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"Querpoco wings are very tough, Master. Jaga saw a girl like them flying north just before you killed old master."
 
"Sounds like a start then" He changed direction, heading north. "Little detour wouldn't hurt any"
 
She nodded, fashioning one hide into a sack to carry everything. "Her throat is bony and tough Master, try to cut the sack on her neck, she can use it to call strong monsters to help.
 
"Got it" Granted he wasn't too concerned, As long as the beast or its summons weren't that difficult to fight off he didn't care how many there would end up being.
 
Jaga directed him to a cave, where a woman with large wings and a fan-like tail stood, pecking at a very large fruit.
 
"Alright here's the plan" He pointed to the creature. "You run in and distract her, I come from behind and slice her up. Easy enough to understand?"
 
"Yes master." She ran by the woman, slapping her feathered ass, getting a surprised squack from her. She rammed her fists together in a shower of sparks, screeching angrily at Jaga.
 
Creeping around, when she was distracted Jaden drew his machete then leaped up toward her back to drive his machete straight into her spine.
 
She clapped her fists again, then leapt after Jaga, causing him to miss. She slammed her fists, a firey burst throwing Jaga against the cave wall, knocking her out cold.
 
After her attack, Tyr continued rushing after the beast. With her back turned to him, he drove his weapon sideways in a wide-arced slash.
 
The blade glanced off her neck, just as solid as Jaga has said. She turned with a hiss, starting to inflate her red throat.
 
"The hell?" Tyr took a step back warily, getting into a defensive posture thinking that she was going to blow a whirlwind in his direction. However he suddenly recalled what Jaga had said and suddenly rushed forward, though most likely would end up being too late.
 
She gave a roar like the great jaggi, cut off with a pained hiss when he slashed the sack. She stumbled back, holding her neck.
 
Tyr braced himself, hoping that he'd managed to stifle her roar enough for no creatures nearby to hear. As she stumbled back he gritted his teeth then tackled her to the ground, driving his blade straight into her neck again and slashed outward, creating a spray of blood that burst into the air.
 
She leapt back, blood running from her torn pouch, bone visible beneath, guarding her vital veins. "Smart male." She hissed in a whisper. "Strange one, most males want to fuck, not kill."
 
"I like both" He looked down at her with an evil grin, then took the hilt of his machete and drove it straight into her neck. All of his strength use to pierce the blade straight through her bone.
 
She chocked, breathing shakily. His blade had pinned her neck to the ground, but missed the veins within. "Sick, beast." She whimpered, air whistling against the blade with her every breath.
 
"Maybe" He said in low tone, grinning darkly. He kept her underneath him, as he continued driving his blade straight into her throat sending more blood into the air whenever he plunged the weapon back into her neck. He didn't aim at anything in particular, just finding a sick joy in stabbing her.
 
She squirmed, hissing in pain. She rammed her fist together, setting off a blast of searing flames, throwing him off her.
 
Flung off to the other end of the cave, Tyr recoiled some clutching at his chest. The hard leather he wore felt warm against his skin, but otherwise had done a decent enough of a job protecting him from the blast. After righting himself, he clutched the bloody machete in his hand and charged straight at her with renewed vigor, immediately bringing his blade down on her the moment he was in range.
 
She leapt aside, the slash cleaving off her left arm. She stumbled to the ground as she landed, trying to crawl away. "Please..." She hissed.
 
As the slash connected, he drove his blade away from her as another spray of blood filled the air. "Please?" He looked down at her, grinning darkly. He glanced back at his blade then at her, then stepped forward and stomped down on her as she tried to get away. "That's not how the world works" He kept his heel firmly down, keep her from escaping as he bent down and drove his blade into the shoulder of her other arm.
 
With her arms torn off, Tyr considered her harmless. He drove his blade straight through her, into the ground to keep her in place then walked over to Jaga's prone form and delivered a harsh kick at her side to bring her back to consciousness. "Yo, you got work" He gestured back at the impaled female. "You said you were good at skinning, right?"
 
Jaga groaned, sitting up and looking to the squirming girl. "So cruel. But anyway, moves too much, squirming prey will make bad pelts."
 
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