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Chapter 11 by Zaofan Zaofan

Hero's path or Villainy Path

Hero's Path

“H-hey! L-leave her alone” My voice cracks way more than I expected it too. But it draws the attention of the group away from their prey, the two I recognized as the NPC’s look almost frightened to see me.

A mixture of my hulking muscles and perhaps the fact they had been caught in a compromising position sends a wave on uncomfortable feelings rousing through them.

The only fellow who still looked unconcerned about my arrival was that so called leader. But he was in for a rude awakening.

Gang Leader: “Hey uncle go about your business! This is a family issue” he barks towards me.

My brows furrowed deeply, 'who the heck is he calling an uncle.' I pressed down the anger swelling in my heart and focused on the clearly shaken girl still sat on her knees. Seeing those wide spherical shaped eyes, glazed with tears did something to me. I wasn't sure why I felt sad despite vividly still remembering that face of a devil she showed me beforehand. The one hell bent on stripping me down to my socks and balls.

'Ergh, what a bitch.'

I took a few breaths to calm my shaken heart before I stuck my beefy chest out and marched forwards. My eyes remained firmly rooted towards the girl. That look within her eyes was not the same wild look she beheld me with the last time I saw her. She looks scared and somewhat ****. I know that look, my mother carries the same empty stare after she's arrived home from working all night. That thought alone spurs a fire in my gut.

“Hey! Are you alright? “I ask her in a more confident and firm voice . I notice she flinches a little, then her eyes trailed towards the rough talking youth standing beside her. Before she lowers her head again and I noticed her shoulders visibly shaking.

Gang Leader: “Are you deaf! I said she's fine- get out of here before you get yourself hurt”

His voice laced with venom but I continued to remain focused on the girl. Paying that idiot no mind at all, and my continued approach seemed to have its effect. I noticed the two NPC’s parting aside after realising they weren't going to physically stop me. Then I finally placed an expressionless gaze upon the leader. I never knew he looked so small this closely. Given, I was standing at over 6 foot tall now, it still felt intriguing to see someone who I was once terrified of suddenly look so weak

I purposely held my footsteps right in front of him. Our eyes locked and I see sweat trailing down the side of his face. His eyes spoke of the turmoil in his heart, he wasn’t sure whether to retreat or press on against this immovable wall. Knowing he might not find any joy responding to the latter, he cursed beneath his breath before stepping aside reluctantly.

But I knew what sort of fellow this guy was, so I held out my thick arm. Stopping him from moving further. My narrowed gaze filled with coldness fell against him again. And in the most imposing manner I could muster I said,

“If you dare lay another finger on her again...I’ll hurt you...and no one will ever hear your screams nor find your body.”

I saw his face tremble once those words flowed into his ears. He wanted to retort, I could sense it, but he knew better. Especially standing so close to me, he could probably sense there was no way he could win.

And so, I watched on with great satisfaction as he clicked his tongue before he walked away, dragging those two NPC’s along with him.

“Phew!” inwardly I was slight relieved knowing I had avoided any more dilemmas involving people without any powers. I guess talking things out is another way out of these situations, I thought to myself.

I hadnt known when the punkish girl had gotten up. I think her name was Anna now that I remember. I soon felt a set of slender set of hands holding my own. I jumped at first, surprised she was behind me so quickly. But she didn’t seem phased by my brutish movements. I saw a playful smile creased against her face. A sense of elation mixed with joy, which seemed strange considering the state she was in only a few minutes ago.

Punkish Anna: “Thank you Mister! You save-save-saved my life hehehe..I wish...I wish there was a way for me to repay you”

I felt a cold shiver running down my spine as I watched her licking her lips and twirling a lock of her hair. I instantly flinched away. A single look at the way she was dressed was enough to make my cock throb hard, and I couldn’t risk it considering these jeans were practically painted onto my legs.

My hand quickly moved to cover the thick bulge outlined over my pants, I held no confidence in being able to restrain myself once that took place. So I executed a plan which was completely out of my character. I twisted on my heels and ran as far away as I could possibly run.

In my mind, if I was going to fuck her brains out. Id at least like to be in my normal body when I finally cross achieved that milestone...sigh, since when did I start having such a moral compass, shit! look at the time I need to get home.

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