The Martial Unity

It was one thing to predict, on paper, after having analyzed historical data.

And it was entirely another to experience that prediction in the flesh.

For none of them were ready.

None of them were ready for the unhampered and unhindered bloodlust of a Martial Senior.

Even Rui shuddered as he gritted his teeth. His mental fortitude among them was probably the greatest, but even he was not mentally prepared for the avalanche of pressure that washed through them all.

It felt like a bomb had gone off on the island. The fauna in the forest broke into a frenzy as the creatures, regardless of their status in the food chain, ran away from that section of the forest as their lives depended on it.

Of course, they did.

"Don't retreat," Rui managed to squeeze out when he noticed the Longranger Martial Squire instinctively backing away, nearly making for a run. "Have faith in your senior!"

They barely heeded his words.

Rui was the only one who maintained a fierce expression.

He opened his mouth, aiming to launch a Sonic Bullet at one of the K'ulnen Martial Squires.

Yet he froze, once more.

His eyes widened as a tiny figure entered his vision in the distance behind the K'ulnen Squires.

It was merely a dot in the distance.

Yet, it was larger than all.

Not even the Sun drew as much attention to itself.

the Sun shined brighter than the tiny figure emanating bloodlust so thick that one

his eyes.

"You..."

stood right before

the many kilometers between him and the

him with bloodshot wide eyes. The

him in the

unprecedentedly powerful wind attack slammed into her, just

unable to move. He felt like he just barely avoided being hit by a

process what happened, a tremendous

right, his

hill used to be,

No, this can't b-"

entire area,

that was more

"Rui."

it reverberated

in the direction it came

"Senior Ceeran!"

heaved a sigh

smile cracked at the edge of his mouth.

Senior Ceeran appeared larger than life. Had Rui been an ordinary man, he may very well have gotten down to one knee and bowed in devotion to one that many may call

never even

No.

fixed in the direction of the

in that direction to know that she had already emerged out of the crater of that attack. Every sense

Squires, or whether they were sizing up each other,

they needed to get as far away from the battlefield as they

around in order to try and continue their battle with the other side. At this

needed to protect their settlement from any side effects that may come in their direction. Even though the two Martial Seniors were situated far away from the