The Master of Uradan

There were fifteen beasts forming a semicircle in front of Rohan and his horse neighed at their appearance. He was braver than the karags before, but now he could see these monsters, these carnivores, Barakas slowly crouched down.

Their dark scales shone under the moonlight. They were standing proudly and savagely on their four legs, while their claws sunk under the soil and broke some rocks. Their yellowed vertical eyes stared at the group of preys waiting to be butcher, as their open mouths showed off their long fangs.

Even Rohan wanted to kowtow to those powerful beasts the moment he crossed their eyes, and forgot everything there was on the notebook. He had indeed overlooked a truth, and it was the same for Deidros and Daina.

Jared, the one who had written this book on his research, was a rank 2 Beginner Wizard, and he was far from being alone when he had hunted the dracass. He was with a fully equipped team composed of powerful warriors. Plus, he had only one beast to kill.

But there wasn't only one magical beast in front of the warrior, there were fifteen of them. One of them was seemingly stronger than the others, probably the alpha. Their height only reached the waist of the adults, but their powerful might was enough to make them as huge as mountains.

It was the first time Rohan had seen a magical beast, and he instantly knew that the black tiger he had encountered back then was just a stupid cat. A magical beast had a mana core inside its heart, and along with this one, it was continuously sending a flow of mana along with the blood.

And that was what Rohan felt as he saw these couple or so incredible creatures. They were exuding power, and he could even feel the mana circulating on their body. He didn't know if he could feel it because of his fifth meridian, his mana stone, or any other reason, but it was enough to scare him.

He gulped down. In his world, there was him, all alone, and these terrible overbearing monsters. Then screams filled his ears and woke him up. It was time for the clans to act, and to put into action their ridiculous plan.

The warriors charged toward the place the beasts were along with a few other fighters ready to fight. All the other one, with jelly legs, slowly backed down and waited for the best opportunity to flee.

Sadly, not all of them had the mind to bear such pressure. The beasts were only standing there, watching and mocking these puny humans, when some of the nomads couldn't help but run away.

They overlooked the initial plan, and without caring about any consequences, they urgently flew away.

This action only served to excite the dracasses.

Hell followed. The warriors ran at their maximum speed. But since they were all around the members before trying to know from where the beasts were coming, the scaly creatures were hardly intercepted. The few fighters weren't enough, and the beasts disappeared with a mighty speed.

The fifteen bloodthirsty monsters pounced on the targets like a wolf pack. Unfortunately, wolves would have been better. A beast dashed directly toward Rohan as this one leaped from his crouching horse. His heart skipped a beat as he shook his head. He was a strong rank 5 Beginner Warrior, he should fear nothing!

The dracass reached him in a few seconds, and Rohan waited until the last moment. But the beast was fast, way faster than he had thought. He only had the time to step away to dodge the claws of the beast splitting the void. Before he could hit the magical beast, this one made a sharp turn and pounced again on him with claws and fangs ready to strike.

He didn't have the time to look at what was happening around him, but what Rohan heard was enough. Death rattles and terrible screams sounded all around. The noise of the flesh being torn apart by the claws made chills run down Rohan's spine. The beasts kept roaring as they played with the humans dying under their strength.

All nomads were in panic. There were no plans anymore, and everyone simply fled in a random direction.

Rohan strengthened his grip over his blade. It wasn't the time to be foolish. Even if it was only a few months, he had seen every member of this clan. Hiding here and there was now meaningless.

Curiously, his mind eased. His body relaxed. A weight fell from his body. It was only now that he remembered that he had never used his full power. The full power of a rank 5 Beginner Warrior.

Under the dimness of the night, the black creature leaped from the shadows and appeared in front of Rohan. Faster, much faster than previously, Rohan stepped on the side. The strength flowing inside his body had nothing to be compared with the one of a normal human, and his constitution was far above anyone.

It was even above a normal Rank 5 Beginner Warrior. His body cracked with pleasure. His energized muscles moaned under his skin. Rohan wasn't restraining anything.

The might of a warrior wasn't his mana. It wasn't the huge consumption making him able to use a strong blow like Strengthened Blow or Charge. It was his body. His body, reinforced by the mana through the meridians, with the might of a god.

The rocks sank under the ground under the powerful stomp of Rohan. His speed was unimaginable. With a fierce glint, he chopped down with his weapon after dodging the beast still in midair.

The blade cleaved through the air in silver light.

The dracass couldn't evade in time, and it contorted its body to meet the blade with its paw. Sparks jumped all around as the sword slid against the sharp claws of the beast. Rohan was slightly faster and stronger, and he managed to cut a large gash on the paw before backing down.

The dracass whined and roared from pain and anger. It ignored the deep cut and blurred under the night, hiding in the shadows created by the moon covered by the clouds. Rohan concentrated on his surroundings.

There. He slashed to the right with a low angle. The beast appeared with its mouth full of fangs approaching dangerously. But the sword of the warrior was perfectly placed. The blade below its mouth and aimed viciously at the throat of the beast.

The dracass stretched its neck up and leaned to the side. The sharp edge of the blade met the scales of the beast as this one was beautifully accompanying the blade. The sword only scratched ultimately, leaving a long injury and blood flow down. Rohan had difficulties believing what he had just seen. This dodge was so perfect he couldn't believe it.

The words of this damn wizard couldn't be more false, and Rohan reaffirmed the strength of these dracasses. Even with his strength, he was sure to win one against one, but against a full pack? And against the alpha? He would be dead already.

He narrowed his eyes. He didn't have the time to reflect. He didn't dare to look away from this beast, but he knew that the clan was being slaughtered at this moment. He charged forward this time, taking the initiative.

The beast answered by charging forward with its claws stretched on the front. Rohan smiled. He suddenly stopped there and waited. At the last moment, letting all the strength of his body explode, he didn't dodge the sharp claws. He moved forward. He thrust with all his might his sword, aligning the tip on the heart of his mortal enemy.

The beast was too fast, too fast for its own good. It couldn't change the direction and tried to hit the human standing there. But the range of a long sword wasn't to be trifled with. The sharp tip, along with the mighty strength wielding it, pierced through the air and reached the paw of the beast.

Like the notebook had said, the scale of the beast made the slashing attack earlier miss the vital spot. But not this attack. It entered through the scales as if it was nothing and continued its way, exiting from the other side of the clawed paw.

The speed of the beast was still there, and along with the great acceleration of the warrior, the sword fully entered the body of the beast. The front leg was thus nailed against his throat and the beast collided with the body of Rohan.

The shock sent them both on the ground and they rolled a meter or two before a random object stopped them. Rohan was lying on his back with the dracass on him, lifeless.

The first beast of this pack was dead.