The Rise Of A Porter

Back in present...

Two warriors were fighting it out. Dealing blows after blows on each other. Every blow carrying enough strength to knock an elephant out, yet they kept going. Each blow stronger than before. Both of them stood upon that hallowed ground, the defender and attacker were more or less in the same situation. As soon as one of them had the advantage over the other, the other person came up with a counter. Each fighting for survival each in their own way. Time ticked by as time does, neither accelerating nor flinching, one wanted to protect his family, while the other wanted to destroy it.

'The way he talks in Portuguese and primarily uses his legs to fight, it's clear this guy's from Brazil or somewhere around the country...' Johnny thought, assuming his battle stance, 'And as far as I can remember, Nicholas informed me about his enmity with a distinguished guild called the white wolves or something... They were also the ones who sabotaged Arnold's dungeon run. But what are these bastards doing here?'

The big man wasn't as big nor as strong as Johnny. Yet his technique of fighting was very unique. Not to mention the way he repeatedly appeared and disappeared was a pain for Johnny to handle alone. This ability was solely the reason he hadn't been able to take the man down even after fighting with him for over five minutes. It was longer than he had ever fought against any human without knocking him out. Apart from Nicole.

Deep down Johnny had respect for the mysterious man, but he knew he had to get rid of this man fast. The others needed him. He knew so because his communicator kept buzzing ceaselessly. He was still thinking of different ways to overpower his target when he spoke up.

"A bit amusing, won't you say the same?" The man grinned. Slowly removing the cloth draped around his head, "I don't think there's any need to hide from anyone, anymore. It wouldn't take you much time to put one and one together and figure out who we are."

"I had figured it out even before you should me that disgusting face of yours," Johnny replied without taking his eyes off the man.

He wasn't exaggerating anything. The man's face was truly a work of art. Just like Picasso's last self-portrait. In short... If a kid saw the man, they'd be scarred for the rest of their lives. He had a wide face, an extremely small nose even a particular dark wizard's snake-like nose was bigger than his, and narrow lips. His grey eyes were droopy and had thin eyebrows. His black hair or whatever remained of it was closely shaved. All in all his dishevelled appearance made him look like an orc more than a human. But something made it all secondary.

It was the burn marks on the right side of his face that attracted Johnny's attention. These were normal burn mark either. These were caused by an elementalist... A pyromancer to be precise. The left side of his head had been completely incinerated. Not a single strand of hair was on the mentioned side of his head. At that moment, Johnny couldn't help but wonder what could the man have possibly done to incur such wrath from someone. Then he remembered someone with a short fuse who could've done this...

"Arnold?" Johnny mumbled but it was loud enough for the man to hear him.

"If not him then who else?" The man gave a sad smile but soon got a hold over himself. He didn't have the time to reimburse into memories, not when he was so close to taking his revenge on the man who was the source of his pain and misery.

Johnny wanted to know more about him. That's why he needed to take him into custody. He felt no sympathy for his enemy. No matter what happened to his enemy, an enemy was still an enemy. And he also trusted Arnold. He wouldn't do something like this until he was threatened or provoked. Still, he was a worthy opponent. One Johnny will remember for a long time.

"May I-"

"Sebastian Jean. That's my name." The man interrupted Johnny, "Enough chit chat, now let's get this over with." (Author's Note: I hope you're happy Mr CEO. Lol.)

Sebastian charged at him. Johnny remained calm waiting for the man to do the obvious. A moment later, Sebastian disappeared from his sight. Exactly what Johnny had anticipated. Sebastian simultaneously reappeared on Johnny's left and threw a right hook at him. Sebastian had planned to follow it up by a left jab, but before he could do it, Johnny slipped backwards. Giving him more time to execute his move.

Black lightning surrounded Johnny. His agility increased manifolds. With this newfound agility and Sebastian's momentum, he quickly grabbed the remaining hairs of Sebastian's left side and slammed his knee on his head with all his strength. Shattering the non-existing nose of his opponent.

Sebastian doubled down, wincing in pain. Blood started pouring out of his nose like a faucet. His eyes started tearing up. Sebastian now realised that Johnny had been just playing with him before. Had he been serious from the get-go then the fight might've already been over. Yet, if Sebastian knew about his opponent's strength, he wouldn't have charged at him like an idiot in the first place. He finally knew what was Johnny's plan all along. He had been luring him in like an experienced fisherman rather than playing with him like a bratty kid.

But Johnny wasn't done yet. He quickly slipped his arms around the man's torso. Put his entire weight on his shoulders, lifted him off the ground before slamming him headfirst back in the ground.

Sebastian grunted, slowly pushing himself back to his feet. Johnny was surprised by this. He thought Sebastian would've most certainly knocked out by his move. But there he was... limping towards him for another bout. Despite his admiration for the man, he knew he needed to put him out.

This time it was Johnny's turn to charge at his opponent and charge he did. He rushed towards Sebastian, who had nowhere to run. He couldn't use his teleportation ability right now as it was still absorbing moonlight and couldn't be used until it was fully charged. He knew it was over for him. Yet he stood tall, to face the mad titan charging at him.

The moment Johnny reached him, he threw an elbow which hit Sebastian at the side of his head, the soft part right on top of the temple. Sebastian finally couldn't take it anymore. He fell on his knees before collapsing on the ground, his mouth open, blood coming out of it.

Johnny quickly checked on him. His heart was still beating. He was just unconscious.

"Just how thick is his skull?" Johnny huffed and tied the man up to the nearest tree before leaving the area. There were things he needed to do. Like kicking someone's arse.