Using The Primal Energy. Where Peace Was No More

'These people,' Aizu painfully got up and complained clenching her teeth.

She was flung backward by the shockwaves and suffered injuries, but she was fine, and look at the two.

She clearly remembered the confrontation and numbly looked at White's injured figure with racing thoughts. When she met him yesterday, she only saw an opportunity and followed him thinking he was skillful.

But on the way, she realizes that the person is just more than that and is very mysterious. From there she changes the way she views him, and starts to earn his trust.

But now, this person really scared her to the point she wished to abandon everything and go her own way, but that move wouldn't benefit a person of her status, so, no matter how uncertain she was, Aizu had decided that she would help him to the end and earn his trust.

A person such as him was difficult to encounter!

Seeing the golden-haired girl was injured she immediately went to his side to help White as he suffered the worst in the clash. 

Frez was also freaking out from the distance but unlike Aizu, he couldn't carelessly approach his sister; she had also already warned him with a 'look' just now.

''I'm an ordinary person from Desolate Plane' your mother!' Frez cursed silently in his mind.

…

"White, how are you?" Aizu asks supporting him. Her hands were stained with his blood.

"Healing..." replied White staring at the front.

The golden-haired had also already stood up unsteadily and stood without any care of her injuries with a smile yet not a smile. She seemed to be waiting for him!

White had been vigilant before but now he grew somehow relaxed knowing his opponent's intention.

But Aizu was as tense as ever, she tightly held on to her sword, and as soon the golden-haired girl moved she was prepared to do something.

The golden-haired girl slightly raised her lips saying, "Do you want to continue, white-haired swordsman?"

Unlike White, she seems fine apart from her bleeding wounds, and her beautiful attire, which seems to be some kind of armor is also completely fine on the outside. But the blood from the side of her head, tainting some of her beautiful golden hair said otherwise.

"We should stop here for now, I'll listen to your suggestion after my body is healed." 

Her golden-colored eyebrows raised slightly as some drop of blood dripped from her forehead and she nodded,

"Fine, and I'll take 15 of the prime seeds, you can take the rest." 

Saying the words that made Frez blink in disbelief, she found a place to sheat down and took some healing liquids.

"What's this about? What happened White?" Aizu was confused by the turns of events. Just now the environment was so tense to the point she felt she was stepping on pins on the ground. And suddenly it was diffused by exchanging some casual words?!

White didn't respond and sat somewhere nearby to let the healing liquids do their work.

Aizu and Frez looked at each other from a distance; confused by the turn of events.

Sitting in the meditative pose and closing his eyes, he sensed the injuries on his body. Fortunately, most of his injuries were on the outside and only some were on the inside. 

Without the healing liquid, the internal injuries would be a bit tricky but the three bottles of the healing liquid he drank separately were continuously doing their work.

With this speed of recovery, it would only take one hour to recover from his state.

'Sigh, who would have thought I would meet someone this crazy so early in my life.' White sighed at his thought. 

In truth, he had thought something was different about her intent from when she first attacked him, and with her lack of killing intent in her attacks, he knew she was up to something. That was likely the reason she didn't attack immediately after her first and second attacks or she didn't use the trump card he was wary about.

'Bossy,' thinking, he let go of all his thoughts and concentrated on his healing body.

He practiced controlling the primal energy at the side of his mind. He wanted to see if it could assist with the healing but was left disappointed.

'Blessed…' The golden-haired girl though was also a mess.

Today, she had seen surprised after surprised. Although she believed that the white-haired youth came from the Desolate Plane, she wouldn't believe that he was born there.

Truth be told, she was only testing his strength because she needed some strong people.

Initially, the slit-eyes swordsman had been her target but, he had been killed and the one who had killed him was more ruthless and stronger. She had felt jubilant on the inside and decided to test his strength with her first strike; which he had already met more than her expectations.

Her second attack was initially just a faint and decided to reveal her motive to him there but something unexpected happened!

He actually reciprocated a strike of the same power, and at that time, she realized she couldn't retreat anymore. If it weren't for the attire she was wearing, then she would have come out a lot worse than her current self.

'Who would've thought he was also a Blessed descendent, a top-tier one at that…' 

Next, the voice of her brother approached her ears,

"Sister, how could you get injured here?" Frez appeared near and asked in disbelief.

The golden-haired girl looked at the brother of hers dismissively, before coldly saying, "Why? Can't I get injured?"

"No–No, I mean you even with your magical-ones Dark Dress on." Frez rephrased his question knowing she was annoyed.

"How? Why? Is it that are you getting stupid day by day? It was because he was as strong as I am." calmly she said, glancing at him with her golden eyes.

"But– " He wanted to retort but seeing her fierce eyes he stopped.

'But isn't he just a…' he thought looking at his scary sister and at the far meditating white-haired youth. 

Till now, if he hadn't caught the underlying possibility, then he didn't deserve to be from a Blessed Family. Although disbelieved, he had to accept it.

…

 On a certain place beside a small river that flowed with murky water was a group of people.

In this place, there were some familiar people who White would recognize.

There was Lu, Ru, Lenju, and the Little Chief, and they were not the only ones at this place but many unfamiliar faces were also present.

Till now their Unity had increased to 3% and at least 5% for stronger people like Little Chief. 

But they didn't achieve it easily; they had to fight with their lives on the line against other people and even kill in the process. Many had already died and they were the ones who survived at last.

Initially, their group contained about fifty people but was now reduced to less than thirty, and the one currently leading them was not Little Chief, but a youth with silver armor.

This youth wields fearsome power that they thought only master could wield and brings fear in each and everyone's hearts.

Little Chief group was very small at first and was acting independently before they met silver-armoured youth.

After they met, the silver armor forcefully integrated them into his group threatening them with his power. Although no one was comfortable, they had no choice, they had to follow his order and were forced to understand the world where the strong ruled the weak; it was completely different from their way of thinking in the village.

From the recent fight for a group for primal seeds with another group, they got a reward of one primal seed which made them somewhat happy amidst their despairing heart.

"Luu, let me help you bandage your wound," said Ruu as she tore a piece of her clothes.

"Ruu.." Luu's eyes weren't the same as before; where she was genuinely happy, but it was now filled with slightly disparaging feelings and difficulties.

Ruu was also quieter now, she sighed looking at her sister who used to talk a lot but now her voice was bearly heard.

"Ruu, do you think the souls of Fugi and Wiwa are at peace now?" 

"Haa…Luu, of course, they are at peace and they will reincarnate probably in a better family in their next life," said Ruu looking at the bodies of their brother and sister that lay dead cold on the ground.

They had lost people from the village from the start of this ruthless trial and today they lost two of their siblings from the orphanage; killed in cold blood. Sadness couldn't describe the emotions they were feeling.

Leiju watches the two girls and the littles that were left of their original group with a slight frown. The little swordsmanship they learned at the village had been a great help, if not for that they would have surely died.

At that time a domering voice of a youth rang through the group.

"We will move out in a while or there will be no primal seeds left in this area, if you still think of becoming a master, prepare yourself ." A handsome youth wearing robes, adorned with pieces of silver armor said overlooking the group. His eyes were aphetic as he announced.

The depressed and saddened people, when they heard a master mention, determination returned to their eyes,

They had suffered, for what? To become a master! And if they couldn't miss the chance.

Little Chief approached the village group and said, "You people should stop winning for the people that have already died. Instead, give them a burial or you all won't have the chance later,"

He continues," Also a reminder, we have reached the zone of primal seeds and from here onward the competitions will be fiercer and crueler."

Reminding them he left toward the silver-armoured youth.

They all couldn't help but feel awe toward the Little Chief who left-hand man of such a powerful leader. They all went to work immediately and Ruu and Luu with their remaining siblings buried their close one with tears of remembrance and endless apologies. Only then did their heartfelt somewhat peace

"Airi and Young Ju should be safe but I wonder how White is," Luu slowly spoke.

Ruu was silent hearing.

Leiju on the other hand spoke, but this time, it was not with arrogance but only pity.

"He should be dead."

The twins wanted to retort; especially Luu, but in the end they kept silent with grief in their hearts.