As Mark and Bastian's battle raged on in the forest, Kenshin silently observed the battle. He had kept his word and had not interfered. His face was as stiff as always but he was quite impressed by the progress Bastian had made throughout the day.
A body that has awakened from such a powerful beast's bloodline is truly remarkable. Bastian's rate of improvement is truly astonishing.
At the beginning, Kenshin had no intention of helping Bastian improve himself but as time went on; Bastian's memories cemented themselves into Kenshin's mind. At first this was a bit tricky, due to the fact that Bastian's perspective was also included as well.
If Kenshin had been a weak minded person, he would have suffered from a mental disorder.
Overtime Kenshin realized that he liked Bastian's character. Things like the fact that he came from another world did not matter much to Kenshin. What mattered to him was Bastian's personality.
He is wise, and humble, intelligent yet empathetic. He is very amiable. He does have quite the sense of humor but he knows when to get serious. The only issue is his obsessive nature.
Kenshin would criticize Bastian's obsessive nature at first, only to realize later on that he himself was no different. To pursue the Dao, it required a resilient heart and mind. One had to train and meditate for hours, or possibly days on end, resulting in borderline obsession.
Kenshin had always been obsessed with swords since he was young. For as long as he could remember, a sword had always been in arm's reach for him, but that was only when it came to the matters of battle.
Bastian on the other hand was obsessive over anything he was curious over. From martial arts, to science, to the human mind, to games he dabbled in lots of things. To Bastian there was no such thing as a half measure. Everything he did, he did it to its fullest.
That aspect of Bastian was one Kenshin came to admire and also loathe at the same time. At that moment, Bastian was obsessed with being a mage. Thus he put all of his energy into being one. Kenshin knew Bastian's personality well enough to know that Bastian would forget the reason why he wanted to be a mage, if he was given enough time. Bastian, it seemed, would continue along that path for no reason at all.
Kenshin wanted to ignore that but he could not. The reason was simple. Bastian's potential as a warrior was far too great. Unlike Bastian, Kenshin knew what yuan was, and he knew what it could do. The fact that Bastian was only planning on using the mana aspect of it, was very irritating to Kenshin.
It was like someone who has multiple channels on TV, only to spend all his time watching one channel. Or like having Wi-Fi but only going on one website. Kenshin thought himself to be an apathetic person, and normally he was, but at that time, Bastian was effectively his brother.
The duo was connected at a fundamental level. Kenshin could not allow Bastian to continue down this path of foolishness. Kenshin had no intention of telling Bastian what he knew, as that would invite a lot of trouble, or too be more accurate it would result in many questions.
Kenshin had neither the patience nor the tolerance to deal with Bastian in such a situation. Kenshin wanted to keep any details about him private for that time and he despised talking. So he decided to come up with a plan, one which would ensure that Bastian brought out his full potential without Kenshin having to face a barrage of questions.
An incredibly powerful soul, a top grade bloodline, yuan, a mountain of knowledge that no one else in this world has, almost a month and you have not used any of these to their full potential!
This has to stop, and it will stop today, even if it means having to put your life on the line. Only from nearing the jaws of death will one's true potential awaken.
So far Kenshin's plan had gone somewhat smoothly, but two things had made him unhappy. First was Bastian himself. Bastian had no sense of death. Or rather it was more accurate to say he did not fear it. For battle, fear of death was an essential tool to help one improve at the beginning.
It made a person bring out their full potential. The instinct to survive was a primal instinct within every creature, thus it was only natural that Bastian should have it, yet after close observation, Kenshin realized that Bastian had no fear of death. He taking on the flaming arrow was a clear example of this.
Bastian was not the only one who benefited from the exchange of memories. Kenshin had benefitted as well. It was not just Bastian's knowledge as a scientist. To Kenshin, that knowledge was somewhat useless. From Kenshin's point of view, the real gem was Bastian's knowledge on micro expressions, the knowledge that had been imparted to Bastian by his father.
That knowledge allowed Kenshin to analyze and understand people. Bastian also knew quite a bit about psychology, behavioral mannerisms, reactions, emotions, things that Kenshin thought he knew but realized he did not.
Earths knowledge in the field of studying the human mind was incredible to Kenshin and extremely useful. Kenshin saw through his Soul Force. He saw the world in an omnidirectional and a three dimensional manner. So long as something was in range of his Soul Force, he could see everything about it in perfect detail.
If he so wished, Kenshin could count the hairs on the bodies of everyone present, although it would require a lot of focus. That ability, coupled with Bastian's knowledge on behavior was at that moment another powerful tool in Kenshin's hands.
The second thing that irritated Kenshin today was Mark. His strength was an unseen variable which put Bastian at risk, but Kenshin still did not interfere, mostly due to him holding his word in high regard, and also because he felt that Bastian could use this opportunity to learn just how fearsome a Teacher can be.
There was one thing Kenshin did not understand. That Bastian's soul should be constantly under siege from the ghost like creatures which induce fear. Even if Bastian was immune to the poison, he should be in a constant state of anxiety. It had taken Kenshin years of training to get used to it.
Yet Bastian had adjusted after a few moments, behaving as if nothing in the world was happening. In such situations the power of one's soul could have nothing to do with anything. So how had Bastian managed to adjust so quickly?
"Boom!"
As Kenshin was lost in his thoughts, a loud noise entered his ears stirring his mind back to reality. After Kenshin observed the situation he let out a gasp of surprise. Something he never does.
It seems this fight will end earlier than I thought it would.

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The streets of Yani City were abandoned for the city was under siege. The usual hustle and bustle of the markets, the shouting and cursing from the arena and the footsteps of civilians were now like ghosts of memories past. No one would have accepted that this was a previously active peak C-class city. Repeated attacks from previous years had taught them many a painful lesson, especially when it came to evacuation procedures. The entire city had been safely evacuated to a large underground bunker by the Dwight family members.As the de facto leaders of the city, they had the ability to mobilise all city resources under them. The troops provided by the Yorks made sure the civilians followed the orders and kept the peace while the Cole provided provisions. The large bunker was under the stewardship of the Oxlade family.At an intersection, in one of the richest districts in the city, an area considered just outside the Dwight family compound, stood a relaxed Guy, looking at the sky. He
Stay Frosty
Let's rewind time a bit to understand what was happening. All the bigshots of the Cole family and Shasha family had gathered together. Bastian had put together a plan, and they were getting told what to do."First is the southern wall. This will be the only defensive battle on our hands, so it makes sense to have most of our soldiers there. Vermaelen will take most of General Moto's soldiers and hold the wall for us. This job is probably the most simple yet most pivotal.The aquatic daemons will have to climb over the wall to have any chance, so all Vermaelen has to do is keep them away from the wall. If that's hard, then take care of them if they climb it."Vermalaen grunted in response. General Moto was uncomfortable handing her his troops, but he trusted Bastian so he nodded, giving his blessing."Both Sula and General Moto, select and take the most elite soldiers from both armies and make a second group. This group shall move in tandem with Tino
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Every ten or so years Yani City would accept a new batch of mercenaries within their city. The unsuspecting mercenaries usually came from far away lands, so they had no clue regarding the tragedies that would befall them from the horde. On the Sovereign Continent, wars were as numerous as the stars in the night sky.Plenty of cities and countries would rely on mercenaries to deal with the problems that plagued the, with Yani city being no exception. The difference between the weak and strong however became apparent at this point, with the strong cites having strong home grown armies.Onismo York stood above a pile of daemon corpses.These were some of the birds that had made it over the wall. Onismo had stationed his men just behind the west and north side of the wall just in case the mercenaries were overwhelmed.The man was adorned in armour from head to toe while his right hand held a large battle axe that was far bigger than what his body should be able
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Kitrid started breaking into a cold sweat, because Meera's point was quite valid. Best way to deal with a horde this size is to deal with the alpha. The problem was that in this case the alpha might be too strong for them to handle, so Kitrid was not sure how they were going to go about it."What is taking Tyson so long? The support he promised should be here by now" Kitrid was fighting on the east wall facing the south east direction from which the horde was coming from. Due to the fact that his troops faced the full brunt of the horde, the elder council had promised support. Tyson Cole represented the elders by giving his word that he would send reinforcement if they were in dire straits.At the moment they had lost thousands of men. Thousands more were injured and even more were to fall in battle if this were to continue. The birds in the sky and the beasts on the ground formed a perfect combination minimizing all the advantages Kitrid and his troops had. 
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Bastian sat in the Cole family garden. It was a charming botanical wonder full of flowers Bastian had never seen before and well trimmed trees and hedges in neat little rows. Soon the plan would be put into action, and Bastian's mind had been racing. Several gardeners were tending to the maize of stunning flora. His clothes were fine and comfortable, provided by Tyson Cole while Bastian had been living under his house to prepare for the ensuing battle that was to come. His hair was growing again, in fact he found it grew quite quickly, but Bastian had become accustomed to keeping it short.He had been taking walks in Tyson Cole's garden more frequently in the past few days, choosing to seclude himself in meditative isolation as much as he possibly could, and he knew why. Since the deafening roar – no, that was too recent – since he had woken up in a foreign body in this foreign land and trapped with this foreign soul inside him that claimed to have become a
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She regained her footing and prepared to fire again. The thunderbird was busy snapping at something. She realised it was one of her men that the alpha thunderbird must have snatched as it swept over the wall.A few more chomps and it swallowed, leaving a dismembered leg to fall limp to the ground. Meera conjured another bow and began firing arrow-lances like crazy. With amazing agility it dodged them all and returned for another bite.it was clear the alpha was faster and stronger than normal thunderbirds, but Meera kept firing. As it swept over the wall again it snatched up another soldier with its tremendous jaws and took another one in its talons. The soldier trapped in its talons was still alive and was struggling to get free. The alpha thunderbird simply squeezed and there was a crunching noise. The soldier stopped struggling. The talons released him and he fell limp all the way to the hard ground.The alpha thunderbird made another hundred and eighty degree
Casualties
He was one of Kit's commanders and had been charged to hold the eastern wall. Now as the behemoths came closer he found that all the thoughts that had plagued him earlier. All the uncertainty seemed to fade away. Now his mind was clear, except for one thought. It was of her. He imagined her waiting for him in the city after the battle, and held on tight to the memory. They were getting closer now. Large, herbivorous behemoths with three large horns arranged in a triangle; two on its head and one on at the tip of its snout. They shook the earth as they knocked down anything in their way. If they got through then the city would definitely fall.Suddenly something heavy came down on him. He hadn't expected it. It knocked his horse over, throwing him to the ground. it was the corpse of a thunderbird that had been slain in mid-air. As he fell he spun around and kicked the thunderbird into the path of an oncoming behemoth. The lumbering beast tripped on the corpse, resulting in a d
Battlefront
Yani city itself was situated on a large desert island. the island itself was about the size of a small country. The daemon horde usually came from the far south east region of the island where there was a vast jungle that had not yet been consumed by the desert. While the inhabitants of the city could leave whenever they wanted, the island happened to be rich in one thing: minerals, and lots of them. This is what had drawn humans to the island and forced them to stay. Now the city was thriving and it was too late to turn back.As Kit scanned the horizon all he could see was sand and trees until the point where the sky touched the ground. But there was no doubt about it, the horde was coming. He turned around on Valo, to face his men."Listen." He said, calmly. His voice was loud and clear, and as the archers on top of the walls were all cultivators he knew he didn't have to speak very loud for them to hear him. "Can you hear it?" as the wind faded into the backg
War
Kit took a deep breath. His heart was racing, but his mind was surprisingly clear. Maybe he just couldn't hear himself think against the blaring noise of the sirens of Yani city warning them all of what was coming, a constant reminder of the impending doom in Kit's ears.His uniform was new, or it may have been Kit had never seen actual battle, which did little to inspire his men's faith in him. He led a band of mercenaries that had been hired by the elders of the city about ten years earlier for this very purpose. It was less a band and more like a small army and for ten years they had known the horde was coming. They had talked about this day, trained for it, and waited for it for ten years. Now the day had arrived and the city expected to get its money's worth.It was obvious that the past ten years had been all talk for most of the mercenaries belonging to the avenging shield mercenary group. They wore light black leather uniform. Kit, their commander,
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