The first boar that entered the cave is the one that get out of it's disgusting shock first, letting out a low pained...almost sad squeal, it doesn't look at us from behind the hole anymore.
It just, look at the dead body of it's companion, one hoof coming forward after the next, it slowly gain ground, getting closer and closer to the place we're protecting.
Malfoy and annie get back up in a rush and take their respective place, I also go to the right of the wall, balrow ready himself, leaning forward a bit, ready to stand his ground, jenna already have one arrow completly drawn.
The pig ignore us, my hand hurt, it just stare at the dead and walk forward.
Depressed steps.
Weak steps.
Gaze focused only on it.
Disgusting, look at it, looking at the dead body like it's entire life is finished, like it has emotions!
Fucking piece of meat is way out of it's head if it start thinking it's even remotely close to having empathy.
It lift it's snout, pushing it down on the dead body of it's friend multiples time, slow squeals resonate in the cave as it try to wake up the well and well dead boar.
Pathetic, my grip tighten, more and more.
I want to stab it.
What is jenna doing!? I turn my head back and see jenna, string fully drawn, arrow ready to go, the boar is close, it's big, it's an easier targer than what she practiced on, so why, the, fuck, is, she, not, shooting!?
I see her bloodlust, her vandetta fane out at the sad scene.
Ohhh, don't tell me she's feeling empathic toward meat of all things now!?
"Fucking shoot."
Her face twitch as her eyes meet mine, body jolting as she hear a low growl.
And it's not coming from the boars
I look straight into her eyes, her eyes shaky, she look at me for a second her eyes widen.
I don't know what she's seen but it's enough for her to dodge my gaze and go back to staring the beast.
Hah! Finally! She must have realised how dumb she was to feel empathy for a meal, I get it, this can happen, she's probably angry with herself.
My teeth grind, it hurt.
Anyway, I turn my eyes on the sight of the pathetic meat again and let out another growl since there isn't any fucking arrow in it yet.
What!? Is!? She!? Doing!?
"Shoot, now." Two seconds later, my ribsteak is squealing hard just like how it's friend did.
it shake around, the two other move, one come to it's pierced friend and try to help it, someway.
However the other rush forward, take a looooooooooooooooong, extremely long run and start rushing like a bull toward us.
From the start of the cave.
To the hole we're guarding...wait can balrow take this kind of impact?
Balrow lean forward again, remembering how he flew the first time.
I lift my hand up readying myself to push him. He can't take this.
Stopping this kind of meat mid charge is possible. A fully charge though?
Before I do Anything though, the steak, like a fucking dumbass, roaring like the pig it is, fucking stumble on the dead body.
It fall like a gigantic ball with some feet. Rolling around, slamming it's head first on the ground before rolling vertically and falling two times sideway, dragging and sliding on the rough ground, rolling because of his momentum until he slam.
Right against balrow shield, momentum reduced, back first against his shield.
Hah!
I move first, joining the first panicked pig squeal. The one with the arrow in it's flesh. Another one come join it as me, beside barlow, just above his shoulder, spear my weapon deep inside it's hide.
My grip on my spear dead tight, I lean my body forward putting more and more weight on my impaled spear.
Malfoy follow just after, thrusting his sword one time, not that deep, inside it's hide, he directly get it away from the meat, just planning on bleeding the fucker out.
Making it tender to eat I see.
As he does so, and because of my first thrust, the boar is already screaming like it's getting butchered alive, it's hooves flailing patheticly in the air, his body moving left and right like a baby being put to sleep.
He's doing all of that in a desperate attempt to get back on it's hooves.
"CONTINUE!" I scream as I try to rip the spear out of the beast body, annie manage to slide her dagger into it's hide too, her hands are shaky as she thrust from behind balrow back. she doesn't seem, that comfortable fighting.
What's jenna doing!? That's a free shot!
The beast move heavily on the left as something just as big is trying to get it on it's feet, I get pulled forward as the grip on my spear doesn't fail.
Everything else fail, but my grip don't.
I slam my feet on the side of the wall, a strong hand grab the back of my shirt and we PULL!
Blood flow on balrow face and shield as I take half of my spear out of it's body, shaking my spear left and right, ripping as much of it's body from the inside as I possibly can.
JUST LIKE I DID WITH THE GOBLIN!
Soon enough, I free my spear and go fly backward.
I stumble back and fall, nothing to support my feet on the wall anymore. As I do a small rain of blood fall above our heads. It come from my spear, who's half red with some strange meaty part sticking on it. Even some of that meat fall downs with it
I quickly get back in position, just as the boar do it's best to get up with it's friends help.
The helper hoof slam on the ground, just in front of the wall, pushing and flexing to save it's friend.
I stab it!
I almost miss but the small thorns on the side of my spear hit, it let a squeal out.
And the helped, now dying one fall back down.
See no empathy!
It's friend just straight up slam into the felled one, just pushing and pushing it's body on the left of the wall as much as possible, now realizing it can be hurt too.
Tsk.
The newly injured one manage to help it as I get my spear back beside me.
The injured one hoves work together and finally manage to get back to standing, even if it's shaky.
jenna put an arrow on the side of the one that was helping, malfoy stab it too.
It just squeal and keep pushing until I can't see the heavily injured one anymore, before I can thrust my spear again, the helper get the fuck away.
Running away to the right as the one with a single arrow on it's body slam itself on balrow shield
.
It was patiently waiting behind huh.
Balrow handle the impact.
It moves back, and slam again.
Balrow get on the backfoot but handle.
It take a thrust from malfoy sword but it move it's head fast enough that that the sword click on it's tusks, it rush back.
Balrow slam back at the same time, he slide back, arm shaky and already exhausted from the dead one, but he hold.
I spear forward, it growl and squeal moving like it's rabbit. The metal in it's meat get detached as he walk backward away from my pointy weapon.
Before balrow can take a breathe, the other less injured one. The one I call helper. Slam on his shield hard enough to shove him backward, annie slam on his back and push back with him.
Me and malfoy stab, unfortunately it move back far enough to cover the hole and not get stabbed by any of us but jenna, even my spear is not long enough.
It breath heavily, staring at us with those beady eyes. The sound of heavy shifting can be heard behind it, it growl, an animal taking it's stand but unwilling to bite.
Fucking Chihuahua! Hah!
I take a stone out of my inventory and throw it at it as hard as I can, it growl a bit more and move away again but that clearly didn't do much.
"What now?" I hear malfoy voice, he stare at me, no, more shifting can be heard as I answer "Sam-!" Balrow slide away again, hard, annie go fly back with him, fucker attacked when we talked.
Malfoy manage to do a small thrust and I barely miss mine as it go back, same distance as earlier, balrow get back in front of the hole and barely manage to hold his ground, arms shaking like leaves in the wind.
Malfoy and me give a thrust, annie try to support balrow.
I stare at his arms, yeah.
He's way too tired to keep that up.
The pork rush forward again, a monster in the flesh, blood dripping down it's body, but still ready to push and slam, again and again, for how long?
Minutes?
Can barlow hold on for that long, blood is slowly piling up too, he'll start slipping soon.
Fuck.
Running from my right spot, I grab annie shirt push her back and slam my body on balrow back at the same time the beast tusks come slam on the shield, we slide backward, way less, my feet spread wide in a sumo like stance as I lean on balrow back.
My meal slowly walk backward, managing to block malfoy sword, my lips close to balrow ear, I speak, unnatural anger fueling my words.
"Give me your shield."