The Martial Unity

Senior R'An'Alnen rose from the giant crater spanning hundreds of meters in diameter with a hateful expression on her bruised face.

She glared at him.

Senior Ceeran smiled helplessly as waves of pressure washed over him in vain.

Her expression crumpled into one of venomous hatred, rage, and plenty of shock.

The two had completely lost any interest in the Martial Squires that were still scrambling away. The matriarch of the K'ulnen Tribe stayed her hand briefly to ensure that she did not inadvertently hurt her own Martial Squires. She no longer cared about Rui who had already put a good distance between himself and them.

After all, as impressive as Rui was, he was but an infant in her eyes. The adult that had stepped in to protect him was a far worthier and more meaningful target of her ire and hatred.

"Rank three outsider Martial Artist, you have returned," She spat those words with venomous contempt, from many kilometers. Not even Rui would have heard her despite his remarkable senses, yet Senior Ceeran shrugged mildly at her words.

"Have work here," He replied in the Vilun dialect.

Four months ago, when Martial Commissioner Derun had requested him to return to Vilun Island to aid Rui in a mission that he was previously assigned, he took the liberty to begin learning the language. Of course, his Vilun was broken and he couldn't understand complex sentences yet and he definitely couldn't read or write its script. But he had reached a point where he was able to understand her words and reciprocate basic replies.

"You outsiders… You dare infringe on our domain. You dare to challenge us. You dare to kill our warriors!" She snarled. "You will pay for your transgressions!"

The atmosphere grew taut.

The two of them narrowed their eyes as their expressions grew more severe.

A maelstrom of pressure radiated from their powerful frames wrung the air between them. It was as though their very presence weighed down on the world.

began to

and even

Nothing was the same.

the brewing pressure

guarded them. The many animals and beasts of the island ran amuck as their instincts warned them of

the island retained their composure, and only the Martial Seniors were

R'An'Alnen spoke softly. "It is time for you

grew tumultuous as their expressions grew

beggared the minds of those who witnessed

Their eyes began glowing.

began trickling across their entire

sense of power and peril radiated from their bodies. Their muscles brimmed with power as their

volcanoes, on the cusp of erupting in a mighty

it seemed as though

the very next, all hell

with

ignited into a small

forward generated a sonic boom the size of a small town as the pressure was enough

friction generated by the velocity of her launch ignited all her

at a blindingly high speed

Senior Ceeran, and nothing

large that animals in the surrounding area had trouble breathing for

him

exhaled, he did not exhale an ordinary transparent gaseous breath like normal humans did all