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CHAPTER 22: Disciple

Tunde breathed raggedly as he sat among the strewn bodies of the darkhowlers, their corpses littering the area around him. The midday sun filtered dimly through the thick canopy of giant leaves and long tree branches that formed the forest's ceiling. His clothes were torn to shreds, and his body was covered in lacerations. He inhaled deeply, shuddering as he slowly stood up, clenching and unclenching his fists.

It had taken him the better part of a day—and then some—to fight his way through the pack of darkhowlers that had attacked him. All were tier 1, except for their leader, an early tier 2 disciple rank, if one were to use the conventional ranking system. A small pile of their cores lay gathered nearby, weakly glowing orbs that shimmered faintly in the shade. Their bodies looked as though they had exploded violently, a result of his burgeoning, brutal fighting style—kicks, jabs, and fast punches aimed to shatter bones.