The Mighty Dragon Warrior

The humming sound was accompanied by the sounds of blades slicing through paper. A long thin gash appeared on the forest floor. They would have missed it if they hadn’t been paying attention.

In the face of such powerful, hostile energy, Jacob arched backwards, and in one movement, threw a punch out.

The forest trembled. The plate cracked in two and the sphere dispersed. Bamboo leaves disintegrated, and the ground was cracked.

The blade that Frost had been holding had shattered. The flesh of the arm holding onto it had crumpled into a distinguishable mass of skin and flesh. Frost collapsed onto the ground. His face twisted in pain.

A breeze blew past, and another leaf floated before Jacob.

He oh so casually caught it with his fingers again.

Flint was shocked that the C-rank assassin from the Hunter’s Association could not even withstand a punch. “Have mercy!” He pleaded.

Jacob glanced at him. His eyes shone with cold intent, and he raised his right hand.

bright green light flashed through the

“You…”

single word before collapsing onto the ground. In the short three years he had joined the association, he managed to rise to C-rank, but his journey came to an abrupt stop. His face was now eternally twisted into an expression

him too?” Flint was horrified. His eyes

his daughter’s head when he

smiled at her warmly before turning to Flint. His eyes were now like daggers, “One more word out of you, and

his mouth shut at his threat. After all, he had nothing to do with

Whimper…

out as it struggled to tug free from

tugged at her father’s sleeve. Her childlike voice called out, “Daddy, a

Let’s bring it to the vet.” Jacob smiled widely as he led his daughter towards

we can’t get

in front of an iron

arms. He glanced coldly

head. “Mr. Lynch, was it? I suggest that

and felt conflicted. “You are a powerful man. I am nowhere near you. You can take the deer with you, but the Hunter’s Association will not forgive you for killing Old