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The creatures didn't wasted their time, the horse with the knight ran towards Lienne in no time, Lienne was also not the one to leave, she used her last trump card, Amaterasu's flames. Amaterasu was the goddess of the sun in Japanese mythology. One of the major deities (kami) of Shinto, she was also portrayed in Japan's earliest literary texts and considered to be one of the "Three Precious Children", the three most important offspring of the creator god Izanagi.

Why was he seeing two extra? The said extra, were standing there with their heads bowed. One was quite tall and lean with dark brown hair neatly packed into a high ponytail. He was dressed in simple clothing, giving him a sunny aura. There was a face mask on his face so Ryu couldn't recognise him. The other was sitting on a wheel chair. He had ash blonde hair and cute features. Ryu recognised him as the oldest son of the Yamaguchi family. Yamaguchi Kento.

I knew exactly what he was going to tell me, yet, I wanted him to do so because earlier he had underestimated Ashina. “Ashina is no ordinary wolf… Her fur was of a radiant mix of midnight black and shimmering silver… She had icy blue eyes… I’ve never seen any she-wolf like this !” I thought back to the days when Ashina was just a child, a time when she had been my absolute favourite. From the very beginning, there was something about her that stood out—an unshakable determination that set her apart from the others. Even at a young age, she carried herself with an air of confidence and resilience that few possessed. Her bravery had always amazed me, and her spirit never failed to leave a last

The other soldier continued and handed Amura a piece of wood that was red with blood. While Amura was looking at the wood, suddenly 2 people came into the tent casually. "Yosha, what's going on?" Yusagi the shield hero waved and walked over to Amura. "Shit! Turns out there's only forest around here, are you sure this continent is inhabited?" Kawa the arc hero cursed then sat down and crossed his legs haughtily. "You guys look at this!" Amura gave the wood to the two heroes. "What's this!?" Yusagi looked at the wood carefully.

The commander shouted and the hoplites run after us, some of them are even riding chariots. "That reminds me of Pokemon! Gotta catch them all!" Jiroo sings a song while running and Liam laughs loudly at his friend's silly antics. "I'm Picachu but I will never let them catch me with their pokemon ball!" Jiroo said as he crouched down when one of the hoplites riding a chariot tried to grab his shirt. "Shit! This dress is getting on my way!" He hissed and ripped off the hem of his chiton up until above his knee.

It was a yellow mushroom, beautiful but for the red spot that caressed the body. Uche dropped it immediately and held his ears as the words of the creature began to chime in his head. He turned back to the door, hoping to find solace in their abode, but to his dismay, the door was gone. The drizzle had also stopped and the mushrooms were beginning to fade. "No, no, no!!!!" Uche screamed and sat up. "My Lord, are you alright?" It's just a dream. Uche breathed out when he saw the dazzling eyes of Sachi. She hadn't turned out the torchlight and was dressed in her ceremonial uniform.

“You won't like it when I'm lonely. I pick a fight with Hikari’s best swordsman, Yushi that little pest.” “Yushi?” “Oh you will come across him one of these days when we get closer to Hikari.” After getting enough of the fairy, they exited the party scene. Like how they went there, Mizuko’s hand were tightly holding Kenshi’s. Him holding her hand somehow makes her feel secure. Then out of nowhere, some thing jumped in front of them. It has a body like a gorilla but head like a dinosaur. Mizuko wanted to run but her hand was in Kenshi and all she could do is breath heavily.

Cadma's point of view - "I love you, what is the big deal about a mate anyway? I bet the Gods and Goddesses put our names are in a Male jar and a Female, which the Gods pull the names out of. I can see a God say Look this name is Jack and that name is Jill. They are perfect together!" I watched Ashina break down in laughter at what I had said. She always thinks I am joking; I am not joking. I know how spunky she is, determined and stubborn. When she is stern her eyebrows knit together and then she is like a volcano boiling over. Akira laughs at my jokes; I mean really my jokes aren't the least bit funny.

Grandmother’s stone body stepped out of the canal. Water streamed from her dark crown. Shigure looked past me. She happened. Grandmother opened her hand. A black spear formed. She threw it. Shigure pushed me down. The spear passed over us and struck Harun’s chest. The beast roared. Its lanterns shattered. Darkness poured from beneath its scales. Shigure ran to it. Stay with me. Harun snapped weakly at his arm. Yes, I know. Shigure pressed his bloody palm against the creature’s wound. Silver symbols spread across its scales.

The Ashura was a humanoid magical beast with three heads and six arms. The Three forms of the Ashura, as a rank 4 technique, could inherently improve the martial art of a cultivator multiplying her attacks till they reached the number of arms of the Ashura. Each form, on the other hand, had more amazing effects. The First form could increase the number of attacks by a large amount, creating material after-images through the "Breath" of the cultivator. However, fighting in that way comported a heavy burden on the cultivator's mind.