Chapter 95 The Great Hunt 16 (1/2)

*Bang*

*Clang*

”Ssstop!” The leader of the Florans loudly shouted as he stopped firing his weapon.

Once she stop hearing the gunshots, Nuru lowered her spear. She lifted her eyebrow and glanced at the 3 Florans that were left standing. ”What'sss it? Tired already?” Nuru asked with a small grin on her mouth.

The leader's expression turned ugly for a split second before turning back to normal. ”You got ssstronger...” He commented with a darkened face.

”I never ssstopped practicing, of courssse I would get ssstronger sssomehow.” She said with a casual smile. ”Different from you who ssspent your time making ssstrategiesss and thinking of every possible ssscenario that could happen. Planning isss good, don't get me wrong, but overdoing it... isn't the wisssest choice. We are Floransss in the end of the day. We are warriorsss.”

”I disagree.” He said with certainty and a stern voice. ”I believe that we can be better. While it'sss true that Greenfingersss are better than warriorsss in such assspectsss, I refussse to let my destiny be fixed from the day of my birth. Whatever I become a warrior or sssomething elssse, it's up to me, and me alone. That's in what I believe. I don't follow the teachings of our ancestorsss, I won't go around looking for the so called 'Warrior'sss Path' and whatever laysss in the end of it. I'm more realissstic. I forge my own future, my own dessstiny.”

Nuru's eyes shone with a mysterious light after she heard what the young Floran in front of her said.

This speech...it reminded her of someone she know. A certain person, her rival.

[Peri...] The name appeared on top of her mind.

Peri also disliked the idea of her future being fixed from the day of her birth.

Of course Peri was a lot more determined in finding her path than the male Floran in front of Nuru. Peri left her tribe a lot sooner than most young Florans would be allowed.

To reach the end of the Warrior's Path, the dream of every Floran.

Unfortunately, the teachings of how to actually reach the end of the so called Warrior's Path was lost in the war of Florans against Hylotl, a long, long time ago.

The teachings date back to a very ancient era, when the Florans believed in a single deity, a deity they called Pan.

Pan, the God they once believed, had left with the Floran ancestors a few items before he suddenly disappeared.

A sphere that wield great power, and a single book with the teachings that enabled Florans to achieve great power.

The book was then called, The Warrior's Path mainly because of the strength it gave to Florans which helped them a lot in the war against the Hylotl.

But the knowledge about the Warrior's Path was lost forever after the book mysteriously disappeared in the war.

As the years went by, the meaning of the expression, Warrior's Path, changed.

Now the Warrior's Path was nothing more than another word to describe destiny, for the Floran warriors.

Those who seek Warrior's Path want nothing more than fullfil the destiny they think was premade by a higher being for them.

”You have grown up, Oktar...” Nuru whispered to herself with her hear lowered before she lifted once again and looked at the Floran leader. ”I sssee your point...I also believe that we, Floransss, can be better, not just mindless, bloodthirsty savagesss...” Nuru faintly said while readied her spear once again. ”...but this isn't the time to discuss such thoughts. You are going to be defeated right here, right now. I don't really care about the game or prize for winning. I only fight to win. The victory is the proof of my sssuperiority in strength, witsss and ssstrategy over my foe. I aim to become the best Floran warrior, and also the bessst in the universsse. Losing is not an option.”

As soon as she finished speaking she bent her knee, and placed one hand on front of the other while both hands were grasping in the spear. Her expression became stern and her eyes sharpened as they glowed with fighting spirit.

Oktar stared at Nuru for a few seconds before sadly sighting and reading reloading the weapon in his hands.

He knew it was impossible for him and his last two allies to win against a powerful fighter such as Nuru without a careful pre-planning, more people, and more powerful weapons.

But he couldn't just give up. He was a warrior Floran.