There he was.
Standing in front of me.
Even though fully healed, my body hurts just by looking at him.
I still remember his punch.
Sexis and Erect were also there and as soon as Malthus arrived, they both stood behind me.
Technically, they weren't standing behind me, they were hiding. But I chose to save their dignity by not using the word hiding.
Also, what I said earlier about loose panties—that was a metaphor. I don't wear that kind of stuff. Usually.
Anyway, as I was saying, Malthus is again in front of me and his evil grin said that he wanted to punch me more.
But before indulging in the fight, I decided to do something.
And that was…
Stepping to the side.
That move of mine revealed Sexis and Erect to Malthus in full light.
They had their eyes closed, not knowing that they are already exposed like a fart in a yoga class.
And who will tell them that closing their eyes won't make them invisible.
Malthus' gaze zeroed in—more on Sexis than Erect.
"There is the Alien King here as well. What a feast. Both Kings shall die now."
"Hmm?" Sexis heard that.
His eyes opened, and then refused to close again.
Erect went through the same reaction and both of them, after seeing Malthus, slowly turned their heads at me.
"That was one traitorous move, my friend." Sexis said.
"Who are you? And what am I doing here?" Erect went straight for amnesia.
I sighed.
"Sexis, are you seriously not enraged about your home planet? This guy made you homeless and if you don't do anything now, you will lose your home on this planet too. Even I am ready to fight him. So why can't you? Are those long antennas of yours just for show? Tell me."
I tried to knock some sense into the Alien King. He should get his anger back.
And it seemed that it worked. He grabbed his antennas in vigor and after a while, he said :
"Actually yes. They are for show. My antennas do nothing."
Motherfuc—
"So you will not fight this guy to save your home?"
"I never said that, Human friend."
"Either say my friend or human friend or just Racis. Don't change it often."
"Alright, my human Racis friend."
"...Don't say all three at on—forget it. Just give me your answer."
Sexis stopped fondling his antennas and his eyes found a sharp glint.
"My human Racis friend, there was a reason I was inside a trash can for all this while. Do you know the reason?"
"Yeah. You were hiding."
"…Okay, that was one reason. But there was a second reason too."
"There was?"
He turned to Malthus. His voice dropped.
"Yes. That reason was—"
SWIPE!
He jerked his scythe arms and—
SHRIIIIEKKK!!
From his back, four more arms erupted.
Each arm held a black abyssal scythe, gleaming like death itself.
Ten arms. Ten scythes. One serious Sexis.
The air changed.
He looked like John Wick possessed by Piccolo the aura farmer.
It was majestic. It was terrifying. It was—
"TOUCH ME ALL OVER."
Until he opened his mouth again.
The silence hit harder than any sword.
"...Why did you scream that? I was praising you."
"That's the name of the Skill. Heroes announce their attacks, right? That's how it works."
"Bro. That works only if you're summoning meteors. You can't scream Touch Me All Over and expect people to cheer. And we don't have the liberty to share the names of our Skills. We'll be classified as perverts if we do that."
"Yeah. That's true. I have noticed the names too while I was going through my skills in the trash can."
"I know right. One of my skills is called A Minor."
"Hoho. I feel you. I also have one with the name All Feminists should die."
"You definitely made that one up."
"Hoho. Your mind knows no bounds, my human Racis friend. Indeed, I made that up."
"Of course. What can one expect from someone named Sexist."
"Hoho. You are making me crack."
"What the fuck you both are doing!? Shut up for God's Demon's Devil's anyone's sake!!"
Malthus lost it.
He screamed, roared, barked, howled—might've thrown in a sneeze.
He was in front of us and probably must have felt ignored.
Me and Sexis were talking among ourselves after all.
Nevertheless, we stopped talking and got serious.
Sexis' ten hands were ready to roar, my swords were also shining with courage and Erect's sword also—wait. Where the fuck was he?
I tried to look around but Malthus' voice didn't let me focus on anything else.
"You two surely are dangerous. If you both keep talking, you will kill all the enemies you will ever face. I am sure of it now, if anyone needs to die, it's you two. Otherwise I will never be able to rule this world."
"That's sweet. But have you seen the third guy? He was literally just here."
"PAY ATTENTION TO ME!! WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS?!"
"I will. But I need men!"
…
Silence.
Malthus blinked.
Sexis took a step away from me.
"…That came out wrong. I mean I need my men. My heroes. I can't fight you alone."
"You can't beat me with a group either, Human King."
Well shit.
My swords tightened in my grip.
Malthus was seconds away from starting the real fight.
And it was just me and Sexis now.
Erect, you coward… Where are you?
THUMP!
A sound came from behind me.
Someone landed.
Me and Sexis turned around and I saw him.
I beamed.
"Erect!"
And not only him…
"Yes, my lord. We have arrived."
All the Heroes were present.
Erect brought all the Heroes.
"I thought you wouldn't come, Erect."
Erect smiled.
He smiled. He didn't respond with his mouth. He used his mind.
'I wasn't coming. But then I remembered I have a sister.'
'…How the hell do you forget something like that?'
'Shit happens, my lord.'
'Fair enough.'
I stopped talking and seeing all the Heroes, my courage boosted to new heights as I again focused on Malthus.
This time, with grit.
"Let's do this, red bitch. It's high time we move to the endgame."
Malthus grinned.
"Thought you'd never ask."
And like that—
BOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!
Round 2 began.