"Huh!?"In a heartbeat, Howard's eyes narrowed.He saw that the jade pendant was a near-perfect match to the dragon-shaped one he wore himself.While the group was still reeling in shock, a shadowy figure zipped into the cave from behind them, snatched the jade pendant, and bolted.The event unfolded so quickly. The intruder moved with such blinding speed that the group was left dumbstruck."Stop right there!" Howard commanded, his voice booming as he launched a palm strike at the fleeing figure, his power filling the air."Huh?" The thief had not anticipated encountering someone so formidable and tried to dodge, but only half a beat too late.He was sent sprawling by the wave of energy of Howard's strike.Then, the group could finally get a good look at the intruder—a gaunt man in his sixties or seventies, with piercing eyes and an aura of energy coiling around him."A martial emperor of major mastery!?" Yoel blurted, astounded."It's no wonder that the renowned Master Howar
"Another martial emperor?" Howard's brow creased in annoyance. "If it's death you want, I'm happy to oblige!"With those words, he summoned 90 percent of his power and countered with a palm strike of his own, unleashing a gale-force blast.Their attacks met with a thunderous impact, unleashing a mighty wave of energy that shattered trees and sent leaves swirling through the air.As the stranger gazed skyward, a gush of blood erupted from his mouth before he was hurled back with incredible force. Mid-flight, another stream of blood traced an arc through the air.He flew a good 50 or 60 meters before crashing into the rugged mountain terrain, creating a crater. His bones shattered, his body slumped like a deflated ball."How... How can this be..." Barely able to speak, he gasped a few words before his head lolled to the side, lifeless.Disbelief was etched on his face, he, a mighty martial emperor, had not withstood even a single blow!Howard, having sent his foe flying with a pal
Howard's brow furrowed once more. He searched the elder's eyes and saw no hint of deceit. "I'm afraid...there are very few within the Shadow Demon Shrine who know..." the elder continued, his voice trailing off.Howard let out a heavy sigh. The mystery of the jade pendant would have to wait."The Infernal Gate's recent capture of my Rackaham Imperial Order's people, that was by your Shadow Demon Shrine's command, wasn't it? Was there another agenda besides taking prisoners?" Howard asked, setting aside his concerns about the pendant for the moment."The Shadow Demon Shrine knew that Rakshasa were yours, so they wanted to use that as bait to catch them all at once," the elder explained, his throat dry with fear."Was this the Shrine's own plan, or is someone else pulling the strings?" Howard pressed on.He had guessed they might use Vicenzo as bait to lure out Rakshasa's forces. What puzzled him was why the Shrine would wait for Sabertooth's arrival to strike. It was a move that de
"Sir, did you catch them?" Yoel inquired."Yes," Howard nodded, then flashed a smile at Blood Rakshasa. "Congratulations!"With a resonant thump, Blood Rakshasa stepped forward and knelt on one knee. "Thank you, Master Howard, for making this possible!""Stand," Howard commanded, lifting his hand. "Have you mastered swordplay?""Committed to memory," Blood Rakshasa affirmed, offering the tarnished blade to Howard. "This sword is for you, Master Howard.""Why give it to me? This was a gift from your mentor," Howard said with a chuckle. "Have it reforged. It's bound to be something special.""Thank you, Master Howard!" Blood Rakshasa bowed deeply once more."Time to head back," Howard announced to the group."Got it!" came the chorus of replies.Hours later, they arrived back at Rakshasa HQ."Sir, what's the deal with that jade pendant?" Dragon asked Howard in the council hall."I wish I knew," Howard replied, shaking his head. He then confided in his members that he had a sim
"Sir, when we get back, Mr. Louis and I will head straight to Ciolara and deal with the rest of those noble families," Dragon said, his brow furrowed in concern."Everybody just take a breath!" Yoel shot them a stern look. "If it were as easy as all that, would we still be here talking about it?""The noble families weren't just stirring up trouble in Ciolara, they had the shadow of a secretive martial arts sect lurking behind them. Things were never as simple as they seemed.""Remember the mess with the Calnan family? Their secret backers had sent envoys to Ciolara. If Ezra and the crew hadn't stepped in, who knows what chaos would have ensued."Sabertooth could not contain his anger. "The secretive clans and sects in Rackaham are even worse than the nobles!"They're sucking Rackaham dry, all while dodging the rules. They're the real leeches of this place!""Enough with the gripes; just hang in there. Their reign's on borrowed time," Howard said, dismissing the complaints with a
"He wouldn't sign unless Ms. Jenkins agreed to have dinner with him. She said no, so the deal fell through," Nance went on.Howard's frown deepened."Ms. Jenkins wanted nothing to do with him and was ready to drop the whole project," Nance said, taking a deep breath."But the guy shows up at our branch office this morning, spewing insults at Ms. Jenkins and threatening to close us down if she doesn't agree to that dinner.""Give me your branch's address. I'm heading over now." Howard's voice was tinged with an icy edge."Sure... Sure!" Nance stuttered, then quickly added, "Mr. Lincoln, Ms. Jenkins didn't want me ringing you up. She said you were tied up with big deals and didn't want to bug you, so please don't tell her I told you this.""Got it," Howard replied curtly before ending the call.A minute later, a text from Nance buzzed in."Sir, what's going down?" Mystical Chubby and The Judge turned their gaze to Howard."Ha. Looks like someone's too cozy in their cushy life!"
"Mr. Maxwell Wadsworth, she's on her way out!" Soon, the old man gestured toward the office building's entrance."Man, how can someone be that gorgeous? Next to her, even A-listers look plain!" Maxwell gazed at the striking figure, his throat bobbing slightly."She's a knockout, alright. Makes Sullivan's so-called number one beauty look second-rate!" the buzz-cut man commented, licking his parched lips."You're too crude to appreciate beauty!" Maxwell snapped back, then stepped out of the car, the old man and the others trailing behind."Hello, Ms. Jenkins. Heading home?" he greeted Talia with a brisk approach."Why are you back?" Nance's brow furrowed. "Ms. Jenkins isn't going to dine with you, so you can drop that fantasy right now!""Shut your trap, or I'll shut it for you permanently!" the buzz-cut man barked at her."You..." Nance raised her voice in protest."Nance, stop!" Talia's voice cut through the tension as she turned to face Maxwell, her tone icy."Mr. Maxwell Wad
"Move that hand a smidge more, and you'll be waving goodbye to it!"Howard's voice cut through the tension. In no time, he and Mystical Chubby came into view.The man with the buzz cut scowled and turned."Howard!?" Talia's voice was a mix of shock and delight as she saw Howard. Her face lit up like she saw her savior, and she hurried over to him."Sorry I'm late, honey." Howard wrapped his arms around Talia's slender waist and gave her a comforting smile. "Everything okay?""I'm good." Talia snuggled into Howard's arms, her face glowing with pure joy.With her husband by her side, she felt like she could take on the world, no matter what. She did not even need to ask how Howard knew to show up; she figured Nance must have called him.Nance had been fuming after their meeting yesterday and wanted to call Howard, but Talia had hesitated, not wanting to interrupt his important work."Mystical Chubby, you're a lifesaver!" Talia beamed at him with gratitude."No biggie. Sir and I
"And look at that bracelet, it's stunning! Oh, and the compact has such a unique charm! Should we get one of each to decorate our homes?""Yuffie, you're still in school. How can you afford all this?" Talia chided gently. "You have a hundred fifty-dollar budget. Spend more, and it's coming out of your allowance.""What? Only a hundred fifty dollars? You're being too tight-fisted, sis!" Yuffie's complaint was lighthearted as she playfully turned to Howard. "Howard...""Don't even think about it. His wallet is in my hands!" Talia cut her off, fully aware of her little sister's ploy."Fine..." Yuffie's pout was all in good fun."Haha! It's not every day we get to do this, honey. If Yuffie finds something she loves, let's get it for her. Who knows if it'll be here next time?" Howard chuckled."Yay! You're the best, bro-in-law!" Yuffie cheered, her face lighting up with joy."You're just making her more spoiled!" Talia gave Howard a playful eye roll and turned her attention away from
Howard's willingness to visit the antique market was not solely to assist the sisters in their quest for a legendary blade. Such weapons were treasures often stumbled upon by chance, rarely found by those who sought them.His real intent was to immerse the sisters in the rich culture of the martial arts clans they were then a part of. More exposure to the ways of the warrior guilds could only benefit them on their chosen path.The following morning, Howard's group of five set off in the direction of Nathanael. Talia and Yuffie buzzed with excitement throughout the journey, their minds alive with wonder.Nathanael, nestled in the mountains to the northeast of Mendorra and a couple hundred kilometers away, awaited them.By 10 a.m., they arrived, parking at the gates of a sprawling estate on the city's outskirts—the site of the famed market.Stepping out, they were greeted by a lively throng at the estate's entrance, many adorned in traditional robes, weapons hanging from their belts
"And that's not all. They might even be a bona fide king-level warrior." Howard's brow furrowed with uncertainty."It looks like The Dark World is a whole lot more tangled than we thought," Yoel mused aloud.Then, turning back to Howard, he inquired, "Sir, did the old man ever share anything with you about The Dark World?""Not a word," Howard replied, shaking his head."Sir, do you think our mystery person could be from one of the elite families or sects, maybe just there on some errand?" Mystical Chubby chimed in.His speculation was not unfounded. Most of the king-level warriors from Rackaham were known to hail from the secretive clans and sects."It's unlikely." Howard dismissed the idea with another shake of his head. "From what Sabertooth described, our guy seems to know The Dark World like the back of his hand.""Who's that supposed to be?" Mystical Chubby scrunched his brow in confusion."Let it go for now. We'll head back to The Dark World in a little while," said Howa
"Um..." Blood Rakshasa nodded, the woman's earlier words still ringing in her head."Sir... Sir, was what you said earlier true?" Blood Rakshasa asked Sabertooth, her voice barely above a whisper."What did I say?" Sabertooth looked puzzled for a moment."You said... You said next time, we'd go back home together to get married..." Blood Rakshasa's cheeks turned a soft pink."Hehe, absolutely," Sabertooth chuckled, his smile warm and genuine. "The boss gave me the order, and I've given my word."Blood Rakshasa's smile was shy but filled with joy.Soon after, Qemal strode in."Sabertooth, I've tracked down the hideout of the Slaying Heaven Palace," Qemal announced upon arrival."Is that so?" Sabertooth's eyes sparkled with anticipation. "Tell the crew to take a two-hour breather, then we move out!"The Slaying Heaven Palace's goons had nearly wiped out them today. Payback was due.With the Palace's top fighters gone, the rest were hardly a threat. It was time to cross the Slay
"Shadow Demon Shrine?" The woman's brow creased for a moment, but she quickly dropped the subject.She then turned to Sabertooth and observed, "You and your group have the vibe of soldiers. You're not originally from The Dark World, are you?""Speaking to our savior," Sabertooth gave a respectful nod, "we were part of the Rackaham Western Region's military before we came here."He was open with the woman who had saved over a hundred of his comrades."The Western Region's military?" The woman paused, a hint of recognition in her voice, "You're with the Blood Shadow Force?""That's us," Sabertooth confirmed with another bow."Is your leader the King of the West, Master Howard?" she inquired further."You know my boss?" Sabertooth looked surprised."Not personally, but I've heard the name," the woman replied with a shake of her head. "What's he got you doing in The Dark World?""Over the past couple of years, the world's heavy hitters have been funneling their muscle and resource
"You'll live to regret this, Dark Demon Lord!" Blood Rakshasa declared, locking eyes with her adversary. "Kill us, and Master Howard will avenge us by wiping out every last one of you in your cursed palace...""Ha! That Master Howard of yours better think twice before stepping into The Dark World again, or it'll be his grave!" The Dark Demon Lord mocked with an icy laugh."You're the fool!" Sabertooth growled. "No one in The Dark World has been born who can take down our boss. Your time's coming!""Is that so?" The Dark Demon Lord sneered with disdain. "You're clueless, all of you. You have no idea how powerful the Shadow Demon Shrine truly is!""Enough babbling. Time to end this. I'll send you both to join your boss," he declared, his presence intensifying as he prepared to strike them down."I love you," Blood Rakshasa whispered, her eyes closing."No, don't!" Qemal and others shouted in despair.Then there was a thunderous boom.However, the expected tragedy did not unfold.
Sabertooth sneered, watching the man's futile efforts. "You're such a fool!"He then declared solemnly, "Blood Shadow Technique, second form, Sky Slash!"With those words, he summoned all his strength, his saber carving a fierce arc of light through the air, striking like thunder at his foe.The Blood Shadow Technique was known for turning the tides against stronger adversaries.The white-haired elder's eyes narrowed in alarm. Caught mid-leap, he desperately wanted to dodge but could not. The saber's light bore down on him, a chilling aura of death shrouding him completely.In that instant, a wave of energy crashed through the air like a tidal wave, bringing a howling gale with it.Crash!Suddenly, Sabertooth was hurled away like a shell fired from a gun, blood spraying from his mouth as he flew, before he slammed into the earth, leaving a huge crater and falling silent."Sabertooth!" Blood Rakshasa's shout pierced the chaos as she spun and dashed to his side.She barely made
The man in black was sent hurtling through the air, slamming into the ground with such force that he lay there motionlessly, struggling to rise. A gaping wound, carved by the relentless sword, oozed blood profusely from his abdomen."What in the world is that sword technique?" he gasped after a torturous effort to stand, his face ashen.He had underestimated Blood Rakshasa's swordplay. Since her breakthrough to a higher echelon of mastery, her blade's might had surged, utterly dominating her seasoned adversary."The Sword Without a Name," Blood Rakshasa declared icily.Without wasting another second, she launched another assault. Sabertooth was in dire straits, and she was determined to aid him.Her blade danced again, weaving a web of sword energy that shot toward the white-haired elder, ensnaring him in an instant.The old man's eyes narrowed in a flash of panic, realizing he was trapped with no way out."This is it!" he snarled, brandishing his blade and lunging forward.How
With a thunderous explosion of energy, Blood Rakshasa's power surged, forcing the old man before her to stagger back in disbelief."Impossible! Have you broken through?" he gasped, steadying himself, his face a mask of astonishment."You bet I have!" Blood Rakshasa's face lit up with triumph.She had done it, just as the old man had surmised. Amid her swordplay, she felt a dormant core energy within her erupt, catapulting her to the zenith of martial knight at peak mastery stage.Master Howard's words rang in her head. The core energy left in her by a once-mighty warrior was too much to absorb at once. Back in that cave, she only managed a minor mastery in martial knight. However, Howard had predicted further advancements, and he was right."Let's see if you can handle a few more of my strikes!" Blood Rakshasa challenged, her spirit soaring not just from her newfound strength but also from a deeper connection to her swordsmanship."Bring it on!" the old man bellowed, his blade re