Hym laid in the floral, letting the greenery seep over himself.
Did the fool just hit me?
Shrouded in disbelief, he moves his boney hand to examine the damage that has been done. Running his hand up and down his skull, he couldn't find anything noticeable, but while shifting his hand to back of his head he he found something- a large crack running along his face, ending at his cheek bone.
How dare he! That fuck!
Hym began to well up with glee and ecstasy, he even let out a small chuckle only for it to burst into an ensemble of laughter and giggles. It's been a long time since Hym has been struck that it has became laughable.
But, if I was struck by the little cunt, then maybe Gaius was someone worth fighting. After all, that golden suit of his does seem pretty noble, maybe a royal, a knight? Bah, it doesn't matter! The scumbag hit me, it doesn't matter who he is!
Hym began to pull himself out of the greenery, brushing off the debris that landed on him. He staggered to his feet and scanned the area to find the rat. He peered over to where he was dozing off before and there he found Gaius standing over scorched floral. His eyes focused on the floral, puzzled as to why the was singed but, then he saw a strand to light nip a flower, burning it to a blackened mass. He followed the light till he found its source, Gaius.
An electric user, ah? No bother, it won't be useful once he's dead.
Hym began to sprint towards Gaius, or as fast as he could. He pulled out his bejeweled sword, screaming like a banshee. He aimed it towards the fuck's arm, can't use magic if the fuck's arm is severed, right?
"You little, ignorant, brain-dead, fucking disgrace! How dare you hit me!?!"
Hym raised his sword to the skies, preparing for a downward slash towards Gaius. When he was in arms reach of the fuck, he swung his blade down, trying to hit the cretin's arm but ultimately failed. Instead of hitting the fool's arm, he instead slashed his chest, spewing black liquid all along his blade.