The voice sounded and felt like it descended from the heavens, a commanding tone indeed.
Even Lucas' men could not stifle their shiver.
"Who goes there!" one of them yelled, all of them equipped their weapons immediately.
The leaves rustled in the wind, some broke free from their branches and floated blissfully onto the ground, the man behind the voice appeared, and he slowly walked out of the Feather Forest.
His body was lean, his hair flowing freely, an icy yet calm demeanor surrounded him.
Zeke had arrived.
"You!"
"You're still alive?!"
Everyone was up in arms as they saw Zeke.
They looked like they had just seen a ghost.
Lucas however, brightly smiled, "Wow! Just, wow! I never thought I'd see your face again! I'm sure I'll be well rewarded once I bring you home!" he called out.
"Zeke my boy, why don't you start begging, maybe I'll even cut you some slack!" Lucas stared at Zeke the same way he stared at Liam, as though the other was a bug.
"Master, please, go! Return to the Forest!"
Liam yelled at Zeke.
Although Zeke's appearance gave him some fleeting hope, Liam did not think Zeke could take them all at once.
"Go back? Do you think you can go back? Wow, wow, wow. All we did was chase after a lost dog, who knew we would find the master at the end of it all! No... I don't think so, I don't think you're going back in there," Lucas said coldly albeit playfully.
He waved his hands, and immediately, some of his men surrounded Zeke with no good intent.
"Are you okay, Liam?" Zeke asked calmly, he disregarded Lucas and his men.
Zeke felt relieved to see his associate, appreciative, and even satisfied.
Zeke realized that Liam was not so bad after all.
"Master... I.."
Liam called out, but before he could finish his sentence, Lucas silenced him with his power.
"That's okay, you're fine. I am very satisfied with you, Liam. You will not regret following me, in fact, I will be sure to reward you rightly. Following me was the best decision you've made all your life!" Zeke replied as he smiled.
"Hahaha... Zeke, my boy, has your head been rattled? Following you was the best thing he's done? Man, you're killer, your jokes are killer!" Lucas taunted.
"Come now, come, come and beg. Do you want Master Lucas to dismember you limb by limb?" jeered a man behind Zeke.
At the same time, an energy blast in the shape of a palm came at Zeke from the back.
Its source was judged to be a Strength of a level six fighter.
Were this to contact Zeke's back, he would be heavily injured.
Zeke puffed; his body stiffened.
His energies quickly solidified.
This bout of energy was strong, apocalyptically so, and was able to crush all.
'What? Is this... Focus of the Sword?' Lucas thought, being a swordsman himself, he could clearly see Zeke using the Focus, something he could not achieve.
He had trained for about 10 years himself, and yet, he could not even conjure an ounce of it, but Zeke the runt could? Lucas stared at Zeke, eyes widened, unbelieving that Zeke the b* stard was capable of such power.
That was Focus of the Sword!
Never once has Lucas imagined Zeke to be this way.
Suddenly, the man who had tried to do a sneak attack onto Zeke spat out a great splatter of blood before he dropped to the ground.
Not only did that man fall, but all those that surrounded Zeke suffered the same fate, their faces frozen in shock, and in fear.