The Martial Unity

Rui watched his reaction carefully. In Rui's mind, there was a forty-five-percent chance he would head straight into the cave, a forty-five-percent chance he would go back to the village to get his hands on some lighting so he could see, and only a ten-percent chance he would forget about hunting the beast.

Vranil turned around and sprinted away in the direction of the village.

"Hm, cautious." Rui muttered unhappily. He had hoped Vranil would enter the cave blind. That would have made his life much easier. Had he done that, it would have been game over.

Darkness did not matter to Rui. The combination of Seismic Mapping and Primordial Instinct was more than enough to comfortably fight even with his eyes closed. Vranil on the other hand clearly did not possess great sensory capabilities. The test from earlier as well as the fact that Fria managed to escape was enough evidence in favour of that matter. The fact that he chose not to enter the cave blindly proved this as well.

Rui truly wanted to fight him head-on. He was quite confident in his ability to win. Vranil had defined weaknesses, meaning the VOID algorithm would eat them up, especially now that he had acquired the ability to use the pattern recognition system of the VOID algorithm.

However, he wasn't stupid.

This wasn't a training spar in the Academy. Nor was this a contest like that of the Martial Contest.

This was a real fight. This was life and death.

If he lost, it would be game over and the lives of those villagers would be at stake. There were plenty of powerful Martial Artists who he could fight in a fair setting. But when it came real fights where his life was at stake. He was not going to pull his punches by not using unfair tactics that gave him unfair advantages.

Everything was fair game in war.

"Get me torchs, lamps, matches and a rope!" Vranil snarled at his men when he reached the village.

His men had no idea why he wanted those items, but they did not dare question him as several of them scurried about to procure the items he wanted.

belt loops in his lower garments. He quickly grabbed the matches

the beast go. The beast had already killed twelve of his men, and more importantly, if it did have cubs, then the situation was much worse than he thought and he would need to kill them as soon as possible otherwise they would

the torch quickly before tucking the matches

travelled, the more he felt something was wrong. He could not hear anything; it was almost as if the cave was entirely

the cave and the light from the entrance

he stepped on

corpse as that of one of his men. His confusion turned into fear when he

here.') He could feel it. Something

the realization came too

POW POW POW.

body. They did not do much damage to him. But

blasts shattered the torches and the

idea what was happening, but his sense of danger was tingling. Yet before he could even

PEW

felt an excruciating piercing pain on his neck. He

to leave

BOOM!!!

clump of rocks in the forest, reverberating across the