The God Virus

"You!" Shouting in rage, Gander rushed out from the debris of the wall while simultaneously grabbing the hilt of his sword from his waist!

"Die!" Slashing the sword at Virus' face, it was clear he wanted to directly behead Virus!

'Unnamed Virus Technique, Third Form – Reinforced Impulse!'

Without even bothering to equip the sword, Metal of Darkness, Virus did a quick maneuver before dodging out of the opponent's path!

"Huh, you seriously think you can kill me, don't you?" Raising one foot at the same time, he did a swift side-kick, sending Gander flying as a result!

Since the kick had harshly hit the pit of Gander's stomach, he uncontrollably puked everything outside. Furthermore, clearly, there was some blood mixed together with the content of the stomach. Apparently, the kick had been so harsh that he was now suffering from a mild form of internal injury, the kind that would heal on its own with some rest.

"Fucking hell!" Wrath inflaming his eyes, Gander dashed at Virus with no hesitation whatsoever. "I swear I'll fucking rip you into a thousand tiny pieces! Just wait and see!"

This time, even though Virus was totally capable of dodging out of the way, he did not do that. Instead, with the materialization of his weapon in his grasp, all he did was raise his sword and block!

Bam!

As the two swords clashed and locked heavily, Gander could helplessly watch as another blooter thrust him into the wall!

Boom!

Not even pausing to witness the result of his strike, Virus followed the man inside before continuously connecting one kick after another to his fallen figure.

Bam! Bam! Wham!

The floor of wherever they were at currently cracked deeper inside with each kick straightly into the target's stomach and even face.

Bam! Boom! Bam!

One kick after another.

"St-" At first, Gander's profile was as tough as it could get. However, as more wild hits touched his stomach and face, while his flesh got black and blue covered in livid bruises and injuries, at last, that tough profile of his melted away, like it was never there, to begin with.

"What did you say?" Nonetheless, pretending to not have understood, Virus proceeded with his nonstop kicks, impelling even more wounds on his helpless target.

"S-Stop…" Mustering every bit of his remaining strength, Gander barely stuttered the word out while embracing his head using his arms.

"I can't hear you. What did you say?"

Unfortunately, Virus was still not comprehending the meaning behind Gander's message as he requested further clarification.

Bam! Boom!

"P-Please…" Flinching at every movement, Gander begged.

Bam! Wham!

"S-stop."

Wham! Wham!

It was at this point when, as if he finally comprehended the meaning behind the implorings, Virus paused.

"Oh, so you were saying stop. Hmm, alright." When Virus declared that he was going to finally end the bashing, by now, Gander's condition was so tragic that his already pig-like countenance couldn't even show any human expressions.

"T-thank you." With horror clear within Gander's eyes, he thanked him while displaying a sigh filled with relief.

Of course, that was his external reaction alone since internally, a venomous notion was going through Gander's mind, 'Okay, I can't defeat you? Fine! But you will regret doing this to me today. I promise you that. Now, I better act humble, or else he might just as well kill me.' Despite his schemes, Gander was at least smart enough to realize he was not Virus' opponent. Hence, continuing to behave in the same scared manner, Gander was now looking forward to his departure and further planning.

"Alright, you can leave." As that sentence left Virus' mouth, Gander was just starting to feel completely relieved, when Virus' following proclamation garnered his attention, "Luca, come here."

Soon, a confused Luca gradually walked over beside Virus and queried, "What is it, boss?"

Apparently, the earlier kick from Gander had resulted in some shallow wounds all over Luca's body.

"Don't you want to avenge your little brother?" Offering his sword to him, Virus questioned before adding, "Cut off all his fingers, for your brother's sake."

The instant Luca heard Virus' urging command, as if he had been waiting for this moment since the beginning, red veins blinded his sight while his glare locked at Gander's shivering frame.

"Yes, boss!" Grabbing the hilt of Virus' weapon, Luca approached Gander step by step.

"N-No, stop! Don't l-listen to him, don't do something you'll regret later on, you know my clan won't be taking this lying down." Scared of Virus' order, ashen-faced, Gander tried persuading Luca with threats.

And indeed, hearing him, Luca stopped before looking back at Virus worriedly. "Boss, you won't get into any trouble for this, will you?"

In reaction to that, a kind smile crept over Virus' face as he elaborated, "Don't worry, if it was me who was cutting off his fingers, we all may have gotten in some trouble, but since he was the first one to chop off two of Luna's legs and since you're his brother, your retaliative act of vengeance will be completely justified."

"So, just go ahead and separate those dirty fingers of the bastard that dared harm your brother, make it so he can't hurt others ever again. If the clan still wants to keep up their fair act, they won't do anything to us in return." Indeed, just as Virus was claiming, if the clan wanted to punish someone, that would have to be Gander who was preposterous enough to initiate the attack and cripple a common citizen.

With that, a glint of resolution torched Luca's eyes as he arrived at Gander's fallen figure at last.

"B-but you said I can leave!" Turning toward Virus, feeling wronged, Gander protested with a yell while his spit flew around everywhere.

"Hmm, yeah, I'm a man of my word, you can go away indeed, but only after leaving all your fingers behind." Grinning viciously, Virus announced.

Tongue-tied, a shiver went down Gander's spine as he urged Luca again. "N-No! Wait!"

Swish!

With a simple wave of the sword, one of Gander's fingers was no longer attached to his hand.

"Ahhhhhh!" Ignoring the tragic wails of the pig, Luca went ahead and took another one of Gander's fingers. "That's what you get for doing that to my brother, bitch!"

"N-no, don't do this, you'll regret it!" That was all Gander could say in this situation.

Slash!

"Just die already, bitch!" Rigid cords showing on his neck, Luca kept hacking using the weapon again and again.

Alas, already consumed in his hatred at the horrible sight of his brother acting as fuel, Luca had no intention of ending this streak of vengeance. In fact, each time Gander opened his mouth, he became further resolved to see this through to the end.

Slash! Swish! Slash!

Followed by the reverberation of continuous shrieks of pain and despair, one finger after another fell until ten pieces of flesh were on the ground at last.

All ten fingers of Gander's hand was no more!

It was at this point that Luca seemed to have calmed down slightly as he stopped the butchering.

"Hmm? Why did you stop?" And yet, in spite of having accomplished his boss' instructions, he still faced his confused inquiry.

"Ah, boss, he has no more fingers left." Feeling lost, Luca responded.

"Huh? That's not true… what about his foot fingers? Cut them off as well!" Maintaining his expressionless yet icy image, Virus mandated. There was no way he was going to end the bastard's suffering that easily.

"Ah… okay!" Realizing there were indeed the fingers of his feet left as well, Luca proceeded with brandishing the finger cutter sword more.

Once again, horrendous howls of Gander filled the area. Albeit, this region was so empty that there wasn't even a single fly to be found anywhere.

When picking this region, Gander had precisely chosen it so no one would interrupt his butchering game, however, now, the location itself was the reason why no one was around to rescue him.

Nevertheless, a minute later, ten more fingers were added to the previous count. Again, wiping the droplets of sweat from his forehead, Luca paused.

Woefully for Gander, however, Luca faced the same question for the second time, "Eh? Why did you stop?"

"B-boss… that was truly all his fingers, I guarantee you." Slightly speechless, Luca notified. By now, all the boiling rage that had been building up earlier had been emptied out on the currently fingerless Gander.

"No, there is one more finger left." Pointing at Gander's groin, Virus declared seriously. "That trashy thing of his is not big enough to be considered a leg… it's a finger, so cut it off as well! Also, since he dared hurt your little brother, it's only fair you do the same and harm his little brother too."

Listening to Virus, a tremor went through the despairing Gander's being who was lying on the ground motionlessly so far.

"N-no, please…no. Anything but that. I beg you!" At this point, tears and snot were flowing down his face as he begged most humbly yet. If there was anything he treasured and valued as much as his life, it was the well-being of his little brother.

"Why is there a finger still attached to his body?" However, frowning, Virus did not show a single trace of sympathy to the guy who had harmed something that had belonged to him.

"Yes, boss!" Understanding that Virus was dead serious, Luca went ahead before waving the sword at the little brother wiggling in Gander's groin.

Swish!

"Nooooooooooooooo! Arrghhhh!" The most tragic scream by far boomed the surroundings, leaving behind a hopeless Gander who saw nothing but bleakness for his upcoming future.

"Alright, now you can leave." Vocalizing that, Virus was no longer in the mood to waste any of his attention on his broken guy. Therefore, turning around and picking Luna's legless physique, he urged Luca, "Let's go tend to your brother."

…

After returning to the inn, the first course of action Virus took was to bring the unconscious Luna to his room before placing him on the bed gently.

"Rest." Leaving that command behind, Virus departed from the room. On the way to the inn, they had visited an infirmary and had already bandaged his open injuries.

Walking outside, he also told Luca, "Don't worry about anything and just take care of your brother."

"Boss…" With a lump in his throat, Luca could barely hold in the urge to cry. Today's events had been even more traumatizing to Luca than being abandoned by his own biological parents.

Patting his head, exhibiting a kind smile, Virus simply advised him, "Don't cry.. Now that your brother's going through a rough time, you have to be tougher than ever and show that you are there for him."