The Ultimate Host

Even though The Chameleon kicked Victor off the nearby waterfall, he would still chase after him. The Chameleon jumped off the cliffside, also plunging himself into the water. Even though he couldn't see Victor, he knew where to find him. All he had to do was follow the trail of blood he left in the water that was following down the stream. The Chameleon decided to snap back into his regular self. You can run but you can't hide from me." You're bleeding out." Soon you will lose so much blood you won't be able to move. The blood trail led The Chameleon onto dry land. The Chameleon leaped out of the water and followed the muddy footsteps. The Chameleon leaned down and sniffed one of the muddy footprints. The footprints smelled like sweat, blood, brown sugar. He started laughing. He loved to toy with his prey before he hunted them down. The muddy footprints led him towards the entrance of a cave. The Chameleon grabbed his chin and started massaging it. " Hmm." I don't like this." Something smells funny and I don't want to be a part of it." As soon as The Chameleon turned around, Victor stood in front of him. Before he could even react, Victor started doing some hand signals. Suddnely he shoved two of his fingers into The Chameleon's neck. As soon as his fingers entered The Chameleon's neck, The Chameleon's body shut down. He collapsed to his knees, looking dumbfounded. " What the f.u.c.k?!" Victor was clutching his stomach. He was still losing blood. Victor needed to do something quickly. As he took a couple of deep breaths his stomach wound healed up with leaving a scar. Victor tightly clutched his sword and placed it against The Chameleon's neck. The Chameleon started chuckling. " Ah, you got me." What now?" Victor s.u.c.k.e.d his teeth. Now I'm going to chop your f.u.c.k.i.n.g head off, demon." Victor c.o.c.ked back his sword, getting ready to chop off The Chameleon's neck. Just as he was about to chop off The Chameleon's head, The Chameleon opened his mouth and coughed up smoke, which made the area smoky and hard to see. Victor jumped back. " The Chameleon started laughing. You may be a powerful and yet skilled swordsman, but you could have killed me if you were smart."

Victor s.u.c.k.e.d his teeth. The Chameleon stood on his feet and clenched his hands into fists. He transformed into his snake demon form. He slithered towards Victor and whip his tail after him. Victor parried the attack and sliced The Chameleon's tail off. Green blood splattered all over his place. The blood was like acid, which melted a hole in the ground. The Chameleon started screeching and screaming like a siren. You will pay for that!" Victor looked in the air and saw the ship he was supposed to leave on departing from the burning Western Kingdom. " Shit." There goes my ride." The Chameleon rushed out of the smoke and caught Victor off guard, nearly slicing him in half. Victor dodged the attack, so he only got away with three scratches on his left cheek. Hmm." I'm surprised you dodged that." If you didn't you've been dead for sure." Victor wiped the blood from the side of his face and grabbed his sword tightly, generating powerful purple double damage energy around his sword. The entire area started shaking and rumbling. A crater appeared under Victor's feet.

The ground started cracking in half. Victor's power level was going through the roof. Victor's eyes turned purple. The bandages around his arms unwrapped from around him and levivtated in the air. The Chameleon s.u.c.k.e.d his teeth. Please!" What am I suppose to be?" Scared?" Ha!" The Chameleon slithered towards Victor who closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He lashed out his long and sharp claws after Victor, about to slice in half. Prepare to be a resident of hell!" At the last minute, Victor stepped out of the way of The Chameleon's attack, quickly opening his eyes, shouting: Double Damage Swordbeam Of The Gods!!: He brought his sword down like a guillotine and perfectly sliced The Chameleon in half, splattering black blood over the place. Both halves dropped on the ground like bags of cement. Victor sheathed his sword and nodded his head. The Chameleon was barely conscious.