The moon shined gloriously in the dark sky with the cold wind. Kenki and Katsuki were heading home, followed by the unknown who wanted to come with them. They ran in the forest, stepping on the grass and running past countless trees every second while the wind blows gently at them.The wind was becoming fierce, as if the storm was about to come and blow them away. It was the middle of the night, and they were still far away from the east village. They were being cautious with their surroundings, as if something was wrong as they made their way back.Kenki felt a disturbance in the air, the same as the unknown who was with them. He noticed something weird in their surroundings as they ran past countless giant trees.Katsuki began speeding up, leading the way, not noticing strange things in the forest, the same as the sudden silence that occurred every minute that had passed. Suddenly, the unknown who was with them, tapped them both on the shoulder, stopping them from running. "What?"

The wind strangely blew at a surprising speed. To the south, hundreds of trees went flying around the front gate, slamming at the giant walls. Many swordsmen immediately vanished in the area, avoiding injuries and death. Mirishi Kutaki, the head of the village, was surprised to see himself inside the captain's building in an instant inside his office. As soon as he got a grip of himself, he immediately ran to the window to look out. As he realized that he was teleported, he saw a giant explosion where Yhuri and Six were. His face was filled with horror and shocked as the two other unknown heads came by his side to look and see the horrifying horror that they were currently witnessing. It was a giant explosion that they hadn't seen. It was bigger than their village realizing once that kind of explosion hit their village, all would be over. Suddenly, they felt the wind followed by a shockwave that broke the window glass in front of them. Considering that distance, their faces were fill

The unknown legend who's with Kuro was named Clark. He was older than Ryujiro and the other legends, in fact, he was second to the oldest member of the Legends nine hundred years ago that was still alive today. Even with him being one of the eldest, he did not became the leader.Clark, one of the Legends and the oldest member of it, was hiding something worst than they could imagine he has done. All they know he was hiding something and has kept it a secret for the time being because they have bigger problems than just bothering secrets.He also had made many mistakes of the past, but that did not stop him from reaching his goal and that is to be one of the greatest swordsman ever born. He also fulfilled his father's wish, to become a legend like them one day and he did. The only part he didn't like is when his leader, a normal human before he became a legend betrayed him. He was framed horribly for annihilating an entire village. He was told that he didn't spared a single kid in that

The General of the Fifth Army of the South was devastated. His daughter was in front of him, lifeless. He was heartbroken. Green roots were around her face as he held a blade in his right hand. His soldiers were cleaning up their surroundings as he, alone, could see the giant crater just outside the village.He remembered the memories he had with his little daughter as tears came pouring down from the corners of his eyes. He was confused as if he wanted to run endlessly. The noises were also making him feel weak and irritated as if he wanted to scream, snap, and explode. He couldn't accept the death of his daughter as many soldiers around him waited for his orders."This was done by one individual?" he whispered in disbelief. He was sweating and trembling as if all hope was lost. He saw giant portals outside the village begining to open making him kneel to the ground in despair, seeing gigantic wolves walking out of it.Yhuri, at the heart of the battlefield, stood like a stone. It wa