Chapter 65 Dark Damp Alleyway

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But he never showed up, Suzuka peek behind a corner but he was already gone. It was evident that David was a master of stealth and evasion. The moment Suzuka stepped into the alley, he realized she was onto him. He made a quick retreat the moment she turned that corner. With lightning speed, he made his getaway, slipping out of sight before Suzuka had a chance to confront him. 

Suzuka pondered to herself with a giggle, "What in the world is going on with this quirky character?" She couldn't help but giggle at the thought and continued her search for the inn that Lisanna had told her about. As she made her way through the streets, she couldn't help but let out a silly laugh, "This guy is just too much! What? Is he a stalker or something?" 

As Suzuka cautiously made her way through the unfamiliar streets, the sun began to dip below the horizon and the night descended upon her like a dark shroud. 

The once bustling streets now lay desolate, with only a few flickering lights visible in the distance. The silence was eerie, broken only by the occasional creaking of wooden boards and the distant howl of the wind. 

With each step, Suzuka felt her heart quicken, as if she were being watched by unseen eyes. The shadows seemed to close in on her, and she couldn't shake the feeling that something sinister was lurking just beyond her field of vision. 

She clutched her sword, glancing over her shoulder as she walked down the empty streets. It was a scene straight out of a nightmare, and Suzuka couldn't help but wonder where is this inn.

As she approached the mouth of the alleyway, an eerie feeling washed over her. And then, she heard it - a faint, pitiful cry for help, weak but undeniable. The voice was small and fragile, like that of a child in distress. She cautiously peered into the darkness, trying to locate the source of the haunting plea.

 But all she saw were deep shadows and mysterious shapes, shrouded in mystery. She was compelled to investigate. With every step she took into the alley, the child's cries grew louder, more desperate. She knew she had to act fast, for the child's life may depend on it.

Suzuka's piercing gaze could cut through the darkness like a knife, allowing her to see what most others would miss. She was taken aback by the sight that greeted her in the eerie alleyway.

Amidst the piles of refuse and clutter, a small figure lay motionless on the ground. Its back was turned to her, leaving its face hidden in shadows. Suzuka could feel the weight of multiple presences lurking in the darkness, their malevolent energy palpable in the air.

Despite the danger, Suzuka refused to be discouraged. She approached the child, her footsteps echoing ominously in the stillness. She knew that whatever lay ahead, she was ready to face it head-on. With a fierce look on her face, she pressed forward, eager to uncover the truth of what lay hidden in the depths of that ominous alleyway.

As Suzuka approached the desperate cries of the child, she was suddenly consumed by a sense of unease. The ground beneath her feet felt soft, almost as if it were giving way. But before she could even react, a brutal force clamped down on her leg with a sickening crunch. The sharp, metallic teeth of a bear trap had caught her, digging into her leather boots at her ankle. Because of her enhanced body and armored boots, the pain was unnoticeable, she felt a slight squeeze.

But the worst was yet to come. As the bear trap snapped shut, the child leaped to his feet, pointing rusty, bloodstained kitchen knife. The blade glinted menacingly in the dark catching a dim light, and reflecting the fear and desperation in the child's eyes.

Suddenly, a young child's piercing scream filled the air, "Come out! This slut is trapped!"

 Six more children emerged from the shadows, their faces contorted with fear, desperation, and anger. Each one brandished a makeshift weapon - dull knives, jagged metal spikes, and half a pair of scissors. They were ready to attack at any moment. The scene was both dramatic and ominous.

Suzuka knelt, her tiny frame quivering as she looked at the child, it was the same kid from the guild.

The child yelled, with a voice filled with anger and desperation. "Listen closely bitch! I will only say this once. Hand over every coin, every bit of wealth that you possess, you damn slut! Or face a gruesome death! Don't think that we are not capable of killing you, you whore! We don't mess around, bitch! Now, make your choice. Your life, or your possessions. You damn hooker." The menace in his voice was real, leaving no doubt that he was deadly serious in his demands.

Suzuka gazed upon the group of children huddled around her, each one more pitiful and desperate than the last. Their leader spoke with a rough, animalistic growl, like a cornered beast ready to strike. 

The children were a sorry sight, their ragged clothing stained and torn, their faces smeared with grime and dirt. They were gaunt and emaciated, their ribcages sticking out from their thin frames like the bars of a cage.

 Their eyes were hollow and haunted, reflecting the horrors they had faced in this merciless world. It was clear that they were lost souls, abandoned and forgotten by society, forced to scrape out a living on the fringes of civilization. At that moment, Suzuka understood the true meaning of desperation and fear.

Suzuka's hand curled around the rusty jaws of the bear trap, a symbol of their struggle for survival in this harsh town. With a fierce look on her face, she violently wrenched it apart, snapping the steel teeth like twigs.

 The children watched in horror as their last hope was shattered right before their very eyes. The bear trap was more than just a tool to them, it was their lifeline, their only means of securing food to feed their starving bellies. 

The sound of metal grinding echoed through the alley as the trap was destroyed, filling them with a deep sense of dread and despair. The children took a step back, fear creeping over them like a dark shroud, not from the display of strength, but from the knowledge that their future was now uncertain. 

The leader of the group let out a blood-curdling scream as he charged toward Suzuka with an animalistic ferocity. His eyes were wild with rage and his veins bulged as he cursed her, "You stupid bitch! What did you do? You slut! I'll kill you!" 

Like a beast that had been cornered. He wound up for a massive swing and lunged at her with all his might, his hands curling a rusted kitchen knife as he aimed for her abdomen. Suzuka didn't move an inch, she took his attack, his insult, and his anger. 

The blade of the knife plunged into her flesh, sinking deep into her exposed abdomen. But to the attacker's horror, it failed to penetrate the victim's body. Despite the force behind the strike, the dull blade bounced harmlessly off her enhanced form.

 Her muscles, fortified with unnatural strength, were able to withstand the attack with ease. The young assailant stood frozen, his mind reeling as he realized his attack had been completely ineffective. 

The scene was a testament to the victim's formidable powers and struck fear into the heart of the attackers, who knew they were no match. 

Suzuka was horrified as she witnessed the tragic scene unfold before her. She made a mental note to herself that she would not allow such injustice to occur. Her ultimate goal was to construct her own utopia, a city where all individuals would be treated with equality and fairness. 

She promised herself to build sanctuaries, where children like the ones she had just seen would never have to endure such cruel suffering again. She was driven by a powerful force, fueled by the knowledge that she could make a difference in the world and bring hope to those who had none.

The kid's leader started to shout at his fellow kids in desperation, "What are you waiting for, kill this bitch! Cut this slut down, why are you holding a weapon if you don't use it, fools. Kill this whore!"

Suzuka reached for her sword, drew it, flipped it mid-air, and couth it by the blade then pointed the handle of the sword at the kid's leader while saying, "This is a real weapon, here, cut me down with this."

The kid grabbed the handle without hesitation and pulled it towards himself but the moment Suzuka let go of it the kid felt the weight of a real sword. It hit the ground and he struggled to hold it let alone lift it. He was too weak to lift a real sword.

As she looked at the desperate child she remembered a familiar feeling, she was too in a cruel and desperate situation more than once. She understood them more than they could ever imagine. 

The kid gave up on the sword and in desperation he started verbally abusing Suzuka, trying to insult her because he was otherwise powerless against her. "Slut! Stupid bitch! Hooker! I will kill you! You dumb bitch. Give us your money! You will sell your pretty body to men and get more anyway! Your just a whore!"

But Suzuka just kneeled down and picked her sword off the ground then sheeted it. She reached deep into the pocket of her pants, she withdrew a handful of coins, the spoils from delivering the name tags of fallen adventurers back to the guild. These few silver coins will be a treasure in the hands of these kids, they probably haven't even seen silver coins let alone hold them in their tiny hands. 

 She placed the money onto the ground with a cold, deliberate motion, the clink of the coins ringing out like a bell. Without a word, Suzuka turned and began to walk away, the curses of the young man behind her echoing in her wake. Followed by the sorrowful cry of realization from what she did for them. 

As Suzuka stepped out of the dreary alleyway, she was immediately enveloped by the darkness of the night. The moon was hidden behind a shroud of thick clouds, leaving the streets eerily quiet and empty. The only sound that could be heard was the shuffling of Suzuka's feet as she cautiously made her way forward, searching for the inn.

After a brief stroll, the inn finally came into view. The warm glow of the lights and the inviting sign reading "The Mystic Oasis Inn" filled her with a sense of comfort. The journey had been long, but she was grateful to have finally reached her destination. 

As she approached the inn, she was struck by its charming appearance. The stone exterior, surrounded by lush greenery, was inviting and cozy. She couldn't wait to step inside and rest her weary bones. The Mystic Oasis promised to be a peaceful refuge and she was eager to experience its warmth and hospitality.