Chapter 214 (2/2)

An aura like this was an aberration fro thousands with one's own hands

Just as when two armies met, morale played an important role When h under a landslide If h it was not uncommon for a handful of soldiers to send a force of hundred fleeing for their lives It was just as i off in combat Someone like the Butcher could defeat his opponent before ever throwing a punch, easily besting soer than him

As the Butcher charged at Cloudhawk like a mad rhino not only did the wastelander fail to flinch, but the tyrannical cruelty that lay long dor angry red lines through his vision, bringing with it a surge of power Although the savagery he oozed could not compare to the Butchers, he was no less inspired to cause pain

Boom!

Two fists e and one small

Two blasts of round The resulting impact blasted back the mist in a ten meter diameter

Wind whipped past the blonde haired man, fierce as a teuy was capable of? The Butcher's strength did not come as a shock, he'd heard the name and knew the demonhunter's combat style relied on pure force But Cloudhaas a waif, hoas he able to suht have underestimated the wastelander, but after that display it was clear the kid was a worthy opponent

Cloudhawk could feel all the blood within hians [1] His whole arth had nearly doubled his power he couldn't take advantage of it

The men Frost had sent obviously had their own fortes

The big guy was difficult enough for Cloudhawk to deal with, but the one Cloudhaorried most about was the blonde haired ht the man out of the corner of his eye and saw that he hadn't ht at all

The Butcher was an eight year veteran deh his time on the field His combat experience rancamp Half a second of distraction was all the time he needed to capitalize on Cloudhawk's flaw

The Butcher whipped a leg through the air so fast it made the histle

Cloudhawk brought his ar He crashed through a tree thick as a ained his footing He kicked the shattered top half of the tree he'd flown throw, sending its thousand-pound bulk at the Butcher pointy-end first

A hideous grin spread across the large man's face His dark calloused fist reached out and met the trunk in midair Inch by the petrified tree trunk exploded into splinters as the wave of energy surged through it Stabbing bits of wound were thrown in all directions

Inwardly the blonde haired man had no choice but to admit his admiration

Both these men were de on one hell of a show It was a rare site to see such ih hysterically He was as strong as Mad Dog had been, and when he released all inhibitions he fought like an insane beast Reason was pushed to the rear and replaced with pure power and instinct As bloodlust consumed him he was less man and more weapon

As the Butcher prepared for another attack he found that Cloudhaas nowhere to be seen a the shower of splinters He squinted into thepast the horizon

“You can't run!”

The Butcher gave chase Cloudhawk's plan was simple; one-on-one he didn't fear anybody, but two on one weren't odds he liked The blonde one was definitely waiting for his chance while Cloudhaas busy with the Butcher, but he wasn't stupid enough to let that happen So he ran

The blonde man hesitated, and before he could follow the forest was suddenly filled with the screauns, spears and bone blades were leveled his way

The sound of their fight had been loud – too loud for the natives to miss

The blonde iving hi hi in, he wasn't nervous He just seemed annoyed

1 'Qi and blood racing through him' is the exact line, but I chose to remove the mention of qi since it isn't a western concept Suffice it to say that qi here is y, like an electric shock