Back in the meeting room, the Elders and Village Head Fan were still having a meeting. Samoa was nowhere to be found. This meeting wasn’t one that he could partake in. Frowning Tiger had left to call the other Predators. Since it was decided that the village wouldn’t be evacuating and that they would stay and fight as one, the Village Head and the Elders had to plan their defense.
“The village has 24 Predators, 75 Thrashers, 295 Animal Hunters, and 400 Soldiers. We have to know how many are available.”
Village Head Fan furrowed his brows and said. On the table before him was a board. There were several pieces on the board. Some of these pieces were white, others were green, some were red and the last color present was blue. The green pieces littered the board, and were the most of all the pieces. The white pieces came next when it came to number. The blue pieces were about quarter of the number of white pieces and the red pieces were the fewest,
The house of the Village Head was located at the centre of the village. It was a beautiful house with a large compound filled with ornamental plants. And it was also the only house in the village with two floors – the ground floor, and the first floor.The first floor had a huge balcony. If one stood atop the balcony, one would be able to survey the entire village without much issue. This was the reason why the only house with two floors in the village was given to the village head. It was made that way so that the leader of the village could easily observe everything happening in the village. This way if they were to be attacked, the Village Head would be able to see where the attack was coming from, from atop the first floor balcony. The other houses were one-floored, and expanding beyond that was an offense to the village’s security.Right now, there were two figures on the balcony. These two people sat on the ledge as they swung their feet. The cool bre
“Don’t call me that. It’s embarrassing.” Arthur said with a wry smile on his face. He looked out of sorts, and his expression caused Samoa to burst into laughter even in the current situation.“But you have to admit that it sounds pretty domineering. Besides, who asked you to be so charming,” Samoa laughed heartily as he teased his friend. Arthur blushed when he heard Samoa’s comments. Durandal was the name he was given when he became a Thrasher. Usually Thrashers were given the title of Boar or Bull depending on their personality, but Arthur was given a different name. It wasn’t because of his talent that he was given a different name. Rather, it was because of the family he belonged to.Arthur’s family was special. Village Head Fan was a genius, and even though he had passed his peak and was plateauing, he was still strong enough to handle multiple Tigers. That in itself was impressive. But Samoa heard that Villag
It had been some days since Samoa brought his dark report to the top brass of the village. In a span of 5 days, the village was enveloped in chaos and fear since the villagers found out about the Overflow that was coming. The first barrier to the evacuation was met when several of the villagers started riots and refused to comply with the evacuation protocol. People refused to believe that the top brass was so blind that it couldn’t see signs of an Overflow until now. And those who believed them thought they were pretty incompetent not to see it coming. They demanded that those in charge – those who were responsible for noticing signs of an Overflow – be punished and presented to the public. However, when they found out that those they wanted to see punished actually suffered more than they ever could – that they died – the riots calmed down.Finding out that 3 of the Enchanted Forest Scouting Party, which was the best the village had to offer, d
Rushing to the top floor of his building, Village Head Fan was able to see what was happening. The shaking ground was all the proof he needed that there was a Magical Beast Horde Coming this way, but higher grounds served to show him what was coming first. Right behind him were Frowning Tiger and Blistering Cheetah.Looking at the vast number of Middle and Low Class Magical Beasts that were approaching the village, Village Head Fan furrowed his brows in worry. But he didn’t dillydally in this kind of situation. He knew that time was of the essence, and every second wasted was equivalent to giving up the life of a villager.“Blistering Cheetah,” he called.“I am here to obey, Head Fan,” Blistering Cheetah answered quickly, refusing to take his eyes off the large entourage of beasts rushing out of the Enchanted Forest towards their village. There was no fear on his face, but he was anxious.“Gather the Predators under you
“Village Head Fan is late,” outside the Central Demarcation Line, Frowning Tiger looked towards the approaching beast horde with a grave expression. Next to him was Rash Tiger, whose jovial smile was nowhere to be found. Just like Frowning Tiger, Rash Tiger had a scowl on his face as he watched the stampede of Middle and Lower Magical Class Beasts draw closer and closer as each second whittled by.“He is. But he surely must have a good reason” Rash Tiger stated, his eyes glued on the beast horde. He didn’t even want to turn his eyes away for a second.“Were all the traps put in place,” Frowning Tiger asked? This time his statement wasn’t meant for Rash Tiger. It was meant for the handsome young man who stood behind him.“Everything was done as requested, Sir Frowning Tiger,” Samoa answered, with an anxious look on his face.Frowning Tiger nodded at Samoa’s response. This was a threat outsid
*Boom*A Middle Class Magical Beast was sent flying into a mob of Low Class Magical Beasts by a ferocious punch. There was a huge dent on its head, and it bled profusely from its mouth. Its eyes were blank, and it breathed no more. Frowning Tiger, the one who dished the attack wasn’t even paying attention to the crowd of monsters trying to swarm him. He casually evaded the swipe of another Middle Class Magical Beast and slapped the creature silly. The slap catapulted the beast into three Low Class Magical Beasts, injuring one of them and killing the other two. As for the Middle Class Magical Beast that received the full brunt of the attack, its head was severely twisted to one side. It was dead.“He’s doing well on his own,” Frowning Tiger thought as he watched Samoa slice the head off a Low Class Magical Beast without any difficulty. Frowning Tiger wasn’t focused on the battle because he was paying so much attention to Samoa. Since the cr
“Poisonous Earthworms are dangerous adversaries. They burrow into the ground and only reveal themselves when they ascertain their prey’s position. But they are only dangerous when you don’t know that they are coming. Since he knew that it was around, he could prepare for it. Sure it takes quite an amount of skill to concentrate on other beasts and remain alert for the earthworm’s sneak attack at the same time, but a genius with high intellect can pull it off. As a scout with immense knowledge, he knew that Poisonous Earthworms are blind, and use the vibrations to sense their prey.”“So he used that to his advantage. He kept stomping to deceive the creature that he was a Magical Beast. After all, a human’s footsteps are light compared to that of a Magical Beast’s, which are heavy. By using light steps when he was underneath the mantis, he made the earthworm believe that he had revealed himself. So it surfaced and struck. But he w
Frowning Tiger bashed in the head of another Large Ironclad Earthworm. He breathed a huge sigh of relief when he saw that Samoa was safe. And when he saw the blade that did the saving, he was doubly relieved. That weapon belonged to Village Head Fan. Since the sword was here, that meant that the Village Head was here as well.“Wait a minute,” Frowning Tiger suddenly realized something. He delivered an uppercut to an overzealous Large Ironclad Earthworm that was trying to consume a Thrasher who was right next to him.“That blade overdrafts his life force. Why would he use it when he could have just used the other one?” Frowning Tiger ignored the look of thanks the Thrasher he saved gave him and thought. Although he didn’t know the origins of the red sword, he recognized it as the blade Village Head Fan always relied upon when he was stuck in an extremely unpleasant situation. And because he was familiar with the sword, he knew how much it d