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WHIT 211 - LITTLE TIGERS
The moment a snake entered, earthen walls rose and squashed it into pulp, waking up Edgar.He looked at his sister. “What’s that sound?”“Nothing,” Fabby said. “Just practicing a little.”“Right now?” Edgar shook his head. “Do it outside. Not here.” Saying that he closed his eyes.Fabby picked up the dead snake and sent it into her inventory. “I saw a silhouette, but I couldn’t see their face,” she thought. “This snake was probably released by them, but why? Is it someone sent by Elder Kessai again?” she frowned. “I should have told the patriarch about it. I didn’t remember the ongoing issue back then.”She sat down on her bed and stayed awake, waiting for any possible dangers. She could have swallowed some beast cores and tried to absorb them, but that would shift her focus, and she didn’t want that. After all, there was no telling when someone else might attack them.Meanwhile, about a three-quarter mile from the Evergreat sect campsite, the Honeywell sect members were camping, but
WHIT 212 - EATING TOGETHER
Azar and Liam were chasing a peacock. This was no ordinary peacock but one that could use short bursts of extreme speed. They called these types of peacocks Bolters, for they could dodge even lightning.“This bird’s too damn fast!” Azar was already getting tired and bored. “It’s better that we give up.”“But I heard its meat is super tasty,” Liam wasn’t willing to give up just yet.They attacked from different directions and tried all things for hours.At dawn, they were still trying, hoping the bird would get tired and make a mistake. As they were crossing a camping site, they heard some people praising a particular youth standing in the middle. With an oval face that looked like an ostrich’s face, he was extremely slender.“Isn’t he the one who won the first round by pulling the boulder closer to him and won the round without even moving an inch?” Liam wondered.“Yeah. Yoyo Taylor. An outer disciple of the Red Roses sect,” Azar said. “He’s strong enough to become an inner disciple,
WHIT 213 - PLANS AND GOALS
Everyone thought the second round would start in the morning, but it wasn’t announced yet, making them wonder if they have to wait another day doing nothing but sitting at the camp.Some groups began having their own little competitions to pass time. Some did arm-wrestling, some tried doing the most number of jump-ropes and what not. There were a few groups that kept talking about other groups and shared information.The key figures of top sects were obviously talked about.The matriarch of the Honeywell sect, Deborah Gittens, a sinewy woman dressed minimally, was speaking to her sect members. “We don’t want to compete with those from the great sects until the fourth round, especially those from the Red Roses sect. Their disciples this time look much stronger than we expected.“Their core disciples look even more amazing. From the information I’ve gathered, Ryu Reyes received direct tutelage from their patriarch Keeze Monn. Anarga Utsav has been taught by their Great Elder Terrel Bee!
WHIT 214 - HERE TO WIN
No one participating in the Youth Games was allowed to leave the training grounds where they were allowed to camp.There was a registry at the only entrance and exit into the training grounds enclosed by tall walls. Everyone who would come in and go out needed to leave their name. If there was anyone who didn’t know how to write, like Tenzai for instance, the guards standing there would help write their name.Currently, the two guards standing there were yawning.“I didn’t even get a wink last night, and I’m already tired. But we’re supposed to do this until night falls?”“Can’t help it. With many disciples participating, our shifts got longer.”As they were talking, a blue-eyed beauty entered the scene, completely grabbing their attention. They remembered her from the last time she entered the training grounds.“Aren’t you the Water Walker?” they both stood on alert, even though they were mesmerized by her blue hair, blue eyes, tall and shapely frame for a second. “What do you want,
WHIT 215 - YERDES AND AYSS
Because the second round wasn’t conducted the next day, everyone was busy doing their own things.While the disciples practiced and honed their skills, the masters and elders of different sects were overseeing. However, even the masters were alerted when a particular person walked past them.A long gray-haired man with a sword at his waist. His signature armor and white cape made it easy for others to recognize him.“Axton the Heartless. A member of the Yerdes family!”“The red sword on his waist was forged by God Hand Kessler, wasn’t it?”“Probably. He recently killed the patriarch of the spear-chasing sect and attended these games in his palace.”“Look at the faces of the disciples of that sect… there’s no glow in them.”“The resources of their sect will soon be absorbed into the Yerdes family, and those poor souls don’t know that they’re considered as resources, too.”More than two dozen disciples of the spear-chasing sect were following Axton. The one leading the disciples was Pal
WHIT 216 - UNBELIEVABLE BOREDOM
At night.The Four Masters of Zha family were having a family meet together, which mostly included one ridiculing the other. That’s how they behaved when no outsider was watching them.Giria Zha was also with them, eating duck meat. Seeing her four fathers after a long while made her feel happy.A family of red hairs they were. Bushin with his long eyebrows, Corio with his long mustache, Dubril with his long beard, and Ashang with his long brows, mustache, and beard, there were no better looking men in her eyes. Each one had their own flair. No wonder her mother couldn’t choose one and so married all four of them.Though she didn’t know who her real father among the Four Masters was, she didn’t really care as they all treated her well. Having said that, she did like Ashang the most out of the four as he never disappointed her, not even once.Her grandfather, however, hated his four sons for marrying a single woman more than he hated watching them quarrel among each other all the time,
WHIT 217 - BLOOD SPILLED I
The camping grounds spanned almost 12,000 acres. Reaching the border of the camping grounds wasn’t the difficult part but reaching it before the blindfolds ran out was the main issue. So, everyone gave it their best to get there in time.The core disciples of most sects were among the first to arrive there, and they tried to take multiple of those to cover for their sect members, but Selly and other masters were present there and ordered them to only take one.Then came the inner disciples of different sects, with some talented outer disciples present among them. Edgar and Fabby also got there in time and took the blindfolds and hurried ahead.Gossini also got there soon after the siblings passed, but it was after she crossed the border, she encountered some trouble in the form of two disciples from random sects who saw that she was alone and wanted to take the blindfold for themselves, so that they could give them to their sect members that couldn’t get the blindfolds.“You shouldn’t
WHIT 218 - BLOOD SPILLED II
“Be on your toes,” Fabby reminded him as a warning.“I’m already on my toes,” as Edgar said, something whizzed past him and pierced his sister, making her cry out loud.A pain of a thousand mosquitoes biting her shoulder at once wouldn’t even describe the amount of pain Fabby felt right now. Her whole body froze from the sheer shock.Edgar instinctively released electricity mixed with drive and spread it to his sister through her arm. She received some shock, but it also made whatever that bit her back away.“Are you okay?” Edgar asked.“My shoulder,” she cringed in pain. “I can’t feel it. It’s gone numb.” Her shoulder was bleeding because of a small but sharp, deep wound.Edgar jolted her body with more electricity, and it helped in making the numbness go away fast. It also helped shut her shoulder wound at least temporarily.“Just what attacked you?” Edgar couldn’t even tell. “I only heard some noise briefly. A buzzing sound.”Though both of them stopped in their tracks for the time