I checked to make sure my invisibility was still on and ran—or perhaps slithered—at full speed towards the road. As I made my way there, I realised that even at full speed, I was quite silent. Somehow my body automatically moved in such a way that minimised noise. There was still the sound of leaves being ruffled, but it wasn't loud by any means.
Then I reached the road and saw what was causing all the commotion. I saw a wagon, with the horses pulling it all dead in the dirt. I wonder what horse tastes like? Okay, no—getting distracted…
Anyway, as I surveyed the rest of the surroundings, I saw a dead man lying in the dirt. He was rather plump, and judging by his clothes, he seemed well-off. I could see his clothes had some fancy patterns sewn in; not sure if that's normal fashion, but he definitely dressed better than me in my past life.
On the sides, I could see two men laughing. They were wearing a random assortment of armour, and I could see crude weapons in their hands. The girl's screaming was coming from the other side of the wagon.
Well, I'm already here; might as well have a better look. Judging by what I can sense, those two armed men pose no threat to me…
With that thought in mind, I circled around the wagon and saw a young woman—she looked to be about in her early twenties. The men had her pinned on the floor, and one of them was cutting her clothes off. I know where this is going…
In the back of my mind, I felt a little bad for the woman; I definitely didn't feel as horrified as I should. It was more like I was viewing a mildly unfortunate set of circumstances—like if someone fell down in the snow or dropped their food or something.
These men were probably bandits or something. Is that what these types of people are called? Back in my past life, people called these types of people thugs and thieves. If I recall, bandits were like roving bands of thieves and murderers back in those medieval times. You know what? I'm just going to call them bandits. Anyway, these bandits looked weak too—I could probably take them all by myself.
Well, rape is bad and I am hungry… okay, as far as I know, I'm always hungry, but the point still stands. Rape is bad, me hungry. Well, technically, they were going to rape her; they weren't raping her at this moment—they were still cutting her clothes off.
Oh well, might as well eat the bandits… maybe the woman will actually talk to me if I save her. She might even have a mirror so I can get a good look at myself. Girls like mirrors, right?
With that thought in mind, I crept up behind the man that was positioning himself between the woman's legs as he fumbled with his pants. He had no idea I had already opened my mouth and was itching to bite his head off.
Then, in a flash, I bit down hard on his head and felt his skull cave like a melon. I ripped his head clean off his shoulders. The moment I did, I sensed my invisibility fade, so it looks like it only persists until I attack someone.
The men around all screamed in shock as they saw their fellow's head being removed from his body. I grabbed the headless body and tossed it towards the side against the carriage with enough force to break one of the wheels. I'll eat the rest later... eat once the meal is prepared… but it's okay to taste test…
The rest of the men all shouted as they drew their weapons.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?" I heard one of them shout.
"I DON'T KNOW! KILL IT!" another screamed in reply.
One of the men shot an arrow at me. The arrow hit me in the face and bounced off like it hit a brick wall.
"Oh shit…" one of the men said as he saw the arrow deflect easily off my skin.
I leapt towards the nearest man, all my arms now transformed into bone blades, and I easily hacked him in half at the waist. There was little to no resistance from his armour and flesh—I might as well have been cutting air.
I felt another arrow bounce off my back and turned to look at the archer. I saw his eyes widen in fear as he realised he was next. In a flash, I buried one of my blades in his chest while being careful not to damage that beautiful red fruit in the middle of his chest. As I tore my blade free to a spray of that red nectar, I sensed an attack coming. I instinctively dodged to the side and felt the sword cut the air behind me. My posture was a bit awkward for me to use my blades… let me try something…
I turned my body and used my snake-like tail to strike the man. As soon as my tail hit him in the left ribs, I felt the bones shatter, and as I turned back around, I saw the man flying back as he spewed blood from his mouth. He landed in the dirt, scrabbling at his chest as he gasped and choked on the blood bubbling out. I think I probably broke half his ribs and liquefied some of his organs. On closer inspection, I saw the side of his chest I'd hit was caved in. Well, he's dead. Now then, two more…
When I looked at the two remaining men, I saw they were bolting down the road, their weapons lying in the dirt nearby. So, trying to run? I saw one of them turn his head to look at me, and as I activated my invisibility, I saw his eyes widen in fear as my form vanished. He let out a scream as he tried to run even faster. Sadly for him, I caught up in just a few seconds. I decided to go for the other one first since he was slower.
I opened my jaw and bit down hard on his right shoulder, ripping the shoulder, some ribs, and his arm clean off his body. The body fell as I snapped up the little snack and swallowed it greedily, enjoying the taste and crunchiness of the bones.
As for the final one, I caught him a few seconds after beginning the chase. For this one, I decided to have a little fun. I grabbed him by the back of his clothes and lifted him off the ground after transforming to my full size. When I turned him around, he screamed when he realised I was now much larger than before. His feet were dangling almost a metre off the floor as he kicked and thrashed, trying to escape.
I could sense his fear, and I must admit—that fear was delicious. It only added to my hunger; it was almost like seasoning on food.
"Good try," I say, and I see his eyes widen as he realises I can speak.
"Please let me go… I promise I won't kill anymore… I'm sorry…" the man wept as he continued to struggle.
"You think I'm here because you were attacking that woman? No, I'm here because I'm hungry…" I say with a small laugh as I use one of my hands to grab him by the chest, stopping him from struggling.
"You think I'm here because you're attacking that woman? No, I'm here because I'm hungry…" I say with a small laugh as I use one of my hands to grab him by the chest to stop him from struggling.
"You know what the best thing about meals that run is?" I ask, and the man, now frozen in fear, looks at me with sheer terror in his eyes.
"It makes it more fun..."