Alex looked at the Stalker, and the Stalker looked back.

Silence.

Only the cold wind could be heard.

Alex slowly retrieved his sword and held it in his right hand. He no longer needed to carry it with both of his hands.

Step.

Then, Alex slowly stepped forward.

The Stalker looked at him from a distance, silently evaluating him.

In its mind, this animal was small, far smaller than it.

It had seen these kinds of animals before, and they always hunted in groups.

Yet, this one was alone.

From what the Stalker had seen, these animals weren't very powerful. They could only be a real danger in a group.

They were slow.

Their bodies were weak.

Yet, this particular specimen felt different to the Stalker.

More dangerous.

However, the more dangerous this specimen felt, the better its meat would taste.

Such creatures as the Stalkers were drawn to powerful prey. The more powerful the prey, the better.

On earth, predators avoided dangerous prey unless they were really desperate.

But here, things were different.

The more powerful something was, the more Mana it had stored in its body. After all, physical power without Mana took a being only so far. At some point, Mana was necessary to become more powerful.

Because of that, the predators that took more risks and survived had become more powerful and had fathered more offspring.

After many, many years, every animal and creature in this world had the instinct of hunting powerful prey.

This was also why the wolves hadn't retreated when they had been attacked by the lizard.

The lizard had killed two of the four wolves, but the remaining two wolves had still charged at it in a frenzy.

This was how powerful the draw of power was for the creatures and animals of this world.

Alex slowly walked closer as he kept his sword ready, never taking his eyes off the creature.

This was no longer the same Alex that had appeared in this world.

The old Alex had thought about many things.

Family, love, success, money, justice.

However, all of these desires had been replaced with a thirst for power.

People changed over the course of their life, but was such a drastic change in attitude and personality in only a single month normal?

Could he still be considered as Alex?

Or had he already become Shang?

Alex didn't think about these things, but he had long decided that he would only walk forward, never looking backward.

The old world of Alex was slowly left behind as he walked into the darkness before him.

How long would it take until Alex looked back?

Would he have already walked so far that he couldn't see his starting point anymore?

would have nothing left to orient

blindly, in

end up walking in a direction the

Step.

and the Stalker was still looking at

was still debating if it should attack him

prey tasted incredibly delicious, but if the prey was too

front of the

Should it attack?

BANG!

with his sword at the

immediately jumped

SHING!

branch the Stalker had just been

SHING! CRK!

horizontally in the trunk of the tree. The sword got stuck, and Alex used it to reposition his

BANG!

shot away from the tree, pulling

had used a similar move back

Fight or not fight?

had been taken

Stalker as it just landed on

SHING!

cut apart as the Stalker quickly moved

CRACK!

evaded another attack as Alex's sword cut through two-thirds of the tree's

BANG!

the ground at

BOOOM!

earth. The sound of Alex hitting the ground thundered throughout

Stalker immediately made its

Run!

Too dangerous!

around and

BANG!

it

the Stalker was faster than

a split-second

SHING!

the tree in front of it. The Stalker looked over and saw the dangerous

The Stalker stopped.

It wasn't dumb.

knew that these kinds of beings needed to

Maybe it could win?

turned around

made its

kill this

lost his most

over the Stalker's mind as

BANG!

saw Alex, it was already too

and the short moment of hesitation of the

hit it to the side of the head with an

for a bit,

chest from behind, put his arms through its armpit, and

a

on a gigantic, cat-like creature in a dark

was the best and

had become its undoing.

the sword, it didn't mean that

MMA-fighter, and as long as he had enough time to study his opponent's body, he could

forward in an attempt to

was risky, but Alex preferred a more

the Stalker decided to lurk around

He couldn't risk that.

the ground as its forelegs moved to the side, out of

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