PATH OF THE STAR HUNTER

104 Chapter 104 An alchemist always carries potions.

(Sasha POV)

As soon as I got close to the place where Desmond and I had seen the dark-edged creeper tiger, I was able to see a scene that almost made my heart stop; Desmond was running in the direction of the creeping tiger who was in his characteristic lunge posture.

For a moment I felt enormous pressure on my chest when I thought that I would soon see the death of that charming hunter, but before all trace of life disappeared from my face; I saw Desmond jump and depending on what seems like a defensive ability, I used as a pivot the creeper tiger who was attacking him performing that way a jump in the air at an incredible height.

Soon I saw Desmond regain his posture in mid-air and depending on my ability to see the mana particles, I was able to observe how a gigantic amount of metallic and air mana gathered in Desmond’s right hand as he executed some kind of offensive ability. ; for a moment I was not able to understand how he was able to absorb and control an amount of mana that clearly exceeded the limits of what he should be able to do but Desmond’s knockdown time did not leave me much room to think.

When he got close enough to the tiger, it moved, evading Desmond’s powerful attack and thereby filling my mind with concern once more, but Desmond didn’t have any change in his expression when he detonated a small amount of compressed fire mana particles. behind you to change direction in the air.

What followed from this stunt was a powerful blast of dual mana that almost blinded me due to the energetic glow that my special eyes perceived in that split second that the impact lasted.

When I regained my sight I found an image that I would never forget, Desmond was retching on the gigantic back of the now collapsed creeper tiger, his right hand was buried in the back of the beast after piercing both its defensive plate and its flesh, a large amount of blood dripped from the wound, completely staining Desmond’s right arm and lightly splattering his face.

At that moment Desmond wore nothing more than a sadistic smile on his face accompanied by his blue eyes that seemed cold and ruthless like the deepest ice at this moment, this strange contrast accompanied by the occasional drops of blood that stained his face made him look incredibly dangerous right now. . . but for some reason, this did nothing but cause my heart to beat with an intensity that I did not think possible until today.

That scene went on for what seemed like an eternity to me until Desmond’s expression changed from the pleasure of a predator that managed to knock down difficult prey to an expression of immense pain when he pulled his right hand from the creeper tiger’s back and He held it with his left hand as if he couldn’t move it on his own; as he tried to stand up the expression of pain on his face seemed to worsen as his legs simply gave way, letting him fall from the tiger’s back to the ground.

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“Shit, it looks like I’ll have to crawl back home. ′′ From the ground Desmond still seemed to have enough energy to make a complaint.

′′ Desmond, are you okay? ′′ I asked aloud as I found myself running as fast as my body would allow it towards Desmond.

I barely had a chance to see his face up close to him with great concern when the response from the wounded hunter almost made me consider whether to leave him lying here or not.

′′ Of course, I’m fine, I’m just taking a nap under the shade of the trees after playing with my pet cat. . . Do you really think I’m okay? ′′

′′ Oh since you feel so good I guess you can make your way home alone, bye. ′′ I exclaimed in exasperation.

′′ Okay, sorry, I am not well, I can barely move my legs and my right arm, I am also injured in more than one place, I agree. ′′ Desmond seemed to give up on taking the attitude of invincible man and confessed the current state of him.

′′ There was no need to be sarcastic about it when someone asks you about your well-being, besides, aren’t you forgetting something? ′′ I said Proudly questioning this badly wounded hunter to learn a lesson.

′′. . . it’s fine, you were right, okay, I shouldn’t have faced the damn tiger by myself, it was too dangerous and I was too stubborn, but at least admit that you were also wrong about my chances of beating him. ′′ Desmond stubbornly exclaimed.

are you kidding? Look at you, you barely made it out alive, now you’re in no position to act proud Desmond. ′′ I could not believe the impudence of this idiot so I scold him for his irrational attitude; but how was he to know that Desmond cared little about being brash when he pressed the subject.

′′ You said it yourself, it is a thing of stupid pride of a man, just admit that you were wrong and I will forgive you. ′′ Exclaimed idiot Desmond with enormous conceit.

′′ AAAHH well I will admit it, but then you can forget that I give you some potion to help you with your injuries. ′′

′′ HAHA Win. . . wait do you have potions? Desmond asked after celebrating his stupid victory in our discussion.

′′ Of course, I carry potions with me, I am an alchemist remember, I have a potion that I keep for emergencies that should help you recover from almost any injury that is not too extreme or fatal, but given your behavior, I will not consider giving it to you unless you Excuse me and tell me something nice. ′′ I did not know what part of my brain that last request came from, but being too late to regret it, I decided to hide my shame and let Desmond apologize.

How could I know that the man who was lying on the ground in front of me did not hesitate for a single second when without a single change in his expression he began to apologize and say all kinds of sweet compliments, in the end, I was forced to shut him up before he the shame and shyness that I felt turned my face redder than the blood that stains Desmond’s face.

Resisting the urge to hide my flushed face in my hands, I took a deep healing potion from my backpack and gave it to Desmond, this was an improved version by my teacher of the more commonly known standard healing potion, it was more expensive due to its high-level ingredients and more complex to make, but it was also at least five times more powerful than standard; which should be enough to heal Desmond’s wounds.

In a matter of about 15 minutes, Desmond was able to stand with some difficulty and we decided to leave the area before the blood of the creeping tiger attracted other predators, which had not yet happened due to the territorial tendency of the tiger to scare off predators. from the vicinity of its habitat.

waiting. . . How do we get along with the tiger? ′′

It must be said that Desmond can be a very clueless man not to have thought about that problem before, luckily for him, I had been prepared from the beginning to transport large prey back home.

′′ Don’t worry I have it covered. ′′ I exclaimed proudly, eager to see Desmond in awe of my skill and preparation.