Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties novel Chapter 195

Damien should feel elated and bold because of the sudden change of the two Batsquatches who were left. The only meaning he could read to it was the fact that they couldn't bear to stand before him again. They probably were scared because of what he did to his recent kill.

[Ping! Host should be ready for a wild impact. Double attacks.]

"What!"

Damien's jaws dropped.

"They are not scared of me? They are getting ready? How could that be?"

He knew he didn't have the time to argue with the system or his instinct. All he had to do was seize the moment and not be caught off guard. He couldn't afford to let his guard down.

"Even if they would attack... wait a minute, I mean they are supposed to attack one after the other. Isn't that what the system said... or, was I the one who was thinking too much?"

He found himself asking so many questions which he was reluctant to give answers to.

"On the bright side, that's a good thing. If they come at me at once, it'll be a once-and-for-all thing. Though it could take time, but I'll bring them both down."

He nodded, convincing himself. He was beginning to prepare his heart for whatever was coming. He couldn't afford to lose any moment.

The silhouette of darkness was beginning to hover over the jungle. It was just a matter of time before the jungle would be enveloped by the thick darkness.

Though there was always the brightness of the moon at night in the jungle, but that wouldn't help him. He couldn't take a risk. He wanted to be done before darkness would fall. That was the only reasonable option he could bring himself to admitting to.

It was also strange the amount of time consumed while fighting one of the beasts. Even though to him, it seemed like he took each beast down in few seconds, he realised that in reality, when he was done with the fight, the order of the day would change so significantly.

Suddenly, he noticed one of the beast looking down his body. He traced the eyes of the beast to the direction. When he looked away from that part of his body to the serious gaze of the Batsquatch, he muttered,

"Why is this bastard looking at my dick?"

Though it sounded funny talking about, but the thought of it was quite scary. Very scary.

"Bastard. Stop looking at my dick. Stop looking."

He wished he could make the beast stop. But instead, the two beasts approached him. They had long limbs that could aid their body movements. Huge talons leaving fat prints in the damp soil.

As they approached him, the beast which had its eyes on his dick would not break the gaze. It kept it long and serious.

"Uh-huh, this doesn't look good. This is bad."

He began to walk back, talking gentle steps to the back. While the Batsquatches approached him, he moved back.

It was quite an irony that few minutes ago, he was the man. Thinking he was scaring the shit out of the beasts. But now? He couldn't say much.

He kept on moving to the back. He couldn't tell why he was doing that yet. Suddenly, he got a grip of himself.

"Why the fuck am I scared? Bring it on you bastarda!!!"

He called on top of his voice. When he stopped moving, he thought the beasts would respect his choice and stop too. But they didn't. They kept on advancing.

Unlike before that Damien was scared. At this moment, he was calculating. He needed to think of a way to take down these beasts. Quickly and decisively. He needed a stunning breakaway.

The creepy Batsquatch which seemed to have a thing for his dick would not break the gaze. It kept looking like a lady would.

"Yall are wasting time. How about I bring it to you?"

He charged at them.

Not only did he missed taking out his rage, but both beasts clapped each of their opposite wings on his body.

"Ow... Ow... that hurts."