“It’s a Meteoric Bow, how lucky!” one of the new arrivals said to a thinly built friend. There were a total of five of them. This thinly built man looked extremely indifferent, though his eyes carried lethal venom, enough to freeze blood. Behind him bore a great bow of intricate make. “Indeed, this bow is a treasure hailing from Meteor. If I’m not wrong, it is an heirloom passed on by the mayor to his son! Who knew I’d get a chance to have it!” the thin man continued, and then he laughed wickedly. His eyes were locked onto the bow, carrying greed and want.“Hey brat, this bow doesn’t belong to you. Give us your points while we’re still in a jolly mood, or else!” the man who spoke previously coldly spoke to Zephyr. Once again, Zephyr was treated like nothing. However, he was a Strength of level nine, for him to look down on Zephyr was expected. “So that’s its name… Meteoric Bow, nice!” Zephyr said, nodding at the bow. He knew he should not part with it now. “Looks like we’ve got oursel
“Sixth Slash!”A thunderous roar followed suit, empowering the swords in the air. The remaining four were quickly covered, and in an instant, blood splattered everywhere. Zephyr approached the carnage slowly. As they slowly lost their consciousness, the last image they saw was Zephyr that stared coldly toward them. As Zephyr walked past them, blood continuously flowed from their injured bodies.“You… you’re Zephyr Khan! I know you… you’re Samson Leed’s… he’ll kill you! He’s looking for you!” struggled one of the men, blood poured out of his arm while he spoke. He was able to dodge Zephyr’s attack, to a certain extent. He had lost an arm, but it was at the cost of him keeping his life. Before Zephyr could say anything, the injured man immediately started running.“Where do you think you’re going?!” Zephyr yelled as he sent forth his Sixth Slash. In an instant, the visage of a sword dashed across the ground, finding its way to its target. The man screamed, “Bloodlet!” Feeling Zephyr’s
“He’s good, real good. By just being this close to him, I can already feel crushed under his energy! If I’m not wrong, he definitely has reserves worth hiding just beneath the surface!” Zephyr concluded as he scanned Samson. “The b*stard’s left!” Samson said,as he scanned the area. He huffed when he realized Zephyr left no trace for him to follow as a trail. “Master, shall we pursue this man?” a younger member asked quietly. Energy rippled around him, signifying his status as an Agile of level one.Zephyr’s heart raced. An Agile was being so respectful to Samson, that meant Samson’s power was enough to quell this Agile. He studied the others, and deemed them to be Strengths of nine and more.“No, we’ll get him sooner or later. We have more important matters to attend to!” Samson said. “The chrono grass’s location has already been discovered by others. We must make haste! Once we get it, our bodies will definitely improve manifold. The rarity of it is once in a thousand years! We can’
Zephyr’s expression was cold and unforgiving. He was a simple man who kept a simple principle — leave me alone, and I’ll leave you alone. Samson had clearly expressed his intentions before, so now, Zephyr would not let it slide so easily. Along the way, Zephyr suppressed his energy, and followed the group closely. Samson’s team was made up of many skilled fighters. Each of them possessed many powerful killing moves. Any enemy they came across all fell to their knees with no issue. Watching the carnage first hand made Zephyr uneasy, this made him heighten his guard.“It’s not too far now. The chrono grass is behind that mountain. However, I must warn you all that it's full of terrible beasts! They too seek out the grass, we must tread carefully from here!” the Agile fighter said. “Is that so?” Samson flinched, before he turned his gaze to the rest. His eyes stopped upon the one who used Bloodlet. The man’s energy had been depleted to a sorry state. This meant he lacked any real battle
Zephyr was visibly dumbfounded. His gaze never left the man. He looked to be in his twenties, yet Zephyr had never seen this man. “Who are you?” Samson asked warily, aware of his power. “Who I am is irrelevant. I do not wish to parlay either. I’m just here for information,” the man replied with a strange smile. “What information?” Samson said as he shook slightly at the man’s strange smile. “Zephyr Khan. From Starlight. Have you met him before?” the man asked, coldly. Samson felt his blood slowly turn to ice.‘He’s looking for me?’ Zephyr thought to himself, he had not expected the strange man to be looking for him. However, what was more perplexing was that he could not figure out who this man was. “Zephyr? Why are you looking for him? What’s him to you?” Samson replied, growing ever so alarmed and suspicious. “Nothing much. He has something I want,” the man smiled, his smile sent shivers down the other spines. “What is it?” the Agile beside Samson asked.“His life!” the man said wi
Zephyr made his choice, and proceeded to follow Samson and his group some more, while doing so quietly. After passing through the mountain, they arrived at where the chrono grass was. The area was barren, yet an overbearing stench of bloodiness was in the air. A history of violence, bloodshed, and unspeakable horrors could be felt as they arrived.“The chrono grass… soon it all will be mine,” Samson said. “I sense a great beast lurking nearby. We must be careful, I fear it would not let us leave with the grass so easily,” the Agile warily spoke. Zephyr remained hidden while he scanned the area. He had to get the herb, not only to spite Samson, but also because he needed it. Although the mountain was small, it had an atmospheric danger that could be felt by all. Zephyr knew that the beast that lurked here was definitely stronger than the Garuda.“Run for your lives!” a voice suddenly cried out. Before long, four men could be seen running towards Samson and his group. They were all str
Zephyr remained hidden throughout the massacre as he observed the next steps of Samson’s team. He wondered what trump card they currently had under their sleeves, one which was strong enough to kill a three-tiered beast. “Give me your energy!” Samson cried out, his body shivered as he sent out a call for energy, the blast of which was capable of moving mountains. A great shadow was casted over him, and slowly emanated from his body. “To me, my Prideful Soul!” Samson cried out, his muscles contorted after he spoke.Samson’s men quickly channeled their energies, and began to transfer them into Samson. ‘Prideful Soul? That must be a boon passed down from a Leed guardian to protect the Leed clan! Once activated, Samson’s power would no doubt explode in a violent fashion!’ Zephyr thought. “So that’s his secret!” He thanked himself for not attacking earlier.Any fighter would excel if given enough energy. Although the boon passed down from the Leed guardian was not too powerful, for the gu
The plants were about the size of his palm, each had many vines. Each vine had many intricate carving-like drawings upon it. “Chrono grass!” Zephyr exclaimed, and quickly gathered the plants. He turned tail quickly after that, speeding out of the cave.It was not long before Samson and his men arrived. It was obvious the battle had taken a toll on them as they were all covered in blood. Samson seemed to have been dealt the worst hand, his body was covered in blood-dripping scars. The battle with the Crocodile had mangled him greatly. They arrived where the grass should be, but found nothing. Samson shook with anger, his body shook not from the wounds, but from the fury that built within him. “Zephyr Khan! I. Will. Kill. You!” he screamed out loud.Zephyr heard Samson’s promise from afar. “Hmph, if you’ve got what it takes!” Zephyr huffed. As he ran, he paused for a moment to contemplate his next move. ‘The Tournament has been going on for a while now. I should look for a place to use