“I don’t believe it! How could Black Saga do something so despicable! Not only has he harmed his fellow teammate, he has also harmed Sword King White Mask!” Peter was shocked. He stuttered as he spoke, trying his hardest not to believe what he had just seen. Yet try as he could, he couldn’t erase the poisonous images from his mind. His words shook the soul of everyone here. The last bit of respect they had for their legend was gone, and there was nothing but disgust and pain left. How could he do something like this? He had attacked even after he lost? He was nothing but a disgrace!
Lam’s eyes were opened wide in disbelief, his gaze naturally drawn to the hand that was embedded in his chest. Even with the mask on, one could see that those eyes were full of stunned surprise. Black Axe spat a mouthful of blood, his eyes slowly turning lifeless.
“Captain?” he stuttered, not believing for once that his life would have been ended by
On a rooftop belonging to one of the many homes in Asher City, three people were running at top speed to make their escape. They were the cloaked figures from before; the people who were responsible for Lam’s near death state. Once their goal was accomplished, they rushed out of the stadium faster than the eye could blink. They didn’t want to be found out, for Ivor the Tattler was famed for his merciless nature just as much as his merchant nature. Everything had been proceeding smoothly, and nothing had gone contrary to their escape plan. Yet when they were just a few meters shy of reaching half a kilometer in their escape, a powerful aura locked on to them, and a furious bellow shook their souls and pressed down upon their bodies.“This aura!” the cloaked man shivered when he felt the power that had locked onto him. This power was full of aggression and rage, and its might was so resounding that he could hear his own bones creaking in submission.
“You speak to me as if you know me,” Mane whispered through his mask. Yet the faces of the three red eyed people were filled with surprise because they clearly heard what he said. His voice wasn’t loud, neither was it as deep as the thunder that reverberated all around Asher City, birthing rain in the process, but they could hear it. They could feel the calmness in his voice, yet that calm only unsettled them.“What are you doing here? Why are you blocking our path?” The woman who was the Captain of the team asked. She didn’t answer Mane’s question, rather she feigned ignorance of the current situation.“You seem to have answers to questions even I do not know,” Mane ignored her question. If she could disregard his questioning, then he could do the same. Besides, his Scholar Manual was beckoning him, guiding him, advising him. It was telling him that these people knew a lot about this world, so much so that they eve
It had been only a day since the finals of the Grand Tourney ended, yet there was no jubilating. There was no laughter in the streets of Asher City. There was no singing and dancing, and there certainly wasn’t any celebratory feast. Every time the Grand Tourney ended, the hosts, Asher City, would entertain the citizens of the city and the Champions in what was called the Celebratory Feast. It was referred to as a feast, but it was really more like a festival. For it was filled with several different programmes and activities. The overabundance of food during this period was just a plus. However, the usual Celebratory Feast held for the Champions that normally run for a whole week had been cancelled. And no one was surprised. No one was in the mood to celebrate after how the Grand Tourney ended. Because of the manner in which the events of that day had ended, the new Champions weren’t presented to the people, though everyone knew who the new Champions were. It was a
“At least now we know what happens when one uses Devour on a living thing,” Mane frowned and said, and Hildegarde nodded her head.When Mane was gifted Devour by the Selfish Titan King who was somewhere within his soulscape, he didn’t understand much about the skill. However, he had been enlightened and gained some understanding on the skill. His comprehension came after he gained new found understanding of the Laws of Life and Death. And with that understanding came the realization that he couldn’t simply use the skill Devour on a living being. The risks to the living were severe. He hadn’t tested it at the time, but he just felt it. That’s what the Laws of Life and Death told him. They whispered to him that it was not a good idea, and he believed them. But when the chance came to test it out first hand, he took it.“She didn’t die though,” Hildegarde stated.“But I had her wishing that she had,”
Just like everyone was in shock over the most recent events, the winner of the Grand Tourney were reeling from the effects of the Grand Tourney Finals. Yet the reason why they were struggling to come to terms with what had happened was because they knew more than the average man. They knew the finer details, information hidden in heaps of sand so mountainous that hills looked minuscule next to them. And these people were the original members of the Orange Team – Black Hand, Vital Orange who was the team’s captain, Orange Ivy and the recently recovered Orange Monk. They had isolated themselves from the unoriginal members of the Grand Tourney, and were talking about very private information. Apart from these four, there was no one else in the room. They were currently discussing the appearance of one man. This man was the reason for their cautious behavior, and the reason for their whispers even though they were behind closed doors.“He appeared…Ivor&he
In one of the rooms of the Orange Mansion (as it was now being called since the Orange Team had won the Grand Tourney and achieved permanent mansion status), a pale faced Lam was lying on a bed, unconscious but alive. His entire frame was covered with a large blanket, and from time to time his brows furrowed like he was in pain.Next to him was a weary looking Lily. Her beautiful face was stained with tears, and her eyes were heavy with exhaustion. There were dark circles hugging her eyes and her haggard looking hair suggested that she hadn’t taken a shower for some time. Yet none of this bothered her. Her green eyes were fully placed on the figure lying on the bed. For right now, it was only her brother’s health that concerned her. She was so focused on her brother that she didn’t even notice the door open. Neither did she see the one who had just come in. Maybe it was because she was too tired to really sense anything. Or it could even be that she wasn&rsq
This world was without a name to most, but that was only to most. Since humans were the most plentiful species on the surface of this planet, they were the ‘most’ here. But to those who didn’t occupy the entire land yet had greater talent and skill, this world was the World of the Three Races. It had been named so several millennia ago, before other races were born. Before the humans came to occupy most of this world it was known by that name. And if the Three Races didn’t wish for the humans to occupy this world the humans would have never gained a foothold. These Three Races were also known as the Three Great Races, and they were the Barbarians, Elementals and Ancients.Even now, with the power the Three Races commanded, every human was in great trouble. Even Lions, Eagles and Snakes didn’t control their own destiny. To the Three Great Races, Predators were nothing but mid-tier warriors. They were nowhere near the cream of the crop. After Preda
“Search for its tracks,” the Barbarian Lord ordered, and both men took different sides. One took the path to the Lord’s left, whereas the other opted to search the path to the Lord’s right.“Here Lord,” the one on the right exclaimed. “It passed here,” he continued and pointed at a large paw print that was almost as large as he was! The print was so deep that it was impossible to miss, for it had almost carved out a ditch on the snowy ground!“Let’s go,” the Barbarian Lord nodded his head when he saw the print. His eyes flashed in anticipation and battle lust, but he hid them quickly and followed the large prints, with his subordinates always within a meter of him. As they moved, they came across more prints, each one deeper than the last one. They were getting closer.“We are here,” the Barbarian Lord stated with a bit of excitement seeing their prey. Several dozens of feet away from