I Become A Mob Character In A Novel

Chapter 26: Chapter No.26 Rescue (3)

[Samael Ashwood's POV]

"DESTRUCTION'S DESCENT!"

Every fiber of my being screamed for mercy as my destruction affinity bloomed and enveloped the sword in its crimson embrace as I brought it down with all my might. The blade shimmered with a lethal glow, slicing through the air with an intensity fueled by my fury and desperation.

The armored figure's eyes widened in shock and fear as the sword connected with one of the death lines revealed by my Mystic Eyes. All the way top to bottom cut in equal half like a hot knife through the butter, the armored figure fell apart, his body cleaving cleanly into two as the power of my attack obliterated him.

A deafening silence followed, the clang of his falling armor echoing down the corridor. Blood and sparks flew, splattering the walls as his remains collapsed.

[Ding! Skill leveled up: Blood Rage (Lvl.2)]

[Ding! Skill leveled up: Swordsmanship (Lvl.3)]

For a moment, I stood there, panting heavily, my vision blurring from the strain of the abilities I had used. The pain from my severed hand was becoming unbearable, and my body felt like it was on the verge of collapsing.

"Liliana... we need to move," I gasped, my voice barely a whisper. The adrenaline was fading, and the pain and fatigue were becoming overwhelming.

Liliana's expression softened, the rage and intensity in her eyes dimming as she turned to me. "Samael, you're badly hurt. We need to get you out of here and find a way to stop the bleeding."

She hurried over, wrapping an arm around my waist to support me. Together, we started moving down the corridor, each step a struggle. The fortress was vast, and escaping it would be no easy task, especially now that I was wounded and our enemies were undoubtedly closing in.

"We need to find a safe place to regroup," I said, my voice strained. "Somewhere we can tend to my wound and come up with a plan."

Liliana nodded, her eyes scanning the corridor for any signs of danger. "This way," she said, leading us towards a side passage that branched off from the main corridor. "I remember seeing a storage room nearby. It should be relatively safe."

We stumbled into the storage room, Liliana quickly shutting and barricading the door behind us. The room was dimly lit and filled with crates and barrels, offering some cover and concealment. She guided me to a corner and gently lowered me to the ground.

"Stay still," she ordered, her voice firm but laced with worry. "I need to stop the bleeding."

She tore a strip of cloth from her sleeve and started to bandage my severed wrist. The pain was excruciating, but I clenched my teeth and endured it, knowing that we had no other choice.

"We can't stay here long," I said, wincing as she tightened the makeshift bandage. "They'll be

Gently lifting Liliana's hand from where it rested on my chest, I held it tenderly, feeling the warmth of her skin against mine. She stirred slightly at the touch, but remained deeply asleep, her breathing slow and steady.

"Liliana," I murmured softly, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. "I need to keep you safe."

The dilemma weighed heavily on me. Every instinct urged me to find a way out, to secure our escape before the enemy closed in further. But leaving Liliana vulnerable in this makeshift sanctuary felt like a betrayal.

Then, a distant noise echoed through the corridor outside—a harsh command followed by the heavy footsteps of approaching guards. The sound snapped me back to reality, reminding me of the imminent danger we faced.

With a heavy heart, I made a decision. Carefully easing myself out from under Liliana, I tucked her in as best I could with the limited supplies in the room—a blanket from a nearby crate and a soft cloth to cushion her head. Pausing for a moment to ensure she was as comfortable as possible, I pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.

"I'll be back soon," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "Stay safe."

Leaving her sleeping form behind, I moved silently to the door and peered out into the corridor. The guards were drawing nearer, their voices growing louder as they searched for any sign of us. Time was running out.

"THERE!!!"

A shout echoed from down the corridor, followed by the clanking of armor and the hurried footsteps of approaching guards. Adrenaline surged through me, momentarily overriding the pain and exhaustion. With quick, decisive movements, I closed the storage room with Liliana inside and waited for them to spot me.

"INTRUDER SPOTED!!!"

I immediately started running in the opposite direction leading them away from Liliana and the storage room. My steps echoed loudly in the corridor, drawing the attention of the guards who swiftly gave chase. Their armor clanked noisily as they pursued me, their shouts reverberating off the stone walls.

'Inventory!'

I swiftly took a healing potion out of the system inventory and drowned it down in one gulp as I ran, feeling its revitalizing effects coursing through me almost immediately. The potion numbed the pain and accelerated my regeneration, buying me precious moments against the relentless pursuit.

But as if my bad luck stuck again I faced a dead end in the maze of corridors and passageways. Panic surged as I realized the guards were closing in, their footsteps echoing ominously. With nowhere else to turn, I glanced around frantically, searching for any possible escape route.

"THERE IS NO ESCAPING THE FORTRESS, INTRUDER!" one of the guards shouted triumphantly as they closed in, their voices bouncing off the stone walls.

"SURRENDER OTHERWISE YOU WILL FACE THE CONSEQUENCES!" another guard bellowed, their voices ringing with certainty.

Not seeing any escape route, I sighed and lifted my hands above my head signing my peaceful surrender. The guards approached cautiously, their weapons held at the ready. I could feel their eyes assessing me, wary of any potential trickery or sudden moves.

"Drop your weapon," one of them commanded, their voice edged with authority.

"I don't have any," I replied back, As at the time of running I put the sword back inside the system inventory to avoid the potential of losing it.

The guards exchanged a glance, clearly surprised by my compliance. One of them cautiously approached and checked me for any hidden weapons, patting me down thoroughly before nodding to the others that I was unarmed.

"Turn around," another guard ordered, gesturing for me to face the wall. I did as instructed, feeling the cold metal of their shackles once more encircle my wrists. With a click, they secured me in restraints, binding my hands behind my back.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked, my voice strained with both exhaustion and concern for Liliana.

"To your death! hahahahaha~"

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[To Be Continued]

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