2022-06-28 19:04:00"I almost killed your daughter in front of your own eyes in front of a cheering public yet you let that got. Spare me the nonsensical excuses Mr. Tyson. I may be eccentric but I am not a fool. Your hypothetical words have irritated me, so when you speak next tread carefully."
It would not be a lie to say that Bastian was unaccustomed to threatening someone. However he would not shirk away from it of need be. And right now it was one of those times. A few moments ago he looked quite the fool, stuffing his face like a pig on death's row. And even earlier he was like a war god, bathed in an incredible energy and aura. Now he was back to his serious face, making everyone on Tyson's side swallow their spit.
Tyson always believed that he was not an emotional man, to him this was a negotiation, nothing more nothing less, and as far as he was concerned there was no need to cave in, despite Bastian's seemingly frightening identity.
After calming himself, Tyson's train of thought changed somewhat as he started to truly realize the situation.
Regardless of who he is, he is in my house in my city. This negotiation is on my terms. I will not allow myself to go along with his rhythm.
Sula knew her brother better than anyone else. So long as it has a wisp of resembling a business, her brother would lose himself in his so called 'logic'. She knew this was far from caving in. Both she and Vermalaen knew what was at stake, but they also had a reason to be confident.
Our backing is not light either.
This thought was within the minds of all the Cole family members. They were intimidated by Bastian, but they were also confident in their backer. Not to mention that underneath their house was...
"Sir Tempest, it does not matter what you say. This is my house," Tyson crossed his arms across his chest." And in my house people follow my rules." Tyson put an emphasis on the word 'my' twice, much to the chagrin of those with Bastian. Especially V, she knew that Tyson was on a level that was far from being weak, but in this situation she felt as if she had no choice. She started to slowly move the qi in her body and decided to kill him on the spot. As long as he was dead she believed they had a chance of escaping. Although Lang and Ben were weak, they still had Kenshin on their side. If V was not able to tell that he was powerful she would be putting the Inkume name to shame.
When she was about to move Bastian placed his arm on her lap and squeezed it.
This...how did he know?
Bastian looked at her and winked. V's face did not change but she was still surprised. She knew Bastian well enough to know that he wouldn't be so confident unless he had a plan. He was very good at reading other people but he wasn't that much of a good liar. At least not this good if he was lying.
"Mr. Cole, you think I don't know about what you are hiding beneath your home?" Bastian leaned on the table and placed his chin on his hands.
"Why Sir Tempest, I have no idea what you mean." replied Tyson with a calm demeanor. Bastian applauded the man in his head for his composure. He did not even flinch when Bastian revealed one of his trump cards. Sula and Vermalaen were not as strong willed as Tyson but still didn't do a bad job. If it was a normal person they would have been convinced that they were indeed wrong. Unfortunately, the two young women were in front of Bastian Smith. Their facial façades might as well be transparent glass in front of his eyes. Gareth's expression was blank and so was the young lady. It was clear that they were not in on it.
"You must be wondering how I know, you must have done an impressive job keeping a tight lid on this Mr. Cole, yet the lid just wasn't tight enough. It's a shame really."
"Sir Tempest like I said I am not aware of what you are referring to." Tyson was still feigning ignorance. His face was as calm as a pond's surface, but his heart was in turmoil.
Impossible, impossible, impossible, impossible, impossible! How? Just how did he learn about this? I made sure even Gareth and my own daughter were not aware! Could it be that I have a spy?
"You must be thinking that you have a spy, which would be the logical conclusion one would come up with, and indeed you do, but that is not what we are here to discuss. If you do not accept my terms I'm afraid I will have to let the rest of the city learn of your endeavors."
"And how exactly will you do this?" This time it was Sula who spoke. Tyson shook his head as he wanted to keep feigning ignorance, but he, just like his sister, could not ignore the matter of a spy being so close to them. "You are in our house." The moment Sula spoke, she snapped her fingers and a group of elite knights surrounded the room with their swords drawn. "These men are but a speck compared to our true power, just how do you intend to leave this house alive after making such a grand exclamation?"
"Lady Sula, when I said I would reveal what you have hidden underground, you seem to have misunderstood me. What I was referring to was not through words. It was through action." Bastian stood up himself and snapped his fingers, yet nothing occurred.
"Hoh? And what action might that be?" said Sula with a look of disdain on her face.
Bastian put on a savage grin the moment he heard her speak. "Well, let's just say it's going to get a little windy in this room, or shall I say this entire compound?"
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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
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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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Salvation
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
Family Bonds
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
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