Fenrir's Journey : I Shall Devour The Heavens!

Just as Lang Yahui thought she was about to have the tendons of her wrist severed, a flash of blue appeared in the periphery of her vision. In the next instant, the man she had been powerless against had both of his arms frozen solid. Judging by the expression of his face, it was just a light layer of ice either as Ding Zan jumped back and shouted, "Who is it!? What grievances do you have with me?"Jumping down from her perch, Fenrir looked at the injury on the woman's arm before turning to the man and saying, "You shouldn't be attacking other people. Leave this place before I kill you..." Using the same intimidation method she used her in her previous life, Fenrir glared at the man with her scarlet eyes and smiled slightly when she saw his body tremble. However, when he suddenly scowled towards the woman behind her, Fenrir was very confused as he shouted, "So, the Disciples of the Flowing River Sect have conspired with Demons!? Good, good, good! Run along and wash your neck, Lang Yahui, as you'll want to be nice and clean when the Enforcers come for you!"With a face full of disgust, the man looked toward Fenrir and silently cursed, "Damn bitch...you'll pay for this..." before turning around and running. He didn't get far before the woman, Lang Yahui, suddenly shouted, "Please, you can't let him run away! If he returns to the City, it will spell disaster for my Sect!" Though she didn't want to rely on a 'Demon', Lang Yahui had no choice at this point, as the alternative would lead to, not only her own death, but the deaths of her fellow Disciples.Fenrir frowned, annoyed by the fact that someone other than her Master was telling her what to do. However, her impression of the man had reached an all-time low when he suddenly called her a foul word under his breath. She had never been insulted in such a manner and, hearing the word 'bitch', Fenrir couldn't help but want to tear him apart. Even so, she settled on just maiming him instead, as Fenrir didn't want to become a killer so easily. Her Master had told her to only kill if her life, or the lives of the people she wanted to protect, were in danger.Moving forward with her [Shundo], Fenrir used her [Severing Claws] to cut off the man's legs, sending him tumbling to the ground with a shriek reminiscent of a pig being slaughtered. As he tried to stop the bleeding, the man looked up at her with bloodshot eyes and shouted, "You filthy bitch! Arrgg, I'll kill you! I'll kill your whole disgusting race!"Hearing the man's threat, Fenrir just tilted her head to the side and said, "There are no other Vanargandr...and you are too weak to threaten me. If you don't want to die, you should wrap up your wounds and stay quiet..." Just as she finished saying this, the woman, Lang Yahui shouted out from behind, "Please, you must kill him! If you spare him now, he'll just hurt more people in the future!"Since the woman had once again tried to order her, Fenrir snapped back towards her with an icy cold voice as she said, "Then you kill him! Fenrir is not your tool!" Without waiting around to see how things played out, Fenrir ran to the direction where fighting was still ongoing, determined to help out if she could.(Fenrir's Commentary: 'Only Master can tell me what to do! Nobody else! Never!')

Fenrir saw that there were several men, many appearing in their late twenties, attacking a group of young men and women. The attackers looked like a bunch of beggars and bandits while the group they were attacking all had similar white outfits as the previous girl. Fenrir remembered she said something about belonging to a Sect and, though she didn't understand what a Sect was, Fenrir deduced it was some kind of organization. Her Master had created an organization called the Alliance, so Fenrir wasn't too surprised that something similar would exist in this world.Seeing there were several corpses on the ground, Fenrir furrowed her brows before attacking the group of men from behind. Just like she had dealt with the previous man, Fenrir cut off all of their legs from the knee down, sending them tumbling to the ground mid laughter. Before any of the young men and women could 'tell' her what to do, Fenrir glared at them and said, "If you want to kill them, that is your business. Don't make me do your dirty work..." Without waiting for their response, Fenrir moved to the last source of conflict, this one coming from an area away from the larger group.Fenrir followed the sounds until she came to an area that would have been hard to spot if her senses weren't so sharp. Coming from a beneath a thicket, which hid a small incline, Fenrir heard the sound of pained sobbing, fervent grunts, and something like meat being slapped. Peering through the thicket, Fenrir's pupils became like lines as she saw a rough and muscular man pressing down one of the young women, whose dress had been torn apart, viciously ravishing her body.Back when Fenrir first became a woman, one of the things she had been taught about was that there were cruel men in the world that would take advantage of weaker women. Fenrir had only ever cared about her Master so, when a man had brushed against her butt in the past, she had wanted to cut off both of his hands. Seeing this young woman with a 'dead' expression in her eyes as she cried muffled sobs through the man's fingers, Fenrir felt something 'break' inside of her.The hunger she often kept at bay began creeping up as a powerful urge to devour everything spread through her mind. Turning her head towards the sky, with crystal tears falling from her face, Fenrir muttered, "Master, I'm sorry..." The assailing rapist heard her small mutter, jumping away from the young woman and pulling out a black dagger as he shouted, "Who!?" Then, seeing Fenrir at the top of the incline, his expression turned into one of disgust as he exclaimed, "Demon!" and leaped toward her.Ignoring the man's existence, Fenrir looked down at the bruised and battered woman on the ground, feeling an indignant rage at how someone could be so cruel. Feeling her hair stand on end, Fenrir turned her scarlet eyes towards the man and, without any further hesitation, shredded his body into several small pieces with her claws...(Fenrir's Commentary: 'Master...this world seems so cruel...I miss you...')

Since she had no need for sleep, and could easily see in the dark, Fenrir continued forward along the path without stopping for the night. There were a lot of other scent trails that had started to congregate together and the path through the wilderness had become flattened from the passage of many people. It wasn't like the roads from her previous world, but Fenrir felt like this was likely a route that was used by a lot of people over the years. The strange thing was that, even though she had continued along the path for a while, there had yet to be any signs of people...Just as she had started to wonder if her assumptions were incorrect, Fenrir smelled a foul stench, like burning flesh and hair. She scrunched up her nose before leaping up into a tree to get a better vantage. In the distance, Fenrir saw smoke rising out of a section of the forest and decided to investigate. There were plenty of scents for her to follow now, and finding her way back to the road wouldn't be difficult. Fenrir had always had a good sense of direction, never getting lost even within the complex arrangement of her Master's home.As Fenrir neared the source of the smoke, she smelled several other foul scents and could hear the sounds of ongoing combat. Then, breaking through all other sounds, Fenrir heard the scream of a woman, crying out for help. Followed by the scream, Fenrir heard the sound of harsh laughter, causing her ears to twitch as she leaped through the canopy to see what was going on.It didn't take long for her to come across a young woman, possessing long black hair and a strange white outfit with one of the sleeves torn. There was blood staining the white cloth as the woman ran away from a man that smelled like he often bathed in blood and never washed it away.Fenrir watched as the woman twisted her body like a willow, striking out with a straight longsword that didn't seem practical for combat. At the same time, the woman cried out, "Ding Zan, you disreputable cur! How dare you attack disciples of the Flowing River Sect!? The Elders will destroy your entire family for this slight!" The man, Ding Zan, parried the sword with a strange hand ax, sneering as he said, "Lang Yahui, I warned you the last time we met that you shouldn't have been so prideful. Don't blame me for a fate you brought upon yourself. You should have stayed holed up in the Sect like those other snot-nosed brats. Don't worry though, I'll at least allow you to experience what it means to be a woman before sending you off to drink your soup!"After parrying Lang Yahui's blade, Ding Zan used strange zig-zag footwork that caused his body to distort as he attempted to sever the tendons of her arm. With a fretful and panicky expression, Lang Yahui swiped downwards while trying to open up a distance with Ding Zan. She knew that, if he managed to disarm her, the only options left to her were to take her own life, or suffer a tragedy as Ding Zan took much more than just her life...(Fenrir's Commentary: 'The first time I meet people in this world and they are trying to kill each other...')

Chapter 24: Wound