6 6: Life and Death

The sound of footsteps became louder and louder. Caleb was able to determine that it was nearing the chimney for this reason.

Tightening his grasp on the thing. When the heavy thuds were only one meter, the bucket that covered his sight flew to the side... Revealing a looming shadow that covered Caleb's small stature.

When Caleb raised his head, he saw a man towering over him. He had a ghastly wound on his right shoulder with traces of blood. His brown eyes were fixed on Caleb with his lips curled upward. Caleb couldn't really see the whole appearance of the man because the angle was against the light.

When Caleb saw the knife on the guy's left hand, he couldn't help but swallow the saliva that formed in his mouth. He can also see the other party's right arm limping.

"Well, well, well... Just as I thought." The man looked at Caleb and licked the corner of his lips. "Your father did me one earlier. Do you know how painful it is to get one of your arms interrupted?"

'So this is the guy that Eduardo managed to injure,' Caleb thought with a grim expression. But it was not the time to think about it. He gathered the force in his thigh and lunged at the man.

"What do you think are you doing, kid?" As he said this, the man kicked Caleb with his right foot and pressed him into the wall with it.

'Ahh! I'm not a kid!' Caleb grunted. He felt his chest almost caved in. His attack failed, and he was pressed into the brick of the chimney instead, just as his body neared the guy. 'What did I expect?' He thought bitterly. What did he expect can his five-year-old body to do? Beat the man in speed? An adult who has a long reach?

The opponent was just too fast. Caleb wiped the blood from his mouth. He tried to use his whole body weight to push away the powerful force pressing him, but the foot didn't even budge.

"Look guys who I caught here. He's such a brave kid." The man called out to his companions with a grin.

"James, it seems you caught the cockroach, hahaha!" One of his companions laughed in response.

'So this bastard's name is James?' Caleb stared at the guy with burning eyes. If looks could kill, the man has already died three times.

James visibly flinched after being stared at with such an intense look. 'Ha? Did this kid just manage to scare me?

A look of anger replaced his grinning expression. How could he allow himself to feel afraid in front of a kid? What an insult it was to his pride!?

"You fucking shrimp! What are you staring at!?" James added more force to his foot.

The sound of bones being broken resounded. Strangely, Caleb just let out a suppressed yelp. Then a gleam of mischievousness appeared on his pupils. 'It should be enough.'

Due to the powerful push from the other party's foot that broke the sternum of his chest. Caleb accumulated enough blood in his mouth. Yes, he deliberately provokes the guy to injure him internally just for this reason. As for where he would use the blood? Of course, to perform a classic move.

'Take this!' Caleb spits the blood toward the eye of his opponent. Such an unexpected move took the man off-guard, and it happened in a split second.

The blood didn't accurately hit the eye but due to its amount; it still managed to hit its edges, causing the man to instinctively cover his left eye with his palms.

"Bas- tar..."

Caleb didn't let the opportunity he created go. After all, he made this in exchange for an injury to his chest.

Caleb raised the ice pick that he hid beneath his shirt, the one that also uncomfortably poked his tummy earlier when he was pulling the bucket of water. Then Caleb threw it towards the unprotected right eye of the guy with all the force his small hand could muster. He didn't even let the guy finish his words.

Fortunately, the ice pick almost felt weightless in his hand. A perfect weapon for a weakling like him...

With that, the ice pick hit the eye with precision, then smoothly went through it and penetrated the brain.

The other party convulsed, and the poor guy didn't even manage to let out a yelp of pain and his body fell to the ground with a thud. He just died instantly. After all, behind the eyes is where the delicate human brain is located. Puddles of blood seeped out from the eye socket.

'Not again...' Caleb took in the sight of the dead man with a grim expression. He didn't expect that he would do the thing that made other people hate his father in his past life. Yes, Caleb wasn't new to killing because, in his past life, his father wasn't someone ordinary. He was also an...

'Shit!' Suddenly, Caleb saw a metallic gleam in his peripheral vision. Trusting his instinct, he didn't even look at what was coming. He rolled to the ground to distance himself away from it.

His decision turned out to be correct. The sound of the knife scraping the wooden wall gave him a shudder. If he was just one second later, he would end up like how Erica did.

"Neat... You are a born natural killer. It's a pity you killed one of us." A man with a piercing of a hanged man on his ear said. He retracted his hand and licked the knife that almost took Caleb's life. "It's really a pity to kill a talent like you, right Mir?"

"This fucker is treacherous. How did he even think of hiding an ice pick behind his white shirt? How old are you? Five years old? Goddamn!" A bald guy with a lean physique that the other addressed as Mir eyed Caleb with a hint of apprehension.

Caleb looks at the guy who has explosive muscles. The guy was extremely jacked and shredded which made Caleb almost think that the guy was in prep-season for a body-building competition.

'Hmmm... seems 8% body fat? Is this guy on a diet to join Mr. Olimpia? Chris Bumstead would like to call you the strongest!' Caleb wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. 'DAMN, I almost died again. These bastards didn't even care about their dead companion.'

This time, Caleb knew that he didn't have a chance to escape with the two already having their guard up on him. However, Caleb didn't have any weapon on him now. 'At least, I need to make sure that they won't pay attention to the chimney again.'

'I hope this is enough to land me an entrance to meet St. Peter.' Caleb chuckled inwardly with complicated feeling. Since his death was inevitable, Caleb became braver. He would die anyway. Why not do something badass? With the fear of death gone, humans sometimes can make the impossible possible.