The many scars on the beast’s body and face showed how many battles it had been through. Its low growl told a terrible story. As Fabby watched in trepidation, her fear turned into horror when the beast raised its arms and grabbed the tree behind it and ripped it open and swung it as if it were a staff.
Fabby raised an earthen wall with haste, but it got broken to bits, and she got blown away into the nearby tree. It was a hellish pain she had never experienced before.
“Don’t give up no matter what,” she told herself in her mind.
She found herself bleeding from her nose and head, but she held onto her consciousness. If a thick branch had stuck her, she could’ve gotten several broken ribs, but because of other trees coming in the way and the padding the leaves provided, the attack didn&rs
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WHIT 89 - THE GRAY IN THE HEART
Alysse, the brunette in blue cloak, just finished healing Fabby near the sea shore. Fabby was purposely made unconscious. After Alysse was done, she got back onto her huge white swan.“Senior, are you leaving without saying a word?” asked Dusul.“Congratulations on becoming the patriarch,” saying that she left without even looking.Dusul breathing became a bit heavier as he watched her leave.Some time later.Fabby woke up to find herself resting on the shore. Edgar was right beside her, still unconscious, but his complexion looked a bit better.Dusul was standing at a distance, seemingly looking at the waves and what lay beyond.
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
WHIT 91 - QUARREL
Edgar and Fabby were seated at the eastern shore of the peninsula, with him throwing sand into the incoming waves. “Didn’t you agree to leave the sect? I can’t believe a few words was all it took to change your mind.” “Eddie, listen…” she tried to explain, ‘we’ll give it another chance, that’s all.” “Another chance? For what? To see more people like the elder trample laws underfoot?” “But that elder got punished, didn’t he?” “Yeah, but not just because of us but because he probably had been doing similar crap for God knows how long!” “Everyone won’t be like him.” “Yeah, some will be even worse,” Edgar was seething with anger at this point. “Some foot disciples especially wer
WHIT 92 - THE YAWNING DUO [VOL 05 - THE WINTER BEFORE WAR]
As the siblings were leaving, they left some fruits and vegetables inside the hut for the old man. After covering about three miles on foot, Edgar realized that something wasn’t right. “Why are we taking a long route instead of going straight?” “There’s a couple of troublesome beasts in that way,” Fabby said, thinking back on the time she first met those beasts, “that’s why.” “Are you sure we can’t handle them?” “Yep. They live in a giant cave-like house. The kangaroo and the penguin.” Edgar remembered their pictures from his childhood books. “And why are they living together?” “The old guy told me that they’re guarding a martial art book, and he warned me to not mess with t
WHIT 93 - ONE VS TWO
Even after taking explosive fist attacks, both the kangaroo and the penguin were still standing and yawning. “This has to be a joke,” Edgar couldn’t digest what was happening. His attacks didn’t even prick those ordinary-looking beasts enough to bring them out of their drowsiness? For them to still be yawning, this was a big slap to Edgar’s pride. Adding to the insult, the kangaroo was standing with its arms folded. They weren’t even looking at the siblings. “Let’s see how long you can keep that attitude,” Edgar poured a lot more Drive into his right fist. Reddish vapors leaked out from that hand. “Take this punch head-on if you dare!” he lunged and swirled in midair once and unleashed a hissing punch. “Whirling Monkey Fist!” Fabby immediately recognized that move. I
WHIT 94 - FREEDOM
Fabby woke up and found herself resting under a tree shade. “What am I doing here?” After looking around, she suddenly remembered something. “Eddie!’ she quickly ran toward the cave, her heart ringing in her ears as she worried about her brother. “Nothing will happen to him,” she told herself repeatedly. She quickly got there, but there was no one outside. “Where’s he?” she didn’t stop or hesitate and rushed into the cave. After going in for over a hundred meters, she was stunned by what she saw. The kangaroo and the penguin were doing something unimaginable. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Edgar was sitting on a rock, and the kangaroo was massaging his shoulders standing on the back, whereas the penguin was massaging his legs. Fabby’s jaw slackened. “What
WHIT 95 - THE RETURN
Fabby collected many fruits and vegetables, whereas Edgar was fighting decently strong beasts enroute to the Great Joint, where outer disciples lived. Even though he couldn’t use lightning, he scared away simple beasts with his screams, but he had to defeat the capable ones so he could collect their cores and bodies separately and stored them in his ring. The things Fabby collected were also stored in his ring as her storage ring was still with the discipline hall. Still, not all beasts were easy prey. They had to avoid or hide from some beasts and run away from some others. Overall, the trip wasn’t simple. It took them a week’s journey from the Great Right Wing to reach the Great Wash and then another day to get to the Great Smile. They directly went to a branch of
WHIT 96 - CLASSES
The foot disciples were not part of a sect. They were more like the official workers of a sect, who could farm in the lands owned by the sect, or work in the mines, or gather firewood to sell, and do different other kinds of labor for the sect and at the same time earn decent money. The reason they chose to work in the sect was because it provided more safety than outside and guaranteed better earnings, too, along with a little bit of fame. Generally, the children who had lost their parents and were forced to look after themselves would be allowed to directly become the foot disciples without even having to take the entrance test. Every foot disciple had ten years of time to become an outer disciple, and those who failed to become an outer disciple would be kicked out of the sect. In case if a child was born to a foot disciple, then the child would be given twenty years of time to become an outer disciple.