Hvisland: A VR Colony Sim Game

"You pitied me back then, right!? You don't want to fight me because you think you'll win easily against me!?" Naomi screamed in a more muffled voice. "You underestimate me! I'll show you that I've become strong!"

"That's not a power you can be proud of, Naomi. What you are feeling now is the power of the devil." Ivan continued walking towards the woman. "I'm sorry if I offended you. I don't want to fight with you now. Wake up, Naomi. Remember your parents. Remember your training mates!"

"I have no friends!!!" Naomi's eyes filled with tears. "They were all just pretending to lose to me! Now, I can actually beat them all! Ahahahaha!!!"

Naomi suddenly stepped forward and punched Ivan in the chest. The fist was so hard it pushed Ivan back a few steps. The man had not had time to stand up straight when the fist attacks from Naomi came brutally. Even in the eyes of a layman like me, those fists seemed so random. Even so, Ivan could only fend off the attacks and occasionally receive them with his body.

"I don't want to hurt you in this condition, Naomi!" Ivan caught both of Naomi's hands. "Please, wake up! I do like fighting, but not like this…."

Ivan choked when his hands couldn't move Naomi's. It was Naomi who pulled the man's hand hard. Ivan's body was thrown forward, and he couldn't do anything when his opponent kicked him in the stomach. His body suddenly rolled backward.

Instead of attacking Ivan again, Naomi arched her body backward. She screamed like a beast, beating the roar of thunder.

Raindrops began to fall. I could feel the coldness of the water droplets that penetrated my body.

"Looks like I have no other choice." Ivan got up, wincing in pain, clutching the part of his stomach that had just been kicked. "I will fight you."

However, Naomi is now looking down and holding her head. Her curly hair now covered her face. "But, you are not my target. My target is Leva… Argggghhhh!!!"

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And suddenly, the tan-skinned woman ran past Ivan, toward the house of my colonists.

"Catch her, Ivan!!!" I screamed.

Does this woman know where Leva is now? How could that be?

Ivan ran through the rain. His shoes continued to splatter in the puddles that were starting to form. He looked like he had put in a lot of effort but couldn't catch up with his opponent at all.

And as time went on, Naomi got closer and closer to my colonists' homes. I could only run along, holding my head in panic.

Naomi is only ten meters from the house. Her hand reached out to grab the doorknob.

"Arrgggghhhh!!!" Ivan forced himself to run faster, then jumped up and caught the back of his tribe mate's shirt.

Both fell to the ground, about three meters from the door of the house.

Just as Ivan had knelt to his feet, Naomi punched him in the face. The woman, who was now also on her knees, gave Ivan another combination fists.

However, this time Ivan did not remain silent. After blocking some of those fists, the man punched Naomi in the nose. Naomi suddenly staggered with a bloody nose.

"Sorry, Naomi!" Ivan shouted to beat the roar of the rain, then wrapped his forearm around Naomi's neck from behind.

At first, Naomi's hand stuttered as if she wanted to reach for something. However, over time her body weakened. Until finally, her hands drooped down. Her eyes almost closed, showing only the whites.

Ivan hastily released his submission hold, then laid Naomi's body on the ground with a gentle motion.

"Please, don't die. I can't control my strength using a submission hold like that." Ivan put his middle and index fingers to the veins on Naomi's neck for a moment, then took a deep breath. "Ah, thank god."

As Ivan was about to lift his tribe mate's body, Naomi's eyes widened. The woman then strangled her opponent's neck with one hand.

"Ugh…" This is weird. Ivan had a hard time letting go of the stranglehold. Even when Naomi stood up, the man couldn't do anything but try to escape.

Then, Naomi started beating her opponent's face. Not just once, but many times. Gradually blood began to flow under the man's right eye.

Should I send my colonists out? No. That would only trigger Naomi to enter the house and find Leva.

I paused for a moment to think, then entered the house. However, I didn't order my men out but instead asked them to be on standby a few meters behind the door. With their bodies stiff and limp, they got up and formed a formation. Eric and Manu were in the middle holding their melee weapons, while two women with firearms were standing in the corner of the room, already aiming at the door.

Yes, maybe I'm cruel enough to have made Ivan the sacrifice for this surprise attack. However, after playing this game for a long time, I learned one thing. I must be willing to do anything to defend my colony. Hell, I sacrificed a lot of people just so Manu could make bricks. I've also destroyed a colony for food.

Now, I just sacrificed one person.

I'll make excuses to Brown if Ivan ends up dead. After all, the one who killed the man was Naomi, a member of the Acornhull tribe. This was the fault of Acornhull's own guardian spirit, who couldn't stop one of its inhabitants from carrying out the dark ritual.

Yes, it's not really my fault...

I clenched my fists. No matter how hard I tried to imprint that thought into my brain, I was sure I wouldn't be able to just forget about an incident like this.

Damn it.

I took a deep breath and came out of the house, finding Ivan already on the ground. The water puddle around his head started to turn red.

"Argghhh! Arggghhh! Arggghhh!" Naomi didn't care about that and just kept stomping on the back of the man's head. "Die! Die! Dieee!!!"

Naomi ended it by kicking Ivan hard in the head. The head shifted, and his face turned towards me.

The face was covered in blood and bruises. Its nose is bent in the wrong direction.

With a ragged breath, Naomi turned her head to my colonists' house's door and then started walking towards it.

At that moment, Ivan's body twitched.