order to help.

“ God’s… don't worry sir, I'll help you go to the hospital just- “

“ Hide. “

“ W-what? “

Suddenly Randall's fur and ears stood upright, feeling a sudden sense of dread coming from the right corner in front of them.

Although it was far away, the feeling was only getting stronger and stronger, almost as if it was moving towards their path.

‘ This mana… this can't be- ‘

The wolf beastkin grabs Randell and carries him far away from danger, jumping behind a pile of trashcans at another corner before covering Randell's mouth with his hands.

“ Mmmgghh! Mmgh! “

“ Ssshh… their coming “

The three took a peak through one of the trashcan gaps, seeing three large black slugs slowly moving through the alley.

Their large size almost filled the entire space, leaving behind pitch black, extremely viscous liquid on the ground and walls.

The mana emanating from these slugs stick within the black slimes they produce, giving off a sense of sickness whenever Randell feels the slimes oozing close to their spot.

The giant slugs leave, lighting up the tension as the wolf beastkin then let Randell go before staring at him dead in the eye.

“ Look, there are more monsters in this alley, I promise I'll escort you out of this place once I deal with those giant slugs “

“ But your shoulder… “

“ Don't worry about it, just stay put and nothing bad will happen, I promise. “

Randell looked at his injuries for a moment, the thought of him being killed stayed fresh in his mind. But having no experience on what's happening or how to deal with those giant slugs he decided to trust the wolf, but only on his own terms.

“ Okay… but I'll support you from a distance “

“ What. “

“ I'm a trainee sorcerer, so the best I could do is to make sure you won't get hurt more.

It's better than fighting those monsters all alone. “

The wolf wanted to reconsider, but seeing that this part of the alleyway will lead them to enter the public streets, he had no choice but to agree.

“ Fine… how good are you at controlling your spells? “

Randell didn't say a word as he simply snapped his finger as yellow mana then manifested from his hands.

They move and flow up to the air until Randell waves his fingers to make this yellow mana to form a ball, even making a twirling gesture to move the ball around before stopping it right on top of the wolf’s head before releasing it, leaving yellow specs that disappear within seconds.

“ Satisfied? “

“ Very…

don't touch the black slime. “

“ Wha- “

Before Randell could even speak the wolf leaps up to the alley and lands just on top of a rooftops.

Upon getting a good leverage point, he looks down to the three giant slugs while jumping through two buildings before descending down, free falling as he readies his blade and sliced through one of the slugs.

The two remaining slugs stop once they witness one of their own being beheaded, dissipating into blue dust until there is nothing left.

Quickly, they turn their long four stumps to the wolf beastkin on his knees, standing up just to wipe off the dissipating black slime from his sword with a swing before turning to look at them with a cold stare.

The slugs hyperinflates their long stumps before shooting a large stream of black slime straight at the wolf's direction. The wolf jumps out of the way and uses the wall to propel himself to another slug.

The blade, just an inch closer to the slugs neck wasn't able to connect when the other slug slams its head onto the wolf’s waist to push to the slime filled ground.

* Splash! *

“ !? “

His entire body is now covered with their slime, causing his stomach to grumble to the point that he couldn't stop himself from throwing up.

In fact he doesn't stop, his body felt so compelled at forcing food out of his stomach that it felt like he was about to throw up his entire organs.

The slugs slowly surround the wolf, as their long stomps curiously extend towards him, constantly secreting more of their black slimes almost as if they are drooling…. starving as if they hadn't had a meal in days…

But before the tip of their stumps could even touch the wolf, a voice echoed within the alley.

“ Turned Fries “

A beam of yellow light flies around a corner and hits one of the slugs. Its body bursting into yellow smoke before revealing only a single french fry.

The last remaining slug turns to the alley in confusion, preparing to shoot one of its black slimes again as it waits for an attack until a blade stabs it through the chest.

* Squish! *

“ Ngh… Mmmgghh!!! “

The wolf couldn't hold his vomit any longer and threw up at the fallen slug. Its dissipating body causes the rest of its slime to follow suit, turning the alley that was once a slime-filled mess into a blue mist that dissipates within minutes.

“ Cough cough cough…

ugh… “

* Thud! *

Randell and Mhyv come out of hiding, noticing the wolf beastkin laying on a brown pool of his own vomit.