Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties novel Chapter 42

The youth moved so swiftly and in crazed velocity that Damien didn't see when he was hit in the chest.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Was all he could say as he flew into the air, crashing away till he crash-landed at the door of a hut.

HOW EMBARRASSING.

He thought. A mistake he had made was underestimating this youth. If he had known, he would had gone all out fighting him.

The wolf ran to the youth and growled, ready to give her all, but Damien was back on his feet, groaning.

"It's my fight dummy, stop showing off."

He called at the wolf who glared and cussed.

~ dumb bastard. what was I thinking? ~

The Cannibals looked concerned also, but they weren't ready to jump in the fight for him.

FAIR ENOUGH.

He nodded, walking forward. He got back to the youth who had taken a crouching position, growling at him and making some really wierd noise.

"You are quite skillful, aren't you?"

Damien let a little chat rolling.

"I used to wonder how you could had evaded me severally times in the woods. Turned out that you are more than what I did expect."

The youth jumped on his feet suddenly.

"Well, too bad, I wouldn't be giving you a second chance. I know you are dying to prove yourself to your subjects, unfortunately for you, you have a wrong opponent."

"Fall!!!"

The youth screamed in his language and started running round Damien. The youth was moving so smoothly and quickly that it seemed as though it was a brown rope of light running round Damien.

Damien closed his eyes. He wanted his mind to be at peace. He wanted to bargain with his instinct. That was the only way he could bring the youth down.

He perceived the sequence of the youth's movements, making his mind familiar with the sound and waves.

"Now!!!"

He thrusted his frame sideways, pushed out his left arm fiercely and landed a hot punch on the youth.

YES! HIS FACE!

He was glad to see that the punch landed in the face of the youth.

"Let's ruin this beautiful face, dear Menace."

He followed the youth flying in the air, ceaselessly punching the face of youth till the youth crashed on his back, Damien on him.

"Who fell now?"

Damien wouldn't go easy on the youth. The face of the youth folded in several times only to be pumped up by another punch. Two of his teeth were gone.

"What!!!"

Damien exclaimed!

"Golden teeth?"

He picked up one of the two teeth which fell off the youth's pulp face.

MORE GOLD HUH?

Damien was mercilessly taking out all the teeth of the youth. He was tempted to kill the youth, but had a change of mind. He stood up.

"What shall we do with you? What need of you do we have?"

He made to walk away, but the youth grappled at his pant and pulled it down. Damien's cock dangled. Embarrassed, he quickly pulled up the pant.

Even though he knew that the youth didn't do it intentionally, yet he felt really mad. He kicked the youth in the ribs, face, balls, neck -- wherever his legs went.

WHY? WHY?

Damien was really pissed off. If he had known, he wouldn't had gotten rid of his boxers short few days ago. But he had no choice. The short was stinking like hell.

"Bastard!!!"

He stomped the sole of his left shoe in the face of the youth, furthering shattering the nose he had broken earlier.

"Bastard!"

He took a deep breath. The youth whimpered beneath him. Damien turned and stomped off.

"Fuck y'all!!!"

He screamed on top of his voice. The wolf followed him.

"Fuck shit!!! Why!!! Why!!!"

He kept screaming as he walked on in the woods, kicking and stomping!

~ what is this about? why are you so mad? ~