The Ultimate Host

Even though the bandits were scared of Clint they still intended to charge towards Clint because they were bandits down to the core. They pillaged every village and person who they came in contact with. The 5 remaining bandits charged towards Clint, screaming like sirens. Clint grabbed one of the bandits by the neck driving his hardened clawed mud hand through the bandit's chest, ripping out his heart. The bandit died instantly. The other 5 remaining bandits reloaded their weapons opening fire on Clint. The bullets sunk into Clint's body as if he was quicksand. He began smiling. He placed his right hand on the ground, causing a giant mud spike to burst out of the ground that instantly killed the remaining bandits. Clint saw one last remaining bandit that was missing an arm whimpering in pain. " Please spare me..." mumbled the wounded bandit. Clint kicked the bandit on his back. Clint snickered. " Why should I spare you?" " "You bandits always think you can come on someone's property and get off of it alive."

" You deserve to die, right here right now." Clint turned his hand into a hard mud mace. As he was about to bash the bandit"s head open like a coconut, the bandit pulled out a grenade, throwing it at Clint. An explosion occurred. Mud splattered everywhere. The bandit began laughing. " Take that you motherf.u.c.ker!" yelled the wounded bandit. The bandit quickly pulled out a syringe filled with a strange glowing orange substance. He jammed the syringe inside of his neck. Suddenly he sprouted another arm. Transparent liquid splattered everywhere as his new arm grew. He stood on his feet, with an angry look on his face. As he turned around Clint was in front of him unharmed. Clint grabbed the bandit by his head lifting him off the ground, driving a mud blade through his head splattering blood everywhere. He tossed the bandit's dead body to the side as if he was roadkill. He began snickering. " I am mud." Most of this island is covered in mud. "I am unstoppable!" yelled Clint. Victor overheard Clint. He began laughing. Clint was a very c.o.c.ky man. That what Victor liked about him. You could trust a c.o.c.ky man.

Near The Border Of Saint Isi.

Cross, Sarah, Jesse, Orion, Lucia, Akashiri, Jagger, and Master Irwin were now by the border of Saint Isi which had 2 guards equipped with lances and shields. They wore brown leather armour. They stood in front of a giant black gate. As Cross approached the giant black gate, one of the guards stopped him. "Halt!!!" yelled one of the guards. " What is your purpose and business here in Saint Isi?" Cross scoffed. "We all are here to see Victor Zen." " No, you don't." " Victor Zen hasn't told us about visitors. " Plus if you want to enter here you need a pass." What pass?" " A red pass." " You either buy a pass or f.u.c.k off." Orion walked in front of Cross and said: "How much are the passes?" "20,000 pieces of gold." "Each." We don't have that much." said Cross. " Then f.u.c.k off and go back to your pig sty!" Cross had enough of the guards. He ran towards the guard punching him so hard in the face, he lifted off his feet, smashing into the giant black gate, receiving many horrible wounds. The other guard heaved his lance at Cross.

Orion stepped in the way, slicing the steel lance in half as if it was butter. He then kneeled the guard in the face, breaking all of his teeth. His nose was also broken. Orion searched the 2 guards, finding 8 passes which would allow them to freely roam the city without a guard hassling them for a pass. As they approached the high tech giant black gate, They had to stick their passes in a sliver slot. As all 8 passes were placed in the silver slot the giant black gate opened. The island of Saint Isi stood before them. As they all stepped foot on the island of Saint Isi, multiple guards approached. Clint stood in front of the guards heavily equipped. " Well, well, well." " We have uninvited visitors." " "What brings you people to the beautiful island of Saint Isi?" We are looking for Victor Zen." Clint instantly wiped the smile off his face. He had a serious look on his face. " You must be the intruders that caused havoc on The City Of New Malar. "All of you have a huge price on your heads." "If I collect them I will be a very rich and powerful man!" Cross sucked his teeth. " You will never be able to defeat any of us." Clint grinned. "I know for sure I will end your life." " If you defeat me I will allow you and your friends to go to Victor Zen and discuss what problems you having." Cross walked up to Clint and spat in his hand. "Agreed."

" Let's shake on it." Cross walked up to Clint and shook his saliva drenched hand that was like glue. As they finished shaking hands they walked away from each other. Cross took off his shirt exuding his rippling muscles tossing his blue shirt to the side, cracking his knuckles, forming 2 metallic swords in his hand. Clint formed a hardened mud mace and shield in his hand. "Prepare for the fight of your life."