Lahat ng Kabanata ng Hunters: The Prequel: Kabanata 611 - Kabanata 620

“Are you okay?” Keira asked her grandson. While she didn’t understand why Mane was so shaken by the news, she could feel that something was wrong. However, that feeling didn’t last for long; for the discomfort of the boy disappeared soon enough, and he flashed her a gentle smile.“I am fine Grandmother,” the title of the lady before him rolled so naturally off his tongue that Mane was actually a bit surprised by it. He didn’t think it would be so easy to accept the woman before him as his own. Yet it was. There was just something about her kindness filled aura that drew him in and kept him confined to her heart.“Good kid,” Keira chuckled gleefully. She gently tousled Mane’s hair like he was a child and not a man much bigger than her. Her wide grin was infectious, for Mane found himself bearing a mark much similar to it before he knew what was going on.“And what of me?” Komfo Anokye tried to crush the party with his comments. Mane took one look at his sly smile and mercilessly crush

“Hello Mane,” Matriarch Ruth gently smiled at Mane when he approached her. Her warm smile was a bit strange, for it reminded him of another. Her smile was so similar to his. Her smile was almost the same as Dan’s.“Hello Matriarch Ruth,” Mane pushed away the thoughts running through his head and gave a small bow to Matriarch Ruth. He may be capable of handling her now, but that was only by tapping into the Void. Besides, she had saved him so many times that Mane would never be able to show her any disrespect.“There is no need for such formality,” Matriarch Ruth smiled faintly and said. She could smell a great stench of blood and chaos around the boy. He reeked of the blood of many, and the scent he carried contained the emotions of many desperate races. Strangely enough however, his heart was still pure. There was a line the boy wasn’t going to cross and a path he was never willing to take. And that intrigued her.“I respectfully disagree Matriarch,” Mane shook her head defiantly and

The eyes of every Elder were focused on the missing arms of the two Flames of Waska. Rasa’s right sleeve was empty, suggesting that it was his right hand that had been taken away. Waska wore a sleeveless top, so his stump was the easiest to see. Although his left arm was present, his left forearm had been taken clean off. So the area beneath his elbow was a blank!Waska’s dominance with his left hand was renowned throughout the entire planet. Every major powerhouse of the three Great Races, and even the humans in the camp of the Black Dragon were aware of how dangerous the Mad Flame was with a weapon in his left hand. Warriors who were able to easily manipulate weapons with their left hands were much more admired than those whose dominance with their right was their greatest strength. For it was a rarity to come across a left-handed warrior. But because Waska rarely used his left hand, over time many noobs had come to regard the news of his ambidextrous gift as a rumor. The top warrio

Mane’s gaze was cold as he regarded every single person in the room. He didn’t know any of these people, yet he harbored no good intentions for them; for they had no good intentions for him either. They hadn’t met personally, but he had crossed paths with every single person here. When he fought Nasir and Chichi, as well as an entire squadron of Barbarian warriors, it was because of these old fogies; when he had to put his life on the line against a very impressive Camila, it was once again because of these old guys. Sasha came to his rescue because of these people here. In fact, Mane hadn’t forgotten the face of the one who had rendered him helpless when he appeared. Were it not for Sasha, he would have been brought to the Barbarian Tribe two years ago as a captive. And who knew the kind of torture they would have subjected him to? Mane w*s not a very forgiving boy. He w*s a fighter, but most importantly, he w* a hunter. He knew the danger of letting a dangerous prey go; for he w*s u

The Barbarian Ancestors were famous for their vagabond nature, and rarely would every single one of them be available. But there were things that could bring them all together. Any issue that was cause for rejoicing, any situation that could lead to war, and any disasters of mass destruction could force them to come together. Well, the latter had recently happened. A battle between two powerful beings had wrecked the world and forced every old codger hiding underground to resurface; and this included the Barbarian Ancestors.There were seven Barbarian Ancestors in total, and each of them had their own title.The first was the Barbarian Primogenitor. No one knew how old she was, only that she had been there since the inception of the Barbarian Race. She was the strongest Barbarian alive, and was rumored to be as strong as the Ancient Matriarch. As to whether or not that was really true, no one knew.The second most influential ancestor was the second – the Adviser. His influence howeve