The Master of Uradan

The group of hunters was rushing inside the dense forest. The luxuriant foliage was bushier here. The sun struggled to pierce through the rampart made off the tall trees trying to reach the sky.

At the rear, Rohan was struggling to follow them. His ears and eyes concentrated on his surroundings and the path in front, he leaped forward, jumped here and there, reached all the area without any leaves or twigs.

He was faster than everyone, he was also more agile, had better reflexes, and had the best control over his body. But even so, he was the last one, still trying to catch up.

He wasn't even paying attention to the other hunters, only at the disturbances he was making in every move.

He was following them to know how to hunt, and he decided to put all his energy into it. What he didn't know was that Daina was moving with a baffled expression. She seldom heard his steps!

Running inside a forest was an art requiring years to be learned. Each part of a forest was always different, some were moist, some dry. Other areas were full of leaves while others were full of twigs. Thus, there was an obligation to modify the pace depending on the location.

But all of that was taking years to learn, and at best she could only make all her steps muffled. And here he was, a young warrior running behind while she didn't hear anything.

At a moment she had even believed that the warrior named Rohan wasn't following them anymore and that he was lost somewhere behind.

But when she had looked back to verify her suspicion, she was utterly shocked beyond words. His movements were simply prodigious. He jumped to his left to land with only the tip of his left boot on a minuscule area, and without even posing the foot on the ground, he was already in the air, reaching another impossible safe area.

Each time he was landing, he contracted all his muscles. The leather armor on him, the spear on his back that Daidras had given to him, his sword on his hip. Nothing moved, as if trapped in a supernatural stillness. The woman had never seen such a thing in her life.

It wasn't only the control over the body or the precision of the movements, it was something else that made her mind spin on itself. And she didn't even know what it was. She shook her head to continue his way, that wasn't her problem anyway.

They continued to travel, at the research of a target, when suddenly the one at the front made them stop. There. He crouched on himself and called everyone to approach.

As Rohan was nearing the group looking at the same spot, Rohan stretched his neck curiously. All he could see was the soil, some leaves, a few roots showing off their bodies, and some insects walking there.

"You see that?" Daina pointed her finger at a small mark on the ground.

One of the younger members, the same one with the scar, sighed loudly.

"Seriously, are we here to nurse a child? We're wasting time!"

Some laughed while the other ones smiled. Rohan, he, saw himself unsheathed his sword and cut his arm. Taking out his spear and thrust it toward the crotch of the man. Making him eat the ground with a Strengthened Blow.

Everything was fine. He felt his blood heat under the repressed rage he felt. But he restrained himself. Everything was fine.

"So this is a footprint?" He didn't even look at the man, and instead focused on the barely visible mark on the ground.

"Yes, it is. From the freshness of the soil, we can deduce that this beast was here not long ago." Daina explained all she knew about it. Since she had offered to teach this man, then she will do it.

The man, named Guros, was now playing with his knife. He was exaggerating his moves while playing with the nerves of the young warrior trying to keep himself in check.

"It's good now? Can we go? It's gonna be the night if we cont…"

"If I hear you utter one more word, I'll cut off your tongue." Rohan fixed his gaze on the boy.

He couldn't anymore. Was he stupid? He could crush him right there and no one would be able to do anything. He felt his heart shaking under the rage, but he was doing everything to refrain from it.

What had occurred back at the party with the foolish girls was still on his mind. He didn't want to enter another time into this state.

Guros must have seen that Rohan would indeed do it, as his face turned pale. Then for an unknown reason, a smile bloomed on his face.

"Sorry what? What did you say? If you touch any of us, the warrior Garrold will have to cut off your neck. Then come, what are you waiting for, eh? You think you're powerful since you're a mighty warrior? Hahaha, what a stupid guy, truly from the other side!"

The rage that was making Rohan's blood boil disappear in an instant. All his frustration faded away, alongside any emotions he got.

He had the impression to distinguish small red dots appearing here and there, but he discarded it.

All he felt was calmness. There was him, standing in front of seven persons crouching to look at the soil.

He was slightly bent. It was to look at what Daina was showing him. This one was in front of him, in the middle of the group. The other woman was on the left, and near her was the leader of the group. Other than them, there were four men, all crouching.

Rohan was currently thinking, calculating.

In less than a second, he could unsheathe his weapon, and sweep it from the left to the right. Before they could even understand what was happening, Rohan was sure that he could kill the seven people in front of him with a single move.

All the seven heads would fall to the ground at the same time.

The seven bodies would follow suit, and the blood would flow like a river.

But what after that? Finding a culprit? Impossible, apart from him, who could kill them? Plus, the clan wouldn't believe him.

Flee? Then the clan will know it is him, and if they passed the word to the other clans, it could reach powerful ears. That wouldn't be the best result since the four clans ruling the foot of the mountain seemed to be powerful. In the end, he still needed to go to Kolmos mountain.

Kill all the clan's members? Then he should have planned it correctly, as he couldn't let a single one of them escape.

"Rohan?" No one could hear it, but there was a slight nervosity in the voice of Daina. She didn't know why, but she wanted to get out of here right now.

Rohan snapped back into reality.. He lowered his gaze and looked at the girl for a second. Was he really planning to coldly kill a few hundred people right now?