Trapped in Another World With No Magic

Chapter 30: The Mechanic and the Last of the Feldroks Part 2

Daniel does his best to comfort Hekate. She knows now that they've found the Feldrok. While it was his intention, he had hoped Hekate would have been able to resolve herself. But then, maybe the Feldrok does emit a fear aura or something of the like. Even now, it's only sleeping, and Hekate couldn't even bear to glimpse it without shutting down in panic.

She was crying, and she's still hyperventilating. It may not get through to her, but he reassures her, "Hekate, I'm going to kill this thing for you, alright?" He kisses her forehead, and she locks up, stunned. The tears don't stop flowing, but he can't waste time. There's no telling if or when the Feldrok will wake up. Now is the perfect time.

He takes the magic bag off of his waist and lays it in front of Hekate. She can use it if he doesn't make it. But, he's optimistic. Assuming dragons were CAPABLE of killing Feldroks, that would indicate physical attacks. And, although it was difficult, he was able to make pseudo sabot rounds with shards of dragon teeth for a handful of the rounds for his rifle. Thankfully, dragons seem to go through teeth similar to sharks, so they have lots of extras and loosened teeth of all sizes, depending on what they eat.

Daniel takes one last stabilizing breath for himself. He's admittedly scared, but he's scraped by in this world a few times now. At this moment, he has the advantage, and he's convinced he can win. He just has to be mentally prepared and ready.

Daniel whirls around the corner quickly jogging as quietly and quickly as he can to get closer. The Feldrok is still sleeping on the big pedestal at the back of the room, seemingly napping in the sunlight that is pouring in through a massive hole that is acting as a skylight.

Seeing it in clear daylight, the Feldrok is truly majestic. It reminds Daniel of a black, winged version of a monster in a video game he liked; a dragon-like being that shared many traits of a fox. The Feldrok has raven-like wings on its back, curled in against its torso and obscuring its arms and legs as it naps on the pedestal. And, its big, broad... bushy tail is curled around its body.

Though it looks properly like a dragon in most respects, it reminds Daniel quickly of a certain companion of his.

However, he can't think about that right now. Whether she's somehow related to Feldroks or not, Daniel promised he would deal with this one.

He drops to a kneel when he's in a comfortable range. His 'rifle' isn't actually rifled properly, and he didn't have the luxury of machining any of the equipment or stamping out the bullet casings. Instead, he forged them all in a manner similar to making a cannon loaded with mini cannons, in a simplified sense. It was the best he could do with his means, but it does the job, and he already has two dragons and a drake under the strike of his modern weapon's unprecedented firepower.

Daniel lowers into a prone position on his stomach, carefully taking aim. The Feldrok only shifts a little. The way it's laying, its chest is exposed in a large enough area for him to see. He knows many of the creatures of this world are structurally similar to their Earthly counterparts. In general, the hearts of most terrestrial creatures are located in their chests. If Daniel can do enough concussive or traumatic damage to the chest, there's a high chance he can stop the heart of even ferocious beings like a dragon or a Feldrok... he hopes. He's relying on the penetration of his modified rounds.

And, in his prone position, he won't be able to escape, meaning his only option is to launch as many attacks as he can in quick succession. Daniel's rifle doesn't have a magazine, unfortunately, because it was too complex to assemble the extractor and other parts of the bolt, let alone the pieces that are supposed to allow only a single bullet to feed in from the magazine, instead of jamming the bolt with two bullets trying to load at the same time.