داستان داستان انگلیسی | The Bone Pit

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“The Bone Pit”
Written by Corpse Child
Edited by Craig Groshek
Thumbnail Art by Craig Groshek
Narrated by N/A

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Roars and growls echo in the night sky from atop the peak. In its center, the two lycans lock each other in an unmerciful glare. They are both covered head to foot in lacerations. Both are exhausted, yet neither is willing to stop. One of them roars at the other, prompting them to return, doing the same.


They charge at each other once more, tackling one another, wrestling one another to the floor of the pit. One mounts the other and uses his massive jaws to rip the other apart. The opponent counters with a vicious swipe across the attacker’s face, opening a gash the size of the canyon which is overlooked by the peak. A crimson flood flows from his face as he staggers back...​

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Daruka raises his hand, silencing the eager audience. The victorious lycan heaves his chest to the air and howls. “Well done, Jackal.” he declares. “You have proven yourself quite formidable, haven’t you?” The lycan doesn’t answer, opting instead to growl at Daruka. Daruka grins.


“Your Lord is speaking to you, you fucking dog!” bellows the guardsman. He strikes the young lycan across the ear for his insolence. He yelps in pain and the guardsman rears back for another swing when he is halted by his Lord’s hand. “Calm yourself now,” he says with a wolfish, dominant grin focused on the young lycan. “Do not blame him, for he is only a Jackal, yes?”


The crowd erupts...​

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Something within him flares. A bonfire, incinerating in its magnitude, rises in Ghan’s chest, allowing a surge of strength to burst within him sufficient enough to rise once again and throw off his attacker. Ghan’s eyes bleed a red filter overcasting the entire Earth. All that occupies his mind is rage and determination.


Utilizing this and the surge in strength and power, Ghan leaps once more on top of his opponent. This time, instead of relying on restraint of his hands and feet, Ghan instead decided to simply sink his claws into the eyes of his opponents. Once sank deep into their skull, he decides to do it again except instead of simply leaving then. The opponent doesn’t...​

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