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Charlie’s scream rings out across the plain and his body crumples to the ground with a low chime that echoes over blood soaked earth. Baghera cheers and raises her bloody axe up triumphantly, hopping excitedly as Carre smiles and gives her a thumbs up, making her cheer louder and self-praise in French. Another low chime cuts off Jaiden mid swear, Cellbit lowering his mask to around his neck and doubling over to heave for air over her battered corpse, cheering weakly at his victory.
“Cellbit, make sure you don’t spam your hits. I know you want to, but we gotta get that habit out of you” Phil calls out, perched up on the scorched husk of a tree as he watches, arms crossed over his chest. Cellbit nods tiredly and wipes his brow before straightening up and stretching his back “Jaiden, you have good footwork. Use that to your advantage to get around the shield and hit their weak spot like I taught you.” He tells her as she comes running back to loot her corpse, getting a nod in reply. “Baghera, you’re doing great, keep being aggressive”
“I will!” Baghera cheers, lifting up her mask to spit out blood to the side and beaming up at Phil with a scarlet smile “Thank you Dad!”
“Yeah, thank you Dad!” Cellbit chimes in, smiling sharply and smugly at the sigh and shake of Phil’s head
“Dad, what do I need to fix?!” Charlie yells as he tears into his own corpse to get his items back, smearing his own blood all over his already filthy skin and further staining the ground “Tell me tell me tell me! What should I do?!”
“For one, take a fucking bath” Phil snorts “Seriously, mate. I have half a mind to throw you in the fucking pool-”
“But the mud Phil” Charlie cackles, making strange slurping noises as he talks and slips his mask back on “The grimeeeee Phil, I need it. For the aesthetic-”
“Listen to Dad!!” Baghera shouts, tackling Charlie and rolling around in the dirt that only made them both filthier “Take a bath!!”
“Never!!”
“Ay! Pelotudo!!” Carre yelps, bringing up his stick as a barking Foolish tries to rush him, parrying his swings and quickly righting himself. Phil ignores the rolling scuffle Baghera, Charlie and now Jaiden have gotten into, focusing on Carre and Foolish’s session to locate weaknesses. The fight unsurprisingly doesn’t last long, Foolish’s bloodied corpse hitting the ground within a few good, solid hits
“Nice one Carre, nice one-” Phil starts before getting loudly interrupted by Cellbit’s muffled triumphant howling as he rushes up to Carre and noogies him, the other three immediately pausing in their fight to hoot and bark alongside him, even Carre getting swept up in the noise and excitement to howl repeatedly with them. Foolish comes running back, rips his mask off his dead body and immediately joins in on the barking, adding in a few feral growls to the mix for fun and soon all six of them are crouching up and down in a makeshift circle as they chant nonsensically
The sight, as genuinely terrifying as it is, only serves to make Phil laugh though, learning back and clutching his stomach as he cackles at the stupidity on display. The few crows perched nearby take up the laugh with him, screeching ominously and adding to the giddy chaos.
“Okay, what the actual muffin did I just walk in on??” Bad blurts, and six masked and one unmasked face swivel towards him in an eerie unison.
Phil is up on his feet and baring his teeth the second Charlie screams, a genuine, terrified thing as he scrambles back away from the other Player, Jaiden letting out a similar shriek of terror as Cellbit jumps in front of them. He swaps out his training stick for a diamond sword and shield, puffed tail lashing and ears pinned back as he growls. Phil feels his wings slip out of their own accord, crows screaming in violent glee as they slowly rise and double in size, casting a dark shadow over the ground.
“Bad B. Halo.” Phil snarls, smug at the look of wary fear on the man’s face “I heard you spawn camped my team. Again .”
“He did!” Charlie squeaks, peeking out over Jaiden’s shoulder “He fucking shot us in our own safety barrier! Like a bitch!! You knew you couldn’t fight the both of us!”
“And then he ran like a fucking coward!!” Jaiden adds, flaring her ears furiously and Phil can hear how her fangs are bared as she speaks “Fucking pussy!! He ran, Dad! He ran away from us the moment we actually started killing him!! He promised us a fair fight and then camped us!!”
“And you didn’t even have the balls to die like a man” Phil spits
“No honor!!” Cellbit yells, the others clamoring with their own fury and shoddy weapons
“You have some fucking nerve showing yourself back over here” Phil sneers, summoning his axe and a shield. He slips his mask on and grins, clipped wings slowly stretching out to their full, still fairly impressive size. “I’ve already killed you once, Bad. How about a round two?”
“I’m good, actually-” Bad starts with forced cheer that is abruptly cut off by Phil’s muffled howl, crows screaming alongside him and dive bombing the man “Wha- hey! That’s not fair-”
Phil dives down and drives his axe deep into Bad’s shield, still howling and screeching furiously as black wings beat around them. He yanks his axe out and swings again, aiming for Bad’s skull the other barely parries in time with his splintering shield and a startled cry.
“YEAH!! KICK HIS ASS, DAD!!” Baghera screams, ears flapping excitedly as she cheers him on
“Get him!! Get his fucking ass, Dadza!!” Foolish shouts, starting to bark for encouragement and the rest of the group following suit with the feral noises
“Phil! What the muffin is wrong with you?!” Bad yelps, frantically blocking blow after heavy blow and hissing as diamond edge starts to slice into his arms and sides. “Okay, forget this-”
Phil watches almost in slow motion as Bad’s next sword thrust purposely aims for his wings, reeling back and slamming a bare foot into the man’s chest to split them apart. Bad’s eyes widen in horror as he realizes what he’d just attempted, stepping back warily as Phil falls deathly silent.
“Phil. Phil, we can still talk this out-”
“Kids?” Phil hums, slipping his wings back away where they would be safe “Get his fucking ass.”
Bad jumps as Carre pearls behind him with a inhuman shriek and impales his shoulder with his sword, Cellbit also teleporting next to him and yowling gleefully as his knife sinks into Bad’s side, Carre kicking out Bad’s feet from under him to send him sprawling.
It’s full pandemonium at their old base, Phil watching on silently as his team animalistically tears into Bad, ignoring his protests and offers of talking things out. Bad tries on multiple occasions to escape with a pearl, but Foolish keeps moving and barking despite getting set on fire, Carre simply rips out the poisoned arrow shot into his shoulder, and Charlie and Baghera just start clawing at Bad with their bare hands once they run back from getting re-spawned.
Cellbit manages to yank Bad down by his hair and within moments it’s over with a single low death chime, Phil laughing hysterically as his team starts up that in unison howling of triumph, blood coating their hands and clothes and masks as they tear Bad apart for his gear
“Aw- Cellbit, mate , spit him out, that’s disgusting ” Phil laughs in disbelief as Cellbit takes off his mask and starts ripping into Bad’s flesh, blood dripping down his maw as he swallows the meat raw “Charlie- Charlie , for fucks sake, not you too- Jaiden! Spit that out!!”
“I’m out of food Phil” Charlie replies with a gleaming look in his eyes as he sinks teeth back into one of Bad’s arms and tosses a bloodied scrap to Baghera who shoves it in her mouth without hesitation
“ ‘m not” Cellbit admits, licking his lips and tail swishing in satisfaction “But he tastes better than Slime’s corpse did”
“Why the fuck did you eat Charlie’s body??”
“I didn’t eat it, it was gross” Cellbit corrects with a displeased wrinkle of his nose and flick of his ear “He really does need a bath”
“Fuck you” Charlie shoots back through his mouthful of meat, shrieking in offense as Cellbit lunges across the corpse to smear his bloodied hands all over Charlie’s face and tattered tank-top
“...Esta isla nos 'stá ‘ciendo cosas” Carre notes, watching on in sick curiosity as his team devours Bad’s body
“Yeah, it really is” Phil agrees once the translation pops up for him
“Dad!” Baghera exclaims, and Phil tries not to flinch as she proudly hands him a strip of dripping, scarlet flesh, her own mouth and strangely sharp teeth already stained in crimson “For you!” she happily declares
“Phil…” Carre grimaces as Phil warily takes the meat offered him “De verdad, che?”
“What else have we got left to lose at this point?” Phil shrugs, looking over at the people he spots coming to a halt way off in the horizon. He sees the gleam of a green jewel on an armband, marking them out as Etoiles, which made the bald person beside them definitely Fit.
Phil removes his mask and can better see their horrified expressions, flashing the both of them his widest, most feral smile as he tilts his head back, drops the bloody flesh in his mouth and snaps his jaw shut, licking his mouth of any stray blood before putting his mask back on.
Foolish looks over and spots the two, blood smeared hands putting his mask on and letting out an ominous howl that makes the rest of the team pause in their meal and follow suit. Within seconds, all six of them are sprinting at the rapidly retreating green team members with eerie hoots and shrieks, Phil waving a clawed hand in greeting as blood trickles down his arm and stains his tattered sleeve
Ph1lza: Disfruta la isla :)