Kiki's Bizarre Adventure, Part 1, Phantom Blood

[Mai Kobayashi]

According to the map, the labyrinth's entrance should lie somewhere at the base of this gigantic mountain.

Jungles had a habit of being swelteringly hot, something about giant trees and dense foliage trapping heat near the ground. This Island though, because of the fierce winds thrashing about the seas surrounding it seemed to have a giant natural cooling system. That was probably what led to the unique circumstances of a jungle with a spring Island climate. It was an interesting natural phenomenon, but one that came with a different set of problems. Not that the two women currently braving that jungle were affected by feeling hot all that much... No, it was the winds that howled even through the treetops near the island's interior. The silver-haired one of the peculiar pair was rather more struggling to hold the crudely drawn map she was studying steady in the winds then showing signs of heat slowing her down. The constant winds rather made it feel pleasantly cool for those unfortunate enough to thread on this place with the sensitive skin still intact.

I still don't get why you are so adamant about visiting a labyrinth where some long-dead civilization of long-dead people used to trap their long-dead prisoners with the promise of freedom If they managed to escape. Do you want us to get lost down there?

The second of the pair, nearly identical to the first save for a palette swap was standing on the tip of a fallen over tree, looking across the forest. If it wasn't for the bright yellow color of her hair, clothes, and patches of golden metal embedded in a body sculpted from wood you might just mistake her for a human-shaped branch. The voice coming from the clockwork doll had a distinct edge of dissatisfaction to it about their current situation, or rather the reason why they had ventured so deep onto the shores of a, particularly hostile island.

What is this? My stubbornly gung-ho sister is complaining about going on an adventure?

The silver-haired of the pair carefully folded up the map and in a stoic and airy voice responded in the most laconic of manners. How very typical, when Kiki followed her whims she was simply expected to follow without complaint. Yet when she wanted to visit a place it was an endless deluge of complaints. A weary sort of frown colored her carefully sculpted face of ashen complexion.

No, I'm just not sure why anyone would hide treasure in a place they set prisoners loose in.

The Golden maned twin responded in a dry sarcastic tone as she hopped down from the fallen log. There was very little she could make out even from up there. These trees were the size of genuine giants and they obstructed all view across the forest floor. At the very least the treetops were rattled so much by the raging winds that despite the dense treetops plenty of light made its way down here. That made the flora of this place slightly unique too. Ohh certainly there were the usual mosses, creeping vines, and plenty of mushrooms that humid climates fostered. But it was much rarer to see such an abundant array of colorful flowers at ground level.

But, isn't a cursed ruined labyrinth from an ancient civilization exactly the sort of place you would look for treasure?

Again, the sardonic wit of the pale wooden twin doll cut through the protests without genuinely addressing any of the complaints directly at all. Rather than disagree, Haiki keenly knew that simply answering questions or complaints with a cryptic question in return was far more likely to get her stubborn sister to see things from a different perspective, rather than dig in her heels and stick to her own conclusions.

Yes! But I'm the irresponsible one! You are supposed to talk me out of stupid ideas! Instead, we've been following a map you got from a dodgy pirate. Who promised you fabulous treasure. Hidden on a hostile jungle island if you just wouldn't take him in.

It was working too, the exasperated response that her rhetorical question garnered was a definitive admission. After all, the ruins of an ancient civilization WERE the sort of place you would search for treasure. Not that that seemed to cover the impatience of the hyperactive golden twin. They had been circling the base of this gigantic mountain for hours now, in fact, she had only looked for a high place to survey from to see if they had gotten any closer. Though the massive peak could easily be seen towering above the massive treetops from anywhere on the island.

Don't you like treasure hunts?

It was another, carefully posed and innocent-seeming question to which Haiki already knew the answer. Kiki let out an irritated sigh as she slapped the palm of her wooden hand against her forehead. The slight elevation of the floor she saw from up there told her they had already strayed onto the base of the mountain. But it wasn't so much the concept of this trip she objected to. It was the fact that her sister had let a bounty mark bribe her out of turning him in with a dodgy treasure map.

Stop asking me questions you know I'm going to have to say yes to! Since we got here I had to beat up some weird monkeys, some weird vultures that tried to steal YOU away, and then your map led us into a bunch of holes that you swore would get us into this labyrinth and instead got us stuck in a nest full of giant spiders! That pirate was full of it when he said he saw more gold than he could carry down there. he just wanted to send us to someplace hoping we'd get ourselves killed so we wouldn't come back for him!

Well, they certainly had had her share of troubles coming this far. Especially when you summed it up like that the silver-haired twin had to admit that if her sister had been the one to drag her here she surely would have been just as frustrated. Yet she folded her arms and simply gave the golden-haired twin a raised-eyebrow stare of incredulity. Because unlike her, she knew that her sisters' frustration lay with none of the problems she had listed.

I don't understand why you are complaining, you like all of those things don't you?

Well, it was true that fighting the monkeys was fun, and seeing her sister getting carried off by that thieving bird had her laughing for a good 30 seconds before she actually went after her to save her. It was the next part that gave her the shivers just thinking back on them.

You are the only one who likes ghost stories and spiders! both those things creep me out!

There was no way that she was cold in this climate, or any climate considering most of her 'skin' was made from wood. But her still fleshy cheeks shivered as she thought back to getting wrapped up in the webbing of a massive spider. If Haiki hadn't cut her lose and she subsequently slice up everything in a 100-foot radius before she ran as fast as her legs could carry her... they might not be laughing about it now. She really did not like spiders

Hmmm~ But you are right. I do like those things. At least you got to beat all those things up. You did like that part right?

The silver-haired twin didn't pay the winning too much mind. After all, she was certain that Kiki, despite her complaints, was mostly enjoying herself. The spiders might have soured her a little, but she just couldn't say no to an adventure. Both of them knew it, and a hidden treasure hidden on a place called death island was obviously a wild adventure waiting to happen. No, it was already happening. The golden cyborg sighed, rubbing the knuckles of her hand. She looked rather eager to punch something else right now...

You can be such a dork, you know that?

[vingo]

"Man, I'm.. lost."

Step, step.. crunch. Step. This had become a routine that the young man who found himself within the jungles was forced to go through. Why was he here in the first place, one would ask? Well, that goes back to when he had first departed from a small island. You see, he.. has little navigation skills. Some way or another, the black haired one found his way on another island - this time contrasting greatly the full of human life isle that he left. Simple as that. Though, within him, there was a small hope that there was something that he was about to come across. Perhaps a hidden treasure chest, filled to the brim with treasures of a lost civilization or the key - a map, even - to some treasure!

. . . There seem to have been a running theme of treasure. Has he really become that desperate for something to happen? No, no. What he was desperate for was something to DRINK. He hit his fist into his palm, his epiphany causing a shockwave of knowledge to blast through the entire island for a brief moment. How long has the man been ignoring his bodily functions? Speaking of which.. Renato's stomach even gurgled! Shoot. The swordsman will have to find something to hunt. Looking around, assignments were made in the man's head. One: get something to eat. Two: get something to.. drink. Three: find something cool. All of which would be achievable if he just continued roaming, right?! With that being said, he progressed on further.

Moving his foot over a branch, there was a brief moment of pause as the violent winds that reigned through the region that he was currently in made waste upon him. Grasping his weapon tight to his side, a string of curses left his mouth while the adolescent endured the cruel climate. Though, there was no sign of it ending. Waiting a while longer wouldn't seem to heed any results. So as the winds bashed upon his body, he pressed on. The look of the trees that surrounded him, covering the sun above, swaying in any direction that the wind went was a nice scene to go through. 

Time passed steadily as Renato moved through the vast amounts of bushes, trees and the like. Renato stopped in place. A.. a river?! Letting out a joyous yell in celebration, his first slow trek accelerated into a dash towards the haven. 

Nothing could have prepared for him for a trip like this. The world rolled around him as Renato tumbled hard across the bumpy ground, finding his head roughed placed onto a tree branch that curled around a towering tree. The thud that came from such caused the tree leaves to shake with gusto, with some of the wildlife Such a fall left him in a doozy state, so much so that he couldn't have noticed his scabbard being moved away from his hip. As he phased in and out consciousness, Renato could've sworn he heard the mischievous giggle of.. something.

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Eyelids first fluttering, the man got back up onto his feet with an annoyed groan. From where he was first knocked unconscious and where he was now.. there didn't seem to be any change. Rubbing the gargantuan bump that now formed out of his head, he rose his hand down to his hip to rest it upon the handle of his sword. Only to realize that it wasn't there. In fact, his.. his SWORD!? 

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH?!" 

With his voice permanenting through the jungle, Renato was now at a lost. His sword, one that hadn't even tasted combat outside his home island, was now lost to him! Damnit! Where could it have gone?! Better question, who took it?! The swordsman without a sword. How lame is that?! Looking around the greenery, there was a slight shuffle of leaves. That must've been them, the teen thought. So he charged once more, pushing away several leaves and branches in his path towards the motion. But the fool was caught. 

Being sent off his feet once again, the feeling of deja vu ran through his body while the young man descended upon the dirt once again. However, this time he was somewhat prepared - being able to place both hands on a patch of grass - propelling himself up to the air. As he soared above the air briefly, he could see it. Contrasting the green, there seemed to be a primate.. with a certain scabbard within it's grasp.

There it was! And it seemed to recognize that he knew what it was. Dropping down to the ground, he used the momentum to dive towards the curled tail monkey. Only for it to leap out of the way and swing across a branch, already trying to make a grand escape?! No way! Recovering by rolling on the ground, the chase persisted throughout the jungle.

Little did he know, he was being led into another trap.

[Mr. Moon]

Eric #1

Death Island, what a scary name for a long abandoned piece of land, that the Wolves were using as their training ground for the past year or so. They found it by an accident, when a storm threw their boat on it´s shore and since then were returning every so often to keep their survival instincts and reflexes sharp. It was dangerous piece place, even for an experiences mercenaries, that´s why they usually moved in pairs, keeping an eye on each other in case something went wrong. They were ruthless, but it wasn´t Eric´s style to waste the health and lives of his people senselessly. This time however was a bit different. During their few past missions, the Wolf King noticed his power was growing. Whatever was responsible, be it the techniques gifted to him by Gabriel or the increasingly more dangerous jobs they were participating, he was sharper, faster, stronger than ever before and that made him want to test his skills in their fullest. That´s why this time he was moving alone. And for the most part it was a great disappointment as the wild life presented much smaller challenge than he remembered from the past.

But his disappointment was somehow lessened, when he noticed something strange. Two girls, cyborgs, judging by the way their looked walking through the forest carelessly, almost as if they were on a school trip. This was interesting. As far as he could remember, he never met someone so heavily modified as these two. Would they be a good prey? He didn´t know, but was determined to find out.

Adding to the natural dangers of the forest, the Wolf King stalked them through the woods, silently as the animal he got his nickname from. He was, watching, observing, waiting for an opportunity for a strike, which presented itself, when the two stopped to argue about some treasure. Money, he didn´t cared about that, but the sister that stopped on the trunk of fallen tree made herself a nice target.

Hidden among nearby trees, Eric prepared himself for a strike, only to disappear among the trees again as human voice screamed nearby. At first, he thought it was someone from his team, but than he realized it wasn´t possible. They were scattered on different parts of the island and should be much further away from his current position. Also, he wasn´t recognizing the voice, but it was too late. His opportunity for strike disappeared.

[Mai Kobayashi]

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH?!"

The voice of a human, no a frustrated man to be exact, resounded throughout the jungle. It was audible even above the constant sound of leaves ruffling in the wind.

Ahh... that sounded a lot like a human voice didn't it Kiki?

The silver-haired twin put the neatly folded up map she had been studying moments before into the front pouch of a holster strapping a bizarre weapon that was neither a sword nor a gun alone to her hip and thoughtfully tapped the tip of her chin with the tip of a wooden finger.

Yeah, and that annoying laugh is one of those cheeky monkeys right? Hmmm... It sounds like they are coming this way. Onee-sama, is it alright?

The golden twin, who had been looking ready to punch something for a while now, smirked widely in contrast. She energetically slammed her fist into the open palm of her hand signaling she was quite ready to go another round with the local wildlife.

My, for an island that's supposed to have been abandoned long ago, we sure do seem to be attracting the attention of a lot of people. well, It's fine Kiki.

Her twin covered her lips with the tips of her mechanical fingers and hid a soft, dignified, giggle from sight. Her eyes shot from left to right as she commented on the fact they had encountered a strangely larger number of people on this island. Larger than the 0 you'd expect that is. Had they already encountered some of Eric's people then? Or perhaps she had noticed the wolf king himself? Or yet more disturbingly and a definite possibility given recent developments, were there even MORE people on this Island right now?

Alright, let's go partner, nee-sama!

Whichever option would prove true, the other sister definitely wasn't thinking of anything but starting a fight. She drew a strangely short, chunky, and heavily serrated sword from her back and almost tenderly addressed it with the word's partner before brandishing it and taking a step forward, the shoutout towards her sister did not even need eye contact. For someone who was seemingly raring to go, it was rather odd to stand around and wait, even so, the golden-headed cyborg closed her eyes and did just that as the wind blew through her sharply peaked locks. The trembling fist, held up at the ready however told volumes about her level of excitement. As did the wide grin plastered across her face.

Spirited as always aren't you? Well, that is just like you. The monkey is moving through the tree-tops, which probably means it has a trap set up somewhere on the ground. Don't get caught up in its pace. Well... we already have a distraction running this way. Let's make use of the unfortunate screaming gentlemen, as bait.

The silver twin's calmly analytical voice set out the plan, a small nod at the conclusion of her words from her counterpart was all that needed to be exchanged after that. She herself removed the sword from her own hip holster, pressed a lever and a revolver cylinder swung open to the side of the half gun, half-sword contraption. She calmly took several steps back into the dense jungle foliage before finding a nice rock at the base of a tree with plenty of hanging vines to obscure her from sight and casually sat down on it as she replaced two missing cartridges in the cylinder before shutting the mechanism and rotating the cylinder in place so it would catch if she pulled the trigger. And they simply waited for the monkey and the other one who was being made a monkey off, to come into view.

[vingo]

Through the wilderness a certain man in chase of his beloved weapon. Leaping across branches, Renato spat out a string of curses as the primate managed to weave itself out of his view for only a brief moment. Having managed to bring himself closer though by flinging himself across the terrain utilizing a branch as a makeshift spring, he felt his goal coming close. Occasionally as he ran, the sun would shine on him as it broke through the large trees that overshadowed that portion of the island. After leaping onto another tree, Renato's glare on the primate that carried his saber intensified even more. The chase was getting to a close, the adolescent thought. Through his creativity, he's been managing to shorten the gap between the two. Once he gets ahold of that stupid monkey, he'll show it what for! A mischievous grin came across his features as he had already been planning his means of attack.

Pressing down on both knees, he dived for the stupid ape. A hand outstretched for a hold upon the sheathe of his weapon in hopes of yanking it off the darn animal. But as he did that, Renato felt a weight become pressed upon his back as he was then sent towards the ground. Forced to consume an unfortunate amount of dirt, he was left a coughing mess. From what he could tell, he was being practically smothered by.. whatever was on top of him at that moment. The laugh that came from the monkey aggravated him even more, and as he pushed himself up to try and get at the current object of his anger, the weight that was on top of him laughed as well! What the hell!?

It appeared that one of the monkey's allies arrived.. or maybe it was waiting for the right chance in which Renato's impatient nature would bite him in the back. All air was forced out of his lungs in a manner that made it hard for him to gather his bearings. But if he wished to escape this predicament with his weapon, Renato did not have any time to cry and complain! Gritting his teeth, he pressed both hands onto the ground as he began to push himself back up. An amused sound came from the being on top of him. But that was not the only sound that occurred. The ground below him... began to sound like it was breaking?!

Before he knew it, the floor before him gave way and he fell onto a pit that was formed for what appeared to be that exact purpose. With his back being used as a platform, the ape lept off it and jeered along with its' companion at him. That only pissed him off even more! When he gets out of there, these stupid animals will get it! Shoot, if he lets them go now - how will he find them later? A hand grabbed at the dirt in front of him in the attempt of beginning a climb. Exhaustion came over him. Chasing them around was too much for him. Falling back down on his rear, he remained in eye contact with the apes.

When he takes a breather, the chase WILL continue. This time, he's not going to fall for something as stupid as a surprise attack! ..Right?!

[Mr. Moon]

Eric #2

The white-haired warrior stayed hidden among the trees, motionless, even when one of the sisters implied that they already met more than their share of humans on this island. This picked Eric's interest, was she talking about him? That didnt seem to be very probable, as he was a skilled tracker, capable of hiding his presence if necessary. That and the fact his ego would never accept the possibility that the more careful of the robot-twins could see the monkeys as a bigger threat than him. For similar reasons, he ruled out his people as well because meeting with them wouldn't
let these two undamaged and in a good mood. Meaning, there was on my one other option left. There was at least one other group on the island, aside from the Wolves, these two clockwork girls, and possibly even from the robbed guy.
"Hmmm, great, guess we will have to find a different training ground after this ends."
He muttered for himself while observing these two girls and their strange weapons in action. Normally, their uniqueness would be enough for him to scout them as potential Wolves, but after Sanagi he was much more careful with that. That was why he decided to hunt them instead. Testing his skills against new, unknown opponents was seemed to be a far better idea than taking another possibly unstable weirdos among his ranks.
However, attacking now when they were alerted would be an unnecessary risk, especially if his current position was further north from the path these monkeys were traveling on, allowing him to watch the twins fight without being caught in the crossfire. Who knew maybe they'll manage to impress him enough to change his mind and help them, instead of ripping them to pieces for trespassing what the Wolf King considered to be his territory.

[Mai Kobayashi]

Arara? it sounds like the commotion is over. They must have already gotten to their unfortunate victim. What do you want to do, Kiki?

The cyborg who had calmly settled down in ambush on her rocky seat lowered her eyelids. Long and perfectly even looking eyelashes were still lit from behind, through the tiny crack between her eyelid and the socket that her unnatural eye occupied. It gave her a strangely foreboding expression as she spoke with the sort of calm tone of voice that made it seem like one way or another it did not matter the tiniest bit to her.

Tsch, let's go get them anyway. If they already expended their trap they will have to fight us head-on. Besides, it wouldn't be very nice of us to turn our backs on someone in need, right Onee-sama?

In contrast, her twin's voice was fired up, and not just her voice but her body language too spoke volumes about wanting to go and beat up... well honestly whatever came across her path. Though at this second it seemed like she had zeroed in on the monkies as her target of choice.

Hmm, well. I wonder about that... But alright. It's not like you are going to take no for an answer right?

The silver-haired twin stood up from her perch with a calm elegance and grace that did not seem to give any indication that she was in a hurry or even particularly motivated to go save a stranger, but she got up all the same and made her way over to her twin that was snickering loudly.

Ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke, Nope!
Well, it can't be helped then.

The expression of the Golden twin could be called nothing but cheek, she raised her hand palm as her twin approached, and though the silver-haired twin did not seem the type for it at all, the two women's hand palms met together with the hollow thud of wood meeting wood as she turned around to walk down the path with her. Neither of them seemed to particularly hurry. The racket the two celebrating monkeys were making made it clear they were close by and prematurely celebrating their victory.

It was not a victory that was particularly long-lived for the poor monkeys, the two cyborgs were not exactly playing a fair game here. The two monkies were dancing around at the edge of the pit they had dug and neither noticed the sound of something cutting through the air. The golden twin's sword had extended like a segmented whip and been cast over the very tree branch the monkey had used to stay above the trap that had claimed the unfortunate adventurer. It wrapped around the creature and with a sharp tug before it even realized what was going on, it was pulled off its feet with the bladed segments of the whip sword digging into its sides and pressing its arms against its body.

A shrill cry escaped the creature but the deafening sound of gunshots silenced it almost immediately. The silver-haired twin shot it almost the moment her twin pulled it off its feet. Four bullets shot in rapid succession. The revolver cylinder clicked over and the hammer immediately launched the next projectile. Every shot was aimed for a fatal wound. It might have been overkill but the moment the golden twin yoinked back on her blade and the whip retracted, a very lifeless monkey fell back down onto the ground. A brutal and unforgiving sneak attack momentarily left the other monkey stunned in its celebration.

"OOk-key?"

Was about all the time it had to question before a wooden fist, lined with golden knuckles buried itself into the creature's stomach with enough force to make it seem like the cyborg was intending for it to pierce straight through the creature. Even so, there was a reason this was called 'Death Island'. The local fauna was a lot sturdier and more dangerous than just getting taken down by a single punch. It was decidedly not snickering now, as it staggered back from the gut punch. It was clear the creature was pressured. Their preferred tactic was decidedly not to get ambushed, outnumbered, and pushed into a straight-up fight. But to discount it as helpless was another thing entirely. It planted its knuckles into the ground and swung around the thin muscular whip-like tail that gave it its name. The large bladed claw at the end slammed into the golden cyborg's side with the dull thud of a sword hacking into the side of a tree.

All it got back was a confident smile as she grabbed an arm around the tail and held it tight. The sturdy wood that made up her body was barely even scratched by the scythed claw.

Useless, useless!

The silver-haired twin raised her pistol calmly at the creature's head as she stepped forward, putting her hand on her sister's shoulder.

A monkey so sad, clawing at the sun, such hubris.

The hammer struck twice even though it sounded like only a single drawn-out gunshot.

Lunar Eclipse!

The golden cyborg let go of its tail, the creature took two stumbling steps backward before it collapsed, falling down into the hole. Reuniting a certain swordsman with the sword he had lost... if he managed to avoid getting crushed by the monkey that is..

[vingo]

Inhale. Exhale. Inhale... Exhale. His back was pressed against the wall of the monkey-made ditch. Having burnt himself out, the young Renato had done himself a favour and went to take a second to reinvigorate himself before he went back into the action. The sounds of the animals that tricked him made his head tilt up slightly to the sky, with both brows furrowing in annoyance as he recognised such noises being joyous in nature. Were they... celebrating that they caught him?!  Tightening his fist, he brought himself back up to his feet as he prepared himself for conflict. Second, he got out, he would've shown those fiends what for. A punch into his opposite fist affirmed such. As he prepared himself for a climb that would've been quickened with his own haste - the most peculiar thing happened.

Of course, sound happens all the time. But a whip-like sound? Rather rare to hear, at least Renato thought. As he looked up from so far below, he caught a look of a metallic 'thing' before it sunk back out of his view. Well, it didn't take a genius to figure out what it sunk into as the exclaimed noise of agony that came from the ape. Gunshots rang out before the thump of what Renato could fairly assume to be a body hit the floor. Questions almost immediately started blaring in his head.  First. Who was that? Second. Is there only one? Third. Are they friendly? As the questions swam around him, he found his mouth open in awe as the sounds of a scuffle persisted briefly before two voices could be heard. Female... maybe? Not too sure.

Picking into his ear, he flicked away some wax before a shadow loomed over him. Looking up, his sight was covered by an object falling towards him at high speeds. That brought little time for Renato to avert himself, having leapt backwards at the side to not get thoroughly crushed by the weight of what now revealed itself to be a monkey. Blood oozed onto the ground as bullet wounds marked its' body. Though, what immediately caught his interest was the weapon that it had wrapped around him. Grabbing at the scabbard, he tied it back onto his waist with gusto before looking back up. He finally has his weapon back but not through his own means.

A hand grabbed at the dirt before he began to slowly climb upwards towards the light, with the tanned adolescent fingers being slightly visible from the top before he flung himself upwards and to his feet albeit with a stagger. His hand grasped the leather handle as he drew out his serrated cutlass at the means of self-defence, though there was a moment of confusion as his eyes laid upon the two that dispatched the two apes in front of him.

". . . Y'ain't human." Finding himself confounded at the look of the two cyborgs, the way that they were constructed only succeeded in bringing more and more questions to his mind. Pink and yellow? Silver skin? Yeah, they're not human. Though, why would they be here? And who's creating them and leaving them on an island? They don't look as if they've rusted or something... Visible question marks sprouted out of his head before he shook his head, reiterating the point of the gesture.

"A-Anyways! If y'wanna get me now, you better prepare yourself. 'Cuz I'm not going down without a fight." A glare at the two that stood before him to emphasise that he wasn't going to sit down and take a potential thrashing. Though, given that it was two versus one... His eyes went down to their weapons before backing up to their faces. He was definitely at a disadvantage here.

[Mr. Moon]

Eric #3

Using his unnatural agility and tracking skills to their fullest Eric followed the clockwork twins all the way to the monkeys and their hole. He was keeping his distance, moving from shadow to shadow to keep his presence hidden not only from them, but also from other possible predators, that could be lurking in this jungle.

Only when they got to the place, where two monkeys captured a man in deep hole did he climb a nearby tree, finding himself comfortable spot on a sturdy branch with good view on the situation bellow. Seeing only two of them was quite unusual as they normally moved in larger gangs, but perhaps these two were some stragglers who lost themselves, while mocking their captured victim.

Watching the following battle from his observation site, Eric could see, that while not extraordinary skilled, these twins were well coordinated and used to combat, which definitely ranked them high on his list of worthy enemies, especially given their unusual and surprisingly sturdy bodies.

He wanted to wait a bit longer, see what they will do with the captured man and then find a good opportunity for attack, however this plan was completely destroyed by the guy in hole, whose words simply destroyed any chance that Eric could take the situation seriously.

The usual sounds of the jungle were suddenly interrupted by laughter. Hard, barking sound, but laughter nonetheless.

“You sure know how to talk a tough for a guy who was outsmarted by bunch of glorified chimps.”

The Wolf King shouted from his post, revealing his position to the people bellow him.

“Not going down without a fight. Do you even realize that down there you have nowhere to run if they just decided to turn you into Swiss cheese with their guns?”

Eric asked, mockingly as he jumped down, facing the twins. This time, with much more serious expression written in his face.

“Now, what exactly are you doing on my training ground?”