BALD AXE OLD MAN

Anthony called his dagger back to himself mid air and fell into a nearby ranch with a thud. He felt himself land on something nauseating at the same time he vomited dark blood which formed because of the internal injury which was aggravated after taking on the old man's attack.

Anthony looked down on what his hand was touching and immediately screamed in horror. He had fallen on a pile of horse dung. He screamed in horror and immediately withdrew his palm, levitating to the air. He landed on an area closer to a bush and quickly wiped himself clean using the leaves from the trees.

"Pretty weak. What a wastrel. How do you like the pile of poo from my spiritual stallions? It's your honor to touch something from a spiritual beast. Why aren't you thanking me already?" The old man asked beside him.

Anthony looked up with anger in his eyes. The old man had appeared without his knowledge while he was cleaning up using the leaves.