Hana walked out of the Inn, her eyes solemn and her gait determined. She turned to the left, waiting awhile for her eyesight to adjust to the dusk airs before continuing.
After that, with a deep breath of air, she walked, her curved face emotionless, down the street of Laprisha. Her mind was in a turmoil of so many decisions.
Earlier on.Bayo lay, head on paws in the far corner, diagonally opposite, of the room watching as the Hadjans got up from the bed.It was a dual bed styled room,with each bed facing each other like a hostel setting. The wooden walls are grey, monotonic in sight. Below the iron frames of the beds are wooden cabinets, space reserved for personal effects.The ceilings, made of boarded wood is of cream color, the structure wise color variation in the room presently.The Hadjans, Hana and Shin seemed rather suspicious to Bayo from day one. Noticing their eyes on him, Bayo makes his eyelids shut, subtly. He figured if this was the time they'd make their move then he had to also make sure everything went on smoothly.There was no point in falsely accusing someone, was there.His limbs ache with the dormant force that stiffened them in readiness for a spring. Surprisingly to him, nothing happens except for the opening of the black door. At th
Shin sits, grumpily at the top of stair floor boards, his back overlooking a brown door.Sighing, he put his hands into the pocket of the hood, his face showing discontent.The next minute, he pulled the hood over half of his face, the bottom hem of the hoodie jacket pulling up to his back. With his face partially obscured, he put his right hand which he had used to pull the hood to remove the sun shades.With it removed, he used the edge of the hood to clean it of dust.The sunshades, it never left his face. At least, until he has recovered from the incident back then.The shades, they were comforting to him. Providing him a false sense of being unseen, obscured in darkness where no one would bother about who he was or what he has.This very act was however not because he was Hadjan or any other reason. It was because of a simple fact.He was trying to.cope with a traumatic experience he had experienced some time ago.A
With many other curses spewing out of his mind, he flew subtly after them, thoughts on marking this town hall and seeing the bastardly Lord Aiko.Lord?Did he even deserve to be called Lord?With that in mind, Bayo trailed after the Vampires, soaring after them from behind as they progressed slowly but steadily.Soon they reached a bend and took the bend to the left, the road made of paved stones and still neatly maintained as the others.In this place, the houses and structures are closer to the road, almost like this is the more urban part of the town.This is not far from the truth because at the end of the street is where the seat of power resides.The town hall, Lord Aiko's imperial residence.They arrive, after a series of hiking, to the building which is termed the Town Hall. It is fenced in by a yellow painted wall, it's gates opened, made of metal boards with protruding iron irods that is covered by a
"Law of death; Sleeeeeeping beauty!"Bayo's feather rustled, a sharp tingly sensation crawling sharply over him and raking through his flesh. A loud feeling of death suddenly erupted, on a concentrated point and seemed to be moving towards him Immediately, he knew that instant that any lower and something disastrous would happen. Quickly, he slammed his wings down, the tips of the feathers lightly caressing the form of Ronke as he lifted up, narrowing dodging a spear of darkness underneath his talons.Even as he dodged it and dived up into the air, an ominous sensation of death flashed about hz the cold memories of things he had wanted to forget.Loss, his death at the truck, the helplessness he suffered when the dragon massacred his pack, the dread that filled him.with icy chill at Amnor and a demonic power that raked through his body…Everything flashing at once, the combined agony of the painful and scared moments of hi
"Come on!" Hana grunted, standing on her legs. "There's no time. We need to trail those fools. Flank me." She tore into the distance, ignoring the ones running towards them from the back of Shin.“Ah… excuse me. Not that i am scared but these guys use the law of death. Don’t you think this is where we should cut chase?” Shin questioned, running forward wit
However, in the midst of their joy, someone else, up above in the air was livid.It was Bayo. Meanwhile, Hana crouched down on the solid ground of the balcony. Quickly she ducked, rolling over to avid the scythe of a curved blade at her. She flicked her fingers, pulling out her long and thin blade from the ring on her left pinky in the roll. And just as she got back to her feet, she swirled in a 360 turn, cutting and slashing through the vampires about her.Sharlene Ascenders: Rising From Zero New Form: Toxicus Cretin
Meanwhile, right from the moment Ronke's head slammed into the ceiling, pain racked through her body. Immediately, she summoned water moisture about her, forming a mist that shrouded her entire form when she fell back to land.Just how was this female Vampire this powerful even without using law energy? Going out on this Vampire was going to wear her out so fast. Already, she had been facing different nightmares inside her head when she was unconscious.
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Here, you saw the title, right? Of course, yes, they would return. You certainly have not seen the last of it. So, like what was done at the start of this volume, we had an author boss note where we discussed the charcters and whatnot. Remember i mentioned that I was nto goign to make bayo the entire focus of it? Well, he kind of became focus of it being that the whole novel is geared to his wellbeing. Lol. At the ending, we can see that he is paying the price in full for the warnings Yasmin issued to him. Dont ignore soul adaptation but what does Bayo know? And i certainly cannot blame him. He has a lot of pressure on him, forcing him to amke the most drastic measures to ensure he is not lagging behind. But reclal that Bayo did not tart life as the toher Ascenders. All the Ascenders started their Life at the soul class of Elite. Elite is from 1000pts and above. BUt Bayo began from Basic Class,with less than 20pt which wa
And Pain.. “AAAAAGAGHHHHHH!” The huntress yelled out as the chunk of earth ripped through her back, spearing its way through her entire body, all the way from the back to the front of her. “Now, you can burn!” Ronke said and then, with a smile, she stomped her feet on the deck of the ship, willing back all of the flames that she had been keeping at bay. All of it, towards the screaming form of the huntress even as the ship began to break and scatter into bits of matter down the mountain ranges below. “Now, now." Ronke said, smiling as she willed up a gust of wind to take her off the deck as the deck finally succumbed to the head and the destruction of the flames even after it provided a dying frame for the figure of the huntress earlier. And then,the hull of something already so familiar appeared, rising above the form of Ronke. It lowered itself, a figure, which was Hana standing at the foredeck with her hand extended waiting to take the hands of
A large spike of Earth tore through the front deck of the ship, ripping through the spot that Slyka had stood in only seconds away now. The moment it ripped through,a gigantic explosion of flames burst out in the lower deck now, the entire mass of the licked up in instant flames and heat, turning out to be a massive firework in the sky. Now.... Ronke panicked. The level of destruction that she had caused with her earth spike stalling was catastrophic. She had to keep a wall of oxygen deprived air about her to keep the flames from gathering around her or ve scathing her own skin. She was not insusceptible to fire,after all, despite being able to control fire though. She was worried. But then, the worry about the CFR was the least of her concerns. After all, in the battle scene, who had to worry about what happened to the enemy. The person who did do that was the one who was willing to get himself or herself at the losing end of the whole thing. But for h
The Hunter is a killing machine which is specifically designed for such missions of severity, they do not show emotions and have no need for that because for the missions which they are assigned for, they have to be through and effectively. Their blows need to count and so the hunters are given new identities and introduced to the quality demanding system of the CFR. WHich would mean that even their souls are inculcated and taught about the values of the Cfr. In Other Words, they live for the CFR. However,this option of being a Hunter or Huntress is always so optional and never is forced on those within or without the CFR organization. It is only for those who truly seek to unlock the next level that the Cfr holds the key to. Lest we digress, the hunter is a single entity of overwhelming force. Unless the Hunters are all occupied at the moment or the CFR wishes not to involve them, then the army of
In life, we often do not have the option of choice. I mean, there is always the matter of choice but most times we have to choose between a great evil, and a far greater evil. In times like that, our sense of being is completely eroded, vanished from sight as we try to make the best of what we have to do. Sure enough, there might be a choice, lurking somewhere down the alley but for the matter of time being, we are blinded to it. And thus, the inevitable is what we eventually have to come for. Our choices are forced by the circumstance of the present situation. Which in hindsight does not look like a choice rather. In thesis is life and his priorities to keep. So, then, knowing about the instability of battle, the question is put out to all of you here. When faced with the tightest of situations, what would you do to ensure you live? To ensure that your values are not completely wiped out. In this situation, we have a matter of doing what is b
‘Yeoowww’ Bayo could only scream out in his mind, mentally as his whole body went through a wreath of red hot flames. Still in the gust of the momentum of the jump from earlier, his body went on, traversing space as he crossed the distance which was between the two ships. His body was roasting and he flew tall of the what, all of his insides feeling like marshmallows now. And oh, how hot the fumes were. The mere scent of the smoke that was about was roasting his nose, smelting down all of his internal organs that dealt with smell and breathing. His body hairs kept on shrinking as they blazed, the entire mass of the Lightning Fist Chimp now reduced to a literal burning mass of meat. Panic surged through his body now as Bayo crashed down to the decking of the larger CFR ship. While he wanted to re
The feeling had been instantouse for Bayo. For him to switch into the form of an Adze all in a bit and then revert back to the form of a Familiar Prime had been all so super fast. It was something which he did not think he would have been able to achieve, without Yasmin with him. Yes, of course, he could just as easily switch his body form ,without Yasmin being involved but also, he had to consider the event of the last time. He had spoked Ronke and the rest up when he had suddenly switched into the form of a growing Familiar Prime, as a youngling. He would not want something of such to repeat itself again, especially since it was bound to be a really rough ride in a bit, being that the CFR pursuing ship had arrived. It would be best not to unsettle anyone so that they could focus on what was really necessary and pivotal to their staying in the air for longer.
Beside a thorough negotiation skill as one of the prerequisites for a good CFR agent, another thing is to be considered in the midst of the yet many factors about a CFR agent. While the others may be so desiring, we would stress here once again, that lethal force is not always so desired in the CFR. If there is need forreal lethal force, there is the outer Consort of the Drakonian Confederacy or even the Inner Consort of the Drakonian Confederacy Army. If need be for thorough lethal force, then the army would be duly notified. An in such case this is often out of the hand of the CFR, However, be it known that it does not undermine the quality of the Cfr. While there is this option, the CFR does have its availability of lethal force. The Guardian and her aides are entities that are capabal of hta, so unless situation has escalated more than the numerous well trained CFR agents, then, Leth
Earlier… GBA MMM! A loud bang exploded now and the ship suddenly rocked to the left violently. Bayo could only growl silently in pain as his head, in reaction to the sudan movement, bounced against the wooden bar just before his head, towards the left hand side of the bed. “What happened?” ROnke and Hana shouted almost immediately as they jolted out of the cabin, looks of questioning on their face towards the one at the cockpit. Shin. ‘Well…” Shin cried out to them, his head tilted upwards, looking at something which was beyond them. “We have company and they have real mood swings.” He said, tilting to the right with the steering wheel as he attempted to stabilise the ship now. ****