《Phobia》A Golden Gaurd x Reader

Chapter 25 《Hunting Palismen Prt 2》

TW: Gore

Y/N's Pov

Hunter takes my hand, gripping it tight. 

 He pulls me down onto the ground, shoving me into the gravel.

  Coughing, I look to him.  

His face daunted with anger, those maroon eyes flashing with rage.  

I push myself up, throwing weak punches. 

 My red knuckles make contact with the air, swishing around near his face. 

 My body shakes, cool breezes shifting through the air. 

 Hunter grabs at my neck and slams me onto the ground. 

 Gravel grits into my clothing, rubbing against my back.

  I wince at the pain and push myself back up. 

 I slam my hands back up to his face, attempting to make contact with Hunter's face. 

 He dodges smoothly and grabs my arm, twisting it behind my back.  

He wrenches it upwards, pain soaring through my back.

  I shout out in pain, my throat raw.

  Hunter holds me tight, giving my body no slack.  

I kick his legs and watch him crumple.

  He lets go of my arm and I rush away.  

Looking around for my staff, I hear the roar of the finger dragon. 

 It lifts up into the air, Kikimora sitting on its back. 

 In her grasp, glossy and brown, is my staff. 

 I silently curse under my breath, I had no means of escape.

 I look around one last time, sighing.

  A white blur in the corner catches my eye.

  I run towards, holding it up in my arms. 

 My eyes trail down to the front of the staff, almost instantaneously recognizing the design.

  The wing at the back defines it even more. 

 It's Hunter's staff. 

 I weigh it up and down in my hands, my breath wavering. 

 Footsteps echo around the area, rebounding in my head. 

 Hunter pulls his staff out of my grip.

  I twist my head towards him and grab his staff back. 

 "I rescued you from the dragon, you owe me one." my voice stern. 

 Hunter rolls his eyes and storms off. 

 I run off after him, his pacing faster then mine. 

 He runs off into Latissa, nearing the castle. 

 I swallow, looking up at the huge structure, I back up further into an alleyway.  

Hunter nears one of the scouts, negation nearing his conversation. 

 Twisting around, he searches for me.

  When he fails to find me in his vision, he rushes off into Latissa. 

 Something grabs me and pulls me further into the darkness.

  Pulling the staff out of my grip, they throw it to the ground.