As he tried to grab her, a huge boulder of crystal like rock slammed on to him, the force plummeting him down to the ground. At this very rate, he was going to squash in on Ronke. And already, the barrier rehab technique had already started fading off, its color changing from white to red, in sync with the raging, furious aura about Shin who still was at the edge, kneeling and holding his head in pain.
“Ladies and Gentlemen. Welcome to Laprisha Soul Beast National Contest. Who is excited?” The Adze with a white butch hairsttyle, wearing a simple bathrobe type of garment of black that stopped just at his hip while a trouser of black covered his lower legs.He was currently standing in the bisellium with the concrete arches over head and two sturdy pillar
“YAY!”“Show them who’s the boss!” Lord Bello, Greetings to you and heavenly speed to your reverb constant travels. You would remember that in the last times, you had required me to make a note of all the known Ascenders and that I did.Although you did not really settle well to see it as you kept traversing the Second and Third Heavens in conduct of all the realms of the Allied Beastkins in both heavAscenders: Rising From Zero Cold Feet
Hana skipped as they walked, humming a tone that Bayo was sure he never heard before.It was somewhere between erie and soothing. But just as soon as he listens to it, he takes his mind off it.Currently, he is in his Spirit Prime Wolf form because Ronke had advised that he be in that form, at least to keep appearances as some of the contestants were recognizable by the varying creatures from a golden brown blend of a lion and goat to a tortoise shelled beetle and many others beasts that were being walked by their hosts. A show of might, Hana had termed it, saying that they had to do the same.This time however, Ronke demanded for the clothes, before he switched forms, right there at the pavilion of the Amphitheatre. Initially, he was worried that someone would see him but there was really not as much a reason to be worried. The audience, the spectators who had come to watch the opening night already got their feet and started the bustling as they ea
"Ah, sorry. There's always a lot of traffic here whenever it is time for the contest, you know." She giggled, showing her white dentition again. "And, it's hard enough to move about and what's harder is the fact that you are yet to enter your soul beast into Wardship, Miss Ronke.""I don't understand." Ronke frowned. "Who are you?"She asked the lady. Standing at a height of 5.7ft, she was dwarfed clearly by the lady who stood at the height of 7.2ft exactly as were the Hadjans with her."Ugh!" The lady made a mock gesture of wiping off sweat from her face. "I have been looking all over for you. Where have you been?""Uh…" Hana looked from Ronke to the lady, her right hand dropping to the pinky finger on her left. She was just waiting for something to go amiss before she pulled out her Ashari blade from the Spatial storage ring she had on."Uh… forgive me. I didn't introduce myself." The lady smiled with one eye closed. "Yo
Meanwhile, minutes had passed and already the crowd had thinned out considerably. They were not in the same location as before being that they had walked quite some distance.Distance that Bayo had failed to take note because of the crowd about then.However now, they walked into a bunker of sorts, moving down the sloping pavement as were the few others too.At the bottom of it, Bayo took a cursory look about. He noticed the sturdy steel walls that formed the walls of the bunker, the stone paved road below his paws and also taking notes of some patrolling Adzes guards in their usual leather armor.They took the first right turn, branching off the previous path into another path that has sand and loose earth here and there, mostly red in color.They walked for a couple more meters, Granin and Tangera nodding here and there in greeting to the passing Adzes around her. Soon after another branching off again, they got into an area whe
"A-ha! Tired are we?" Yasmin's voice resounded as his black shoes went pitter patter in the somewhat water logged ground, droplets of water falling off the soles of the shoes.He was pretty much the same as last time, having the visage of the form, the human Bayo respected the most.The Yoruba history teacher, of whom he had fled his class just because he was tired of the Yoruba myths being spoken.Only if he knew that what the teacher was saying was all true.Only if he knew that he was going to be in that same supposed Mythological world, perhaps, he might have paid more attention to the class.But what did that matter? It was a little too late for regrets. In fact, now, Bayo was already adjusting to the harsh conditions of Orun, learning to take things the way they ought to be taken.By now, Bayo was pretty much aware that in the instant he slacked, he would, surely, become toast for the forces after that.The very sense of this be
It was taking like forever for Tangera to return already. So much that Bayo frowned in unease.Had he been harsh on her?!He didn't know. Indeed, he could not find a reason as to why he was harsh or if he was harsh at all. The past events had been one that had taken quite the toll on him, mentally so it was only natural that he would act out of instincts.Preservational Instincts.So far, so good, his life has only been on the run. From one thing to another thing, he was always running.But this time, he was stuck in one place where he could not just bail. Not with the cell walls around him. Even though it would seem treacherous for him to do so, Bayo heaved, he would have still done so.Right now, he was just sitting ducks for whoever came his way.Perhaps, he should have bailed when he had the chance and was not confined to the walls of this cell.The fact that he was in a contest where he would have to resort to bestial livi
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. ****