Primitive Man

Telvi stood hidden in the shadows of a safe building, her dark hair cascading down her shoulders as she observed the chaotic scene unfolding before her. Her heart pounded with conflicting emotions as she witnessed the intense battle between her husband Baktou and her saviour Garnt.

"What am I supposed to do? Why is this happening? Why can't we live happily?" Telvi kept questioning herself hoping to get answers. but she knew no one would be able to answer her questions.

Tears welled up in Telvi's eyes as she saw the devastation and death that surrounded the harbour. The clash between Baktou and Garnt was tearing apart not only their village but also their lives. She clenched her fists, torn between the man she had married and the one she had secretly loved.

In the midst of the battlefield, Telvi could hear the sounds of clashing swords, the echoes of powerful blows, and the desperate cries of men fighting for their lives. Unami and Kara struggled against Baktou's forces, their determination to protect Garnt evident in their every move.

Telvi's thoughts raced, torn between loyalty and desire. She wanted to run to the battlefield, to plead for the madness to stop, but the wall of Baktou's men and Garnt's people fighting blocked her path. She felt a deep sense of helplessness as the one she admired clashed with the one she was bound to by marriage.

"Baktou, stop it! We don't have to do this," She knew Baktuo wasn't fighting Garnt willingly but she still didn't know why he was doing all this because he wasn't telling her the true purpose of what she was doing, even after all these years.

As the battle raged on, Telvi's internal conflict reached its peak. She knew she had to make a choice, but the weight of that decision pressed heavily on her heart.

"I can't let them destroy each other," she muttered, her voice barely audible over the sounds of combat.

"I have to go! This is the best chance for me to stop these two and make sure they talk with each other. This might be the only way to stop the war." She thought about what she was going to do, but suddenly her gaze shifted to the massive metal pipe loaded with gunpowder, that was being operated by a strange group of people.

As she peeked through the window, she knew they were up to something because the group that operated the cannon looked rather familiar to Telvi.

"That woman! Where have I seen her before?" She questioned herself, but then she had a sudden realization as she saw part of her hair being violet-coloured.

"No way! What is Kalina doing here with that metal pipe?" Telvi whispered to herself, wiping away tears with the back of her hand. With newfound determination, she stepped out of the shadows and approached the window to take a closer look.

Telvi hesitated momentarily, her eyes flickering between the confusion of what was happening and the ongoing battle. A deep breath steadied her resolve, and suddenly she started to feel another pair of trembling hands on her palm and when she looked down, she saw her son Toga looking like he was on the verge of crying.

"Toga, don't worry! Mother will protect you," She muttered those words, but then she came to the quick realization of what was going to happen.

"Don't tell me- That woman is going to blow that thing into the battle?" She already knew about the cannons because Baktou talked about them, and she knew if that was blown into the army that was already injured it would be a massacre.

If Garnt or Baktou were hit with that, they would instantly die, and she felt like her whole body was going cold just imagining something like that happening.

She quickly looked at one of her servants standing behind her while walking toward her.

"I believe in you! If something happens, you should take him and escape. Wait until the battle is over, go to Garnt's village, and meet Gundo. Tell her this boy is his son! Gundo will understand once she sees his hair and-" She then kneeled in front of Toga, who was confused and refused to let go of Telvi.

"I love you, baby! But Mother has something important to do, so go and hide, and promise me that you will never take a dagger to kill anyone unless it is for your self-defense. You should only kill if needed!" She said and quickly gave Toga a warm hug. Toga was already crying, and he didn't say anything.

He wanted to shout and ask Telvi to allow him to follow her, but he knew doing that wouldn't help her.

"I will protect him with my life, Telvi! I promise you," the servant muttered, and Telvi hugged her back and slipped a dagger into her pocket, in case she needed it. Telvi quickly went down the wooden stairs to confront Garnt and Baktou, who should be fighting to the death right now.

***

"Mia! Mia! Answer me! Why do I feel like I am losing control of my body?" Baktou shouted desperately, his voice strained as he stumbled toward Garnt. The intensity in his eyes mirrored the chaos that brewed within him.

His blood started to boil inside his own body, and he started to show the symptoms of Thora when she was left alone in the wild, which is the clear influence of the DNA syringe, and Garnt also realized this just by looking at him.

"This idiot! He has no control!" He muttered to himself, but he didn't really have the luxury to worry about someone else when his own life was in danger since Baktou could possibly snap him into half if he let down his guard just because of how absurdly strong he was.

Garnt, his concern growing, stepped back cautiously. "What's happening? Who's Mia?" he asked, confusion etching his face.

Baktou grimaced, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. He clenched his fists, the struggle evident in his every movement.

As Baktou's internal turmoil escalated, Garnt's worry deepened. "Mia must be someone important," Garnt mumbled to himself. "But who is she? Eva, do you know about this Mia?"

Just then, a soft voice echoed in Garnt's mind. It was a voice of sadness and pity toward Garnt who had to fight Baktou because Eva knew how much Baktou meant to Garnt, as someone who saw how much he loved them as brothers.

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[Mia is a woman from my team, Garnt. She is not a woman that is on good terms with me. She might be the cause of Baktou's sudden change in behaviour. It is highly possible she had the same effect as me from the meteor since she was there when the accident happened.]

Garnt's eyes widened with realization, but Baktou's demeanour shifted drastically before he could react. His eyes started to bleed with an unnatural intensity, and his movements became erratic.

"It hurts! It hurts!" He started to shout and hit the floor as if his hands were itching to kill everything around him.

"Baktou, snap out of it!" Garnt pleaded, dodging a wild swing from his frenzied brother. The air crackled with tension as Baktou went berserk, his attacks becoming more ferocious.

Garnt, agile and desperate to avoid harm, weaved through the onslaught. His mind raced, trying to find a solution. Meanwhile, he observed the chaos unfolding around them—Garnt's men falling, Unami and Kara struggling to hold them back.

[Garnt, I asked you this question before you came here. You promised me you would do it if required and I think it is time. End this,]

In the midst of the battle hearing Eva's words, Garnt realized it was time to put an end to this madness.

With a determined expression, he took a deep breath and focused his energy. "I'm sorry brother, I can't let this continue," he muttered to himself since he knew Baktou wouldn't understand him anyway.

As Baktou lunged forward once more, Garnt made his move, redirecting the frenzied attacks away from him. With a swift and calculated motion, Garnt unleashed his hidden dagger coated with the same poison that made Moga paralyse, creating a chance for him to deal the final blow he needed.

Normally, this poison wouldn't have caused an instant reaction, but with the time he had, Garnt made the poison more potent, and it genuinely had the power to kill a huge wild animal.

Looking at Baktou, he had a flashback to when he fought Moga and his hands started to tremble.

[Garnt...]

Eva wanted to say something, but Garnt took a step forward showing he was ready. He took the sword and kept it on Baktou's neck, getting ready to behead his brother.

The chaos subsided, and Garnt stood in the centre, facing Baktou. "I don't want to hurt you, my brother, but I won't let this destruction continue. I don't know the reason why you hate me, but I don't hate you so I will end this with one hit. You won't even feel any pain."

Baktou, caught in the conflict within himself, glared at Garnt with a mixture of anger and desperation, but before things could go any further, Garnt heard a woman shouting asking Garnt to stop and he looked at her with a knowing look.

"Telvi, you're here. Stay back; this is not a safe place for you. Go back!"