Confident Hunter

I should try to greet them as if I belong here though it's been awhile I have cleared my voice.

"H-hello there!" I cough hard to remove my raspy voice, "So you're the one *cough* who summoned me is that it? Well you've chosen right for such task as long it involves my killing expertise." I gleefully say despite the goosebumps crawling in the sides of cheeks. Makes me wanna take a dump or piss but I have to hold of I were to live here by my words.

Another figure appears behind the Dark Lord, a cloaked figure where they're eyes only visible of it's yellowed eyes "Bah! A chatter, they're the worse and reeks of beast too! The last time we brought one here upon the presence of my Lord disgraced us with empty words!"

The Dark Lord raises it's fist to shut up the cloaked servant or adviser? It doesn't matter for they do have the authority to say their opinion.

"Uldar, shut your trap... I shall determine who's right to be my minion." The Dark Lord glares at them and they back off as if to pay respect.

"Hmm..." The Dark Lord sizes me up with their hand on their chin. "I sense power beyond but your form deceives such to the inferior insight of others yet you have to prove your worth putting yourself in this one."

I shrug, "I know, whatever request shall you order me as long it sates my thirst of frenzy, for I am-."

"A hunter." The Dark Lord cuts me off, "I'll be sending you to eliminate a higher rank beyond the veil of my barriers."

"Oh good!" Finally I was itching fight!

"By killing a governor of adventurers in a town near it and the Captain of the Golden Hand who are an order of paladins trained to kill the likes of me, preparing to attack my domain."

"Y-yay... Are they strong? Like so powerful that they can almost... Defeat you?" Well this is no different hunting the Great Ones but I'm not complaining to the first part as **** is a simple thing but a fighting a group of overpowered individuals are too much.

"Yes but none has succeeded, I'll be granting you access to our smithery to fulfill you require as that weapon of yours you hold... Is not something who would put a dent."

I'm about to protest about that last sentence but the aura of the Dark Lord presses me to kneel. I guess I have to say, "At your will mi'lord."

"Good, if you're ready... Come to the gates where your horse at ready and they will-" The Dark Lord stare at Uldar "-prepare for your departure."

The Dark Lord disappears in flash of smokes and flames with essence of shadows lingering.

"And there they go..." Uldar mutters, "You there!" They shout.

I face at attention to him. I'm surprised that I even obeyed, maybe because of the essences has some effects from the Dark Lord.

"You better behave yourself! For I the great Uldar will crush you with the might of-"

"Again I know, so cut this bull crap and guide to where the smithery because I need it." I press my tone to harshness, that they stop yammering.

"Gah! *Sigh* Follow me..." They walk to wards to the entrance that leads to the stairs above. The way up are a bit exhausting as we go. We made it and we emerge from the shadowy pit.

Columns of pillars of Lower Castle are covered in slimes and greenish algae that had grown here. We proceed through it avoiding the dangerous breeds of slimes spits poisonous seeds and that one creepy bluish slime that stare us in the shade.

We arrive where the orcs, and goblins quarters where we hear their moans, slicking of flesh clapping together in union. Their cocks thrust deep to their pussies with their expressions of pleasures while groping their globes. Others are in position they prefer doing it in different places, doing oral cleansing of their cum. I saw one who has their belly bulges and getting penetrated in different holes while handling two at once.

Uldar seemed unfazed by it while me, watch in fascination as the memory serves, I remembered the prostitute back in my realm of reality. They tempted me of having intercourse but alas we were not meant to be...

I break away from the sight and move along as the scene gets intense.

As we near the exit, Uldar stops, "I'm surprised you're not crazed like those ones as most of the master summoned are always... giving in to such brutish pleasure."

"The feels had already fleets off from my body yet the thrill of hunt kept me sane. Comparing me to these beast are not worth of my blade for I slew more powerful beings that can you ever imagine." I felt proud of myself saying that, I have never express others of my **** profession.

"Then we're even then." They whisper which I manage to pick up from my ear as they go ahead, not bothering to wait. I catch up and after a few minutes in the Halls of Shadows where knights stood still, staring at us yet ignores us. We continue to ascend, hearing the gargoyle's screeches and howls with wind whistling.

We reach the large door made of metal and bones with a skull of a demon of that. I sense it's remaining powers, still clinging to the now decorative piece. Uldar draw their hands to twist it and the door opens.

It's a museum of weapons that reeks of different powers imbued. All are perfectly arranged in each various sizes and types with markings indicating which owns it.

The banging of the metal grows louder and we are met with the tall bald gray man with multiple of arms tied by this chains working on multiple swords. Sparks flew everywhere in it's near vicinity as the growls increases.

"Oh Lord!!! Give me more! Ugh!" The strange man shouts and moans.

I tap at Uldar's head since I guessed that's only way to get their attention. Uldar turns out around with intention to kill with their hand grew sharpened like long talons.

"Woah! Careful there!"

They glare at me and huffs, "Don't do that again or I'll skewer you to pieces."

I shake my head in disbelief, "I just want to ask question." Uldar tilts their head in attention. I'm guessing that's a nod.

"What's wrong with him?"

"A habit of his, they love pain as much a hug of woman's bosom." Uldar explains afterwards as it serves a coping mechanism about something personal.

"Okay... Are you gonna ask him of my needs?"

"Of course, of course don't we all?" Uldar michieviously grins as they smile like an old man without dentures.

Uldar tried to gain the strange man's attention but their voice are muffled by the loud banging of steel and incessant screams of his.

Uldar materialize a sword made of darkness and strikes the stranger's man back.

"Ahh!!! That hits the spot!" He turns around to face us. When he saw me in his peripheral vision, they panicked. They screamed, shaking the whole room and from the shadows, ghost of warriors have arrived to set upon their duty.

"There! The ugly human has trespass our sacred grounds!" He shouts at the ghosts who nods at his command and began to approach me in a circle.

Uldar says to the strange to cease this behavior but he wouldn't listen as fear overtakes him.

"Looks like you have to fend yourself, Hunter." Uldar says with contempt and stand to the side.