Jim went to sleep while Wilson took first watch. He was half filled with the hope that they were going in the right direction, although he could imagine Jim and him going in the same direction without an end to it. The feeling that came with one knowing one was lost was in many ways a terrible feeling. Thankfully, he now has a companion. He looked at the slightly snoring Jim. This was the first 'not so bad' person he had come across in a long while. Wilson sighed as he remembered all the people he had come across in the past unknown number of months and he wondered what had become of them. The scary Old cane lady, aka, Grand Elder and the other elders that wanted him dead because their brainwashing technique had gone wrong somewhere; Ruthless, who Wilson hoped was dead for the good of all of humanity but knew was most probably still alive. After all, even Wilson survived the 'interrupted space jump'; the bald old man, that betrayal bastard, that Wilson accidentally hit and also hoped
Shorty arrived, leaping and slashing down with his gigantic blade at Wilson. He was going for a one hit KO but Wilson was not a wooden training dummy. He would not just stand there and let himself get cleaved into two. He dodged two steps to the right and tried to swing his hand but Shorty was faster. Even though Shorty had missed Wilson. He, without delay ignored him for the time being and went for the wind ability user who was conjuring his fifth wind blade barely three steps away from the range of his blade.Shorty roared and swung horizontally. Quickly, Jim jumped back and at the same time, sent the five, no, four and a half wind blades at Shorty. It was barely a threat for Shorty who deftly dodged the initial near-misses, causing them to continue on towards Wilson. The angle at which the wind blades moved made it seem as if they had been thrown at Wilson instead. Like Wilson was the actual target. He dodged the blades by simply running to the side to avoid their reach. Shorty ra
Jim's snores soon became audible while the injured Wilson was already unconscious. Shorty looked at the sleeping duo in disgust. These two were too careless. Especially the wind ability user. Did they think that a stupid cage formed from a small paper card was enough to hold him down? These idiots just made his plan five times easier. The strong one was badly poisoned and was currently unconscious. Although he was no more in danger, with the risk of death looming over his head now gone, he was still too weak such that his vigilance would definitely be at an all time low and anyone or anything could easily get rid of him.And as for the one who caged Shorty with a talisman, Shorty intended to dose him, tie him up and make him open the space bag in his possession.'I will make him open and give up everything in that bag. Then, I will decide if I want to kill him slowly or quickly. Perhaps, I will make my decision based on his response to my orders. If he is slow, I will make his death s
When Wilson woke, the sun was not yet up and Jim was sleeping flat on his face with his butt raised up to the sky in a funny manner. He was even snoring. Wilson shook his head and sat up, only to see the cage with a certain someone also sleeping in an awkward manner. Shorty stood on one leg with the other leg pushing against a cage bar. His back rested on the opposite bar and his head slanted to rest on a nearby bar. It looked somewhat uncomfortable yet he made it look like a nice sleeping position.What's more, he was also snoring and when Wilson listened closely, he realized both snoring men made two distinct sounds that blended together in a certain rhythm.Shorty was snoring grandly and deeply while Jim's had a slightly lighter pitch with a small wheezing sound at the end that sounded like a whistle.Wilson looked at his bandaged hand and sighed. As much as he loved fights, he hated the fights he had been getting into. What was the point if he was always at a disadvantage and was
It was not until the third day that both wanderers saw a broken tar road which, surprisingly was not affected by the snow."The broken tar road!" Jim exclaimed in excitement when he saw the road from afar and ran towards it. His fatigue gone from excitement."What is that?" Wilson asked as he ran after Jim to take a closer look at the road."The broken tar road. History has it that a man from Tiger City had built it decades back, because he would usually get lost when travelling through the plains. So, he built it with lines and directions pointing at both ends. They say if we look closely at it, somewhere on the road is a pointer that will show us which direction Tiger City is, as well as the approximate distance." Jim explained as he ran down the road."Ah, found it! Oh, just follow the road? Wilson, we just have to follow the road." Jim yelled excitedly, waving at Wilson to follow him.And together, both of them ran along the famous broken tar road.***********Three hours later, t
The next day, all of them; Jim, Wilson, the old man and his family, all set out. They continued on their way to Tiger city. Wilson and Jim were invited by the old man to join them in the carriage."Get off for now!" He whispered to his grandson as the space in the carriage could already not accommodate five people. Six would be an inconvenience, so he chose his own grandson to walk alongside the carriage and suffer from the falling snow. "The pattern is very obvious this year. Snow falls during the day and stops just before nighttime." The old man spoke as the carriage was being pulled by the weird looking beast. He continued, "Last year, it only snowed at night and the year before, it snowed all the time, albeit not as much as this."Wilson nodded. He was not even surprised anymore. This wide and wild piece if land was basically a mystery not only to him but even to those who have been studying it for decades.No one could understand anything about it.*************Back at the pla
"You are not from these parts, are you?" The man with the multicolored hair asked."No." Wilson answered."Are you a registered hunter?""No.""Do you intend to become one?""I don't know.""Do you intend to join us for this fight?" The angry twin asked. His face was still contorted in a deep scowl but his voice sounded less angry, making others realise that that was probably just how he looked."Yes." Wilson answered."What is your name?" He asked again."Wilson." Wilson answered.All the hunters scrutinized him with their eyes."Okay then! One-eyed beasts are a large family of different types and species of animals with one eye each. They emit foul smell from their bodies and are able to see various kind of energies with their singular eyes. Some can see infrared lights, which is basically heat signatures, some could see the energy level of others and some of them, according to the great Jerry Chan, can even determine and share one's weak points with others by the various colors the
"We have less than twenty minutes left. Get ready." Joel said while John gave Wilson a pair of silver gauntlets and basic upper body leather armor, which he put on immediately. He simply pulled off his weather-worn shirt and wore the long sleeved leather shirt. It did not look like an armor at all."Damn. Dude is more ripped than you." Lee said, looking at muscular, grey haired Kong. Kong looked away, choosing to act as if he heard and saw nothing.John looked at Wilson and nodded. It was just as he thought. He and Wilson were using the exact same size. He looked at Wilson's shoes and immediately shook his head. Seems like escaping from a Snow Tiger really smokes one's shoes. He could not help but wonder how the shoes were still even able to cover his feet. Shouldn't they have fallen apart?He activated his space ring and brought out a pair of knee high shoes whose colors made it look like they were made of heavy metal. He extended the shoes to Wilson."Here, take this!"Wilson looked