King Of Limbo

The downpour of rain only got heavier and so did the fluctuations of mana Aron could feel as his pursuers didn't even attempt to hide their presence.

Aron in turn also didn't show any major concern, he simply sat under the cover of a tree, allowing the rain to drip off his armor as he just sat there solitarily.

Before long the trees began to shake wildly as large gusts of wind came from all direction.

The once loud sound of rain falling was now overcome by the sound of numerous wings flapping all at once.

Aron raised his head and looked forward, he could see Drakar descending one after another in a circular pattern, enclosing him around an area 50 meters in radius.

Despite this intimidating scene, Aron's figure remained seated with his head directed forward.

Many Drakar already had vicious grins on their faces, like they had cornered a helpless piece of prey that was too frightened to even fight back.

"Haha, quite the brave tulsa you are! I like it!"

Soon a loud and proud voice emerged on the scene, right in the direction Aron was facing, it was of course Osar, beside him Greile who looked nervous just being there.

Aron remained silent despite Osar's flashy entrance and small display of power. Although it was hard to tell since Aron's face was hidden under a helm, it looked like the two had locked gazes.

The only thing Osar could see through the opening on Arias's helm were two grey dim glows, this alone however could not faze him.

"So, this is the tulsa that nearly brought your faction to ruin Greile, I must say, I'm not impressed." Osar teased and the surrounding dark scaled Drakar all laughed hideously.

It was at that moment that Aron decided to stand up, his large figure superior to all Drakar present, which came as a surprise.

"The disappointment is mutual, I expected a creature that would at least grant me some gains, instead I receive an oversized lizard with a superiority complex."

Aron finally spoke and his harsh insults caused Osar to frown and growl in irritation even though he did not even fully understand what was said.

"You are either foolish or really brave to insult me when I outnumber you." Osar threatened, no longer showing amusement towards Aron.

Aron paused to look around him, countless Drakar were ready to pounce at him the moment he showed any signs of being dangerous, Osar's threat was not empty…but neither were Aron's words.

"Did you track me just to say useless things or is there actually something of importance you wish to say?"

Growing tired of the useless exchange already, Aron asked that the point be reached. This also irritated Osar, causing him to choose his next words poorly.

"I make you an offer tulsa, serve under him and help me carry out my plans. Afterwards, I will ensure you a position above the rest of your people once I reign over this territory. You'd be wise to accept."

To Osar's offer, Aron just clicked his tongue. "I had a feeling only nonsense would leave that mouth. You'd be wise to leave, I gain nothing from fighting you here so take the chance before I lose my already thin patience."

Aron's warning came because he preferred not wasting his aspects on the likes of Osar. But to a proud Drakar like him, Aron's words could only be seen as insults and nothing more.

"I see you need a lesson in humility, pin it down. I'll just drag it back." Osar ordered and a flock of Drakar immediately engaged Aron.

[ Colossal Ape Aspect: Roar]

As numerous Drakar closed the distance, Aron's eye color and pattern shifted to the light green tone and he took a deep breath before looking in Osar's direction and releasing a chaotic roar.

It made all who heard it feel like their organs were getting churned and for those weakest, that's exactly what occurred.

Mere moments after the roar was released, many fell and spewed blood from their mouths and other openings uncontrollably, while those much stronger felt nausea and a splitting headache, crouching to the ground whilst holding their heads in pain.

Aron performed the roar only for a moment before closing the distance between him and Osar.

Once in front of the proud Drakar, Aron stomped his foot against it's face, plunging his head into the muddy ground.

Before Osar could even register what was happening, he felt all the air leave his lungs as Aron launched a powerful kick right into his chest as he was laid down on the ground.

The attack launched Osar many feet back and caused him to collide violently into many trees.

"Disappointing, even that blue one put up a better fight than this. You don't qualify to even speak on the same level as me." Aron provoked purposefully as the effects of the roar began to wear off.

"I'm done here." With those final words, Aron broke through the loose blockade and began making a run for it, but not even at his top speed.

Greile who was also struggling under the effects immediately recognized what Aron was doing as the same was done to her and her people.

'He's baiting them.'

Before Greile could think of how exactly Aron planned to do this, an angry Osar with mud covering his face stood up with seething anger as his emotion.

"After him! Do not dare lose sight of that vermin!"

Osar who had a rough idea of how Greile's people had fallen had lost all reasoning to anger and just wanted to strangle and make Aron suffer, nothing else mattered to him in that moment.

It was exactly the same with Greile, he angered them and then caused them to pursue. Greile who wasn't angry was the only one to observe this clearly.

'He's using our fragile moods against us!'

The realization finally struck, but it was too late.

Drakar were naturally an aggressive race with short tempers, something Aron took advantage of to cause lose of reasoning, making them easy prey to lure into whatever trap he had prepared.

Greile stood up and wanted to after Osar to stop him and give a warning but her chest began burning up and she soon feel back to her knees in pain.

"Dammit! Does he wish to bring us to extinction!"

Her cries went unanswered and unheard as all able Drakar were in pursuit of Aron through the thick woodlands.

Osar lead the charge while yelling at the top of his lungs, scaring away any creatures nearby.

"I will make you suffer tulsa! Do you hear me!? Do You!? Graah!"