Godslayer - Arc 1.1 Drakvar

Drakvar’s first memory isn’t a happy one.

Drakvar stumbles backwards as the fist connects with his face. Pain lances through his body with his head as the point of origin.

With no idea what is going on as he is unable to remember anything before this point, Drakvar clenches all four of his hands into fists as he swings them all at his attacker.

Drakvar recognises his opponent as one of his own species, a Kith.

Kith. A tall four armed species of felines with fur that stand on their hind legs. One of the three sentient species on the planet Lyatar of the Lycric System.

The one in front of him is a tall Kith of over two and half metres high. He is lean with slim muscular build and a light layer of pale brown fur covering his body while the sleek hair on top of his head is heavier, darker and longer. On top of that, the Kith is wearing white plain cloth with some black armour over the chest.

Meanwhile Drakvar is a lesser specimen as he is barely taller of the Kith average of two metres. While he also has a slim and lean muscular build, Drakvar has a light layer of rust brown fur covering his body with thick spiky black fur on his head.

All four of Drakvar’s fists slam into his opponent with one catching the hostile Kith in the face. The Kith is knocked off his feet and goes tumbling backwards. He crashes into the street and groans weakly before going limp as he loses consciousness.

As Drakvar turns to leave, he suddenly notices the other Kith surrounding him, all looking sleazy and thuggish.

This isn’t good..

“Hey Blackborn!” yells one of the Kith surrounding Drakvar, of which he can count seven, “You can’t just walk ‘way after punching out Boss Falmar!”

 And with that, the Kith rushes Drakvar. Drakvar blocks the oncoming fist before stepping back to block a second attack from another Kith. A punch from a third attacker winds Drakvar as he is hit in the gut and he steps back before throwing a punch into the face of the closest thug.

But the numbers of the thugs soon becomes apparent as Drakvar takes more punches. He staggers backwards, doubling over as he takes a couple of nastiest hits.

No. I shall not fall these thugs.

With a defiant snarl, Drakvar smashes his fist into the chest of one thug, sending the Kith flying through the air before snapping the arm of another with his right arms and tossing the thug aside. A punch comes his way, but Drakvar swats it aside.

Drakvar knees one of the remaining thugs in the gut before headbutting another thug who tries to attack him. He smashes a fist into the side of the winded thug before smacking the headbutted thug away from him.

Drakvar takes another hit to head, but just ignores the pain as he blocks another punch from the other of the two final thugs.

After seeing how Drakvar has singlehandedly demolished the rest of their group, the last two thugs decide to leg it.

“Slug it!” yells one of them as he runs away.

Dravkar lets them go as he turns to go on his way.

Hmm, now I just need to find somewhere to live.