It was one thing to predict, on paper, after having analyzed historical data.
And it was entirely another to experience that prediction in the flesh.
For none of them were ready.
None of them were ready for the unhampered and unhindered bloodlust of a Martial Senior.
Even Rui shuddered as he gritted his teeth. His mental fortitude among them was probably the greatest, but even he was not mentally prepared for the avalanche of pressure that washed through them all.
It felt like a bomb had gone off on the island. The fauna in the forest broke into a frenzy as the creatures, regardless of their status in the food chain, ran away from that section of the forest as their lives depended on it.
Of course, they did.
"Don't retreat," Rui managed to squeeze out when he noticed the Longranger Martial Squire instinctively backing away, nearly making for a run. "Have faith in your senior!"
They barely heeded his words.
Rui was the only one who maintained a fierce expression.
