The wind whistled as the sword sliced through the air, on impact the air roared like thunder. It was as if time froze, everyone was shocked into silenced.

Only the thud of the dead body could be heard, his head rolling to the side with the same incredulous expression on his face, mouth open in shock, eyes widened in disbelief.

He was dead.

Ryn camly sheated his sword that didn't have not even a speck of blood and gave his full attention to the man standing on the platform. The man no longer had his usual arrogance. His stood there frozen in fear and astonishment.

“That sword...how fast! How skillful!” a man shouted from the crowd.

Only someone who had practiced his skills to perfection would be able to carry out such percise attacks. A level of mastery many could only wish to achieve. His sword looked like an agile shadow that evdaded the sight of the crowd.

Quick and ruthless.

But what was even more shocking was the sword itself was not what beheaded the boy. It was only the blade light and tail winds that form from the force of the sword.

Such otherworldly power!

Not to mention Ryn's amazing control. The amount of power evicted from that sword could collapse a mountain much less the measly buildings behind the platform, yet not even a single scratch touched the buildings walls.
Truly remarkable!

Everyone eyes shifted to the lonely figure standing on the platform straight as a spear, calm and collected with a bone chilling killing intent emitting from his body. They gulped unconsciously.

What is this terrifying existence ? A boy no older than 15?

No! It's a complete monster!

© WarningKoala