“How…?!”Puck had more than 30 guards around the perimeter, yet all that was left standing were a handful! Each guard was at least a Strength of level five! All of them were handpicked by his father, Mist himself! The cream of the crop! “Just who in the h*ll are you? Why did you come, kill all my men, and intend on attacking me?! Do you wish to make yourself an enemy of the Khan?!” Puck hissed through gritted teeth, his voice quaked with anger. His gaze unrelenting, and fully focused on the man who stood before him, the man bathed in the fresh blood of his once honorable guards.Zephyr pushed his hair back, and raised his head to face Puck, his eyes filled with dangerous intent. “You?!” as he saw Zephyr’s face, Puck could not help but guffaw. While others may not have recognized him, Puck knew Zephyr’s face well, Puck could never forget the man he had tried so hard to erase for so long. “Zephyr? How? You’re still alive?!” Puck said while laughing, this was all too strange for him. He
Zephyr’s movement was too fast, too agile, a Strength of level seven could not have kept up. Zephyr was but a b*stard to Puck, how could he have overpowered him? Puck rattled his brain for an answer. Zephyr sent his knee into Puck’s gut once again, causing him to scream in pain.“Where’s Leah?” Zephyr demanded, he did not want to waste anymore time. “Leah? Your maid? Hahaha… she was such a nice plaything, her skin was silky smooth, also, her moans were heavenly, hahaha…” taunted Puck. Zephyr, in his angered state, sent a fist towards Puck. Zephyr’s strength had exponentially increased since he began training under the Way, it was comparable to an Agility fighter’s, and did not lag behind either. Puck was not going to last long.Fist, after fist, after fist, connected with Puck's face, and mouthful, after mouthful of blood flew out of Puck’s mouth. Cry, after cry, after cry, came and went, before long, Puck’s face was swollen and deformed. “Zephyr, you b*stard, the lord will never for
Before long, Zephyr found himself before a great pagoda. The pagoda was bigger than the Khan hills, it was the greatest structure within the Khan. There were not many defenses around, only three armored guards stood guard at the base. These three men were each Strengths of level seven, each powerful in their own way. They stood guard whilst watching over Lincoln’s quarters, patrolling about with prideful glee. Zephyr knew these three.They were Khan men, but turned to a life of being Lincoln’s lackeys. Although they were in their 30s, they were incredibly powerful. However, they were only so through Lincoln’s pills, which then explained their loyalty to him. “Boy, this is master Lincoln’s quarters, who gave you permission to enter? Get out of here!” The three of them yelled and blocked Zephyr’s approach. “Oh, it’s you, the b*stard. Why are you here?” One of the men asked sarcastically, once he recognized him. “Wait, something’s wrong, his body is covered in blood!” The other two excla
“What the… how? You didn’t die in the Feather Forest? Your powers managed to grow too?” mumbled Wesley, his eyes widened. He could not fathom how Zephyr had not only entered the dangerous Forest, but he even came out unscathed. Even the mere poison within the spirit pills were enough to kill Zephyr! According to their plans, the poison should have taken effect by now. But here he stood before him, all fine and dandy, overflowing with violent energies. “You sure are something else you b*stard!” Wesley hissed through his teeth. “Enough! Where is Leah?!” demanded Zephyr, his body covered in righteous energy. “Leah? That harlot?” grinned Wesley, “Heh heh heh… she’s probably being spoiled rotten right about now!” Hearing this, Zephyr’s rage burst forth, his body quivered in anger. Was he too late? Even in a new life, was Leah’s fate sealed? “Hahaha… die you b*stard!” Seeing Zephyr’s look of defeat, Wesley took this chance and sent forth his palm, letting it morph into a claw as it raced
The voice rang like a great bell, followed by a blast of immense power. It came forth like an endless hunger, wanting to devour all before it. “Enough!” came the voice again, this time its origin made clear. A figure appeared before Zephyr, as if out of thin air, his movements were as fast as lightning. He wore fine clothes which complimented his sturdy figure. The man was no more than 30, yet his aura exuded superiority. He was no ordinary combatant. His eyes carried great surprise and disgust. Upon resting his gaze on Zephyr, it quickly changed, it was as though he looked upon an insignificant insect, his pride was gleaming. It was Lincoln, the Khan’s personal medicine man, the most hated man in Zephyr’s life, past and present. Lincoln emitted an intimidating aura, one which surrounded not only his body, but the air around him. He was a powerful combatant without a doubt. Zephyr noticed that Lincoln had yet to enter the Agility level; he was still a Strength of level nine, an inc
A loud crack echoed throughout the courtyard, Zephyr had sent forth his fist to defend himself. Lincoln’s palm shattered, sending a stunning array of colors cascading across the sky. The punch did not stop there; however, it found its way to Lincoln’s actual palm with a sickening crunch, followed by screams of agony. Lincoln could not help but stare at his now broken arm, being helplessly flopped down next to him. Seeing this, Lincoln let out another shrill of cry. However, Zephyr did not stop, he grabbed Lincoln’s wrist and sent him tumbling into the air. Zephyr was already powerful, but his anger over Leah’s well-being sent him into a berserker rage. Zephyr grabbed a hold of Lincoln, before pulling him down, back onto the ground, face first, each connection rang throughout the courtyard as the ground cracked under Lincoln’s jaw. Lincoln could only stare helplessly as he allowed Zephyr to manhandle him, never had he thought Zephyr could overpower him like that. However, these though
“M-master?” Suddenly, a gentle voice rang out behind Zephyr. In that moment, the anger that filled Zephyr’s face dissipated almost immediately, he quickly turned his head to meet the voice. There, he saw Leah, tears in her eyes, rushing out to greet him. Her eyes were puffy, her cheeks were tear stained, she was shaken. Zephyr felt relieved to see her clothes untouched, Lincoln had not touched her. “Leah!”Zephyr called out to her, not before he kicked Lincoln away. He embraced Leah tightly, unwilling to part ever again. “Leah, how are you?” Zephyr asked, seeing Leah’s worried look on her face. “I’m… I’m fine, master, you’re… fine! That’s great!” she replied happily, relieved. Seeing Zephyr, Leah felt more concerned over him than herself. Zephyr, who realized this, could not help but ache a little inside. “Quick! Get this traitorous B*stard out of my sight! If he fights back, kill him,” Mist ordered, his voice filled with anger. Mist could only feel anger upon seeing Lincoln’s bat
“I am here now, to protect my godson, Zephyr!“My brother, Zenith, had disappeared without a trace. His son would undoubtedly be in my charge after all.” Bruce said. “I thought I could spare some of my free time for a quick visit, who would’ve thought I’d see this!”Finishing his words, Bruce’s voice took a sour turn, his expression now cold and unforgiving. “Zenith is the rightful patriarch to the Khan, by right, Zephyr should be the rightful heir, yet this is how you treat him?” he continued, “Mist Khan, Zenith Khan is your own flesh and blood, how could you do this to Zephyr? To him?” Bruce’s voice grew spiteful with each word. “My Lord, this is a familial matter, even though you are our mayor, you have no reason to interfere,” Mist replied, his expression was hard to read. “No reason? Mist Khan, I have all the reasons to intervene today!” Bruce commanded, “Zephyr, come with me. Let’s see who dares stop you!” Zephyr trusted Bruce fully, he felt no ill-will nor ulterior motives f