The arrows rained on Edgar, but they couldn’t pierce through his drive that now extended five inches thick outside his body.
“This bastard is using overdrive!”
“He can’t stay in that state for long. Keep shooting.”
“I came here for my sister!” Edgar roared, and his roar was like thunder that echoed throughout the neighborhood. Even the arrows that were coming at him were thrown off-path, greatly shocking the guards. “Why is she still in the dark dungeon? Why hasn't she been released yet?”
“Shut his mouth!” the guards together shot more arrows and spears at him while wondering who the hell this boy was. However, they were all deflected by the electricity surging out of his body in streaks.
“I have no business with any of
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WHIT 83 - BREAKING THE LIMITS
As clouds rumbled in the sky, Edgar appeared on Venel’s left, and his hand thrust straight toward the opponent’s neck. However, the ground shook and threw Edgar off a little bit, so he missed hitting the neck. In that time, Venel slipped all the way into the earth. He made himself a room and was looking up. (This boy has already started merging the core ability with the drive. Even I couldn’t do that until I was nineteen. He’s going to become a monster in the future. Since he isn’t the listening type, there’s no point in valuing his life. I should end this quickly for both of our sake.) “Come out, you coward!” Edgar pounded his fists into the ground and shook the entire ground, startling Venel. His little cave inside the ground got cracks all over it. That’s som
WHIT 84 - THE ESCAPEES
Edgar was roaming in the darkness, using his lightning to see in that pitch-black place. Only his hair was covered in lightning, and it became all spiky.The doors of the cells were made with iron thorns coated with some greasy substance, and most cells were empty. And the cells that weren’t empty had starved people. They were all begging him to give them some food or water. But because they were all chained, he could go past their cells.It took him a little more than twenty minutes to find his sister, despite him calling out for her. She was in her cell, a different cell from the one she was initially put in, looking like a dried fish. Edgar broke the lock and went in.Fabby slowly opened her eyes. She wasn’t expecting Edgar to come looking for her. And she was a lot more shocked. Judging by the way he
WHIT 85 - DREAMS
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WHIT 86 - TALKS
It was still raining, and Fabby was running away, carrying Edgar on her shoulder. It was already dark, and she could hear the howls of beasts, but she had no other choice. She had to shift locations, or they would be found out. She had to abandon the food she gathered as well. She had been running for many miles, and she was quite tired, but still, she had no intention of stopping. Her knees and ankles hurt, but she kept going, not in straight lines but in a zig-zag fashion, making sure to avoid beasts. However, she stumbled across two men who were discussing something. Thanks to the noise of the rain, they didn’t notice her, so she hid behind a trunk and waited. One of those men had red hair and a long beard. It was Dubril Zha. And the other man was wearing a hooded
WHIT 87 - SHADOW KONG
“Noiz mountains? Are you sure?” Venel asked, still laying on the bed. His crotch was covered in bandages, but he covered it up with a towel, even though doing such a thing would only raise the temperature and bring him inconvenience. After all, he didn’t want to reveal the bandages to others.“Yes, senior,” two outer disciples replied, their heads in bowing mode. Both of them had beak-like noses, “Though the rain washed away tracks, we could smell her in the air.”“Only core disciples or higher level members of the sect are allowed entrance there. If she really went into the region of Shadow Kong, she’s as good as dead,” Venel looked disappointed. “I wanted to punish her myself.”At the dead of the night, in Noiz Mountain Range.
WHIT 88 - OVERPOWERING FOE
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WHIT 89 - THE GRAY IN THE HEART
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WHIT 90 - CUTTING THINGS
After traveling a couple of miles in the direction Dusul pointed, Fabby arrived at a hut. However, it was already occupied by a senile man, who didn’t let her in for free. The deal was she had to cut wood for as long as she stayed, and she also had to make her own food.Though she agreed, the real pain of cutting tough trees that grew near a pond was later greatly felt. They were so big and sturdy, and her inexperience only made things difficult. She got blisters on her hands on the first day, but she was still forced to work on the second day; however, now she wrapped a cloth over her hands.The old man was watching her even though it didn’t seem like it. “At least she’s not thick in the head,” he thought.It took hours to cut a single tree. And every tree moaned as it fell. Carrying l