Fenrir's Journey : I Shall Devour The Heavens!

While observing the large group of people investigating and discussing her ice pillar, Fenrir detected a fluctuation of energy before, from the distance, a thick pillar of fire flew across the city and smashed into her ice. Everyone backed away why the same old man that had been speaking previously exclaimed, "It looks like Huo Yan San has decided to show his old mug. Hmph, thinking he can accomplish what I had failed to do? With that puny flame?"Though Fenrir heard the man insult the flame, she noticed he still backed away with everyone else and pulled out his sword, shrouding it in a green glow. As for the pillar of flame, it had started burning with a brighter intensity, transitioning from a fiery orange into a solid white. However, the pillar she had made was comprised of pure Ice Elemental energy, meaning it couldn't be melted down into water, only dispersed back into the atmosphere when the effect wears off. Thus, other than a small amount of mist rising from the surface, the pillar remained standing tall, proud, and inviolable among the city skyline.When the flame finally died out, there was a middle-aged man with short black hair that spiked away from his temples. There were a few age lines around his eyes but, other than that, he had a youthful face that was currently filled with rage and indignation. When he turned to those that had gathered to watch, he shouted, "Who did this!? Who dares to kill this San's son!? I swear to the Heavens to seek vengeance for this injustice, or my name isn't Huo Yan San!"Hearing the man make his threats, Fenrir just snorted before turning away to go find another place to stay for the evening. It would be too difficult to find another Inn and, as she didn't want to bother with fighting over something pointless, Fenrir climbed into a tree leaning over a lake and curled up on a branch. She had spent many nights sleeping in trees with her Master in the past, so it made her feel a little more relaxed as she tried to calm her nerves. Deep within the pit of her stomach, a small urge to devour all of those foolish people had started to surge up and, if she hadn't retreated, Fenrir might have gone on a massacre.Though this world was full of terrible people, Fenrir knew that not all of them would be bad. There were undoubtedly people that were good, helped others, or needed help. Since she didn't have her Master's ability to tell if people were good or bad from their aura, Fenrir could only determine such things with her intuition and their scent. Most people that had a bloody and foul odor had a very high chance of being bad people, though this wasn't always the case. As long as they didn't bother her, Fenrir wouldn't go out of her way to kill people...From in the distance, Fenrir could hear the sounds of fighting and, every now and then, she saw someone flying through the sky on a sword. It seemed that the city had started to wake up, even though it was the dead of night, and chaos had begun to spread. Some civilians, wanting to avoid getting caught in the struggles, were retreating towards the periphery of the city. As for Fenrir, she simply ignored everything going on around her, muttering in the voice of her Master, "Fenrir is a good girl..." as she drifted off into the realm of dreams.(Fenrir's Commentary: 'Stupid...puny flame...can't even light a candle...zzz...')(A/N: Yo, I made an AUX Chapter talking about Cultivation. Hit it up if you're curious.)

Early the next morning, long before the sun rose in the sky, Fenrir woke up with a loud yawn. Rubbing her eyes, she smelled a strong odor of burning, comprised of everything from building materials to human flesh. Snorting, Fenrir jumped down from the tree and began walking towards the center of the city, knowing that the Mercenaries Guild could be found there. Along the way, she passed by the area where her ice pillar had been the previous night, now having dissipated away with an almost perfect circle on the ground.It was obvious that several people had tried to melt her ice, causing the ground around the pillar to become scorched. Unfortunately for them, until the Ice Elemental energy had lost its form naturally, it wasn't going anywhere with their weak flames. As for the secondary smells, there were several charred corpses around the area and Fenrir could see that the Inn she had been in the previous night had been burned to the ground. This annoyed her a little bit, as it meant they were likely looking for her again and she would probably have to deal with them soon.As if on cue, a group of three people flew towards her position atop three medium length straight swords. Fenrir noticed the man at the front was the same old man that had been so talkative the previous night, practically giving away information for free. Since they didn't seem to be hostile yet, Fenrir allowed them to land, only to be taken aback when the old man bowed to her, saying, "This Lee greets Senior..."Feeling the hairs on her back stand on end, Fenrir glared towards the man and said, "Do not call me Senior...I'm not old. Tell me what you want and then leave me alone. I don't have time to waste with you." The old man, who had introduced himself as Lee, awkwardly smoothed out invisible wrinkles from his robe as he said, "Ah, it was not my intention to disrupt Se...your plans. I just wanted to give you a warning, as you seemed to match the description of the person wanted by the Flame Jade Sect..."This news wasn't surprising to Fenrir at all, so she asked, "And, what does that have to do with you? If the Flame Jade Sect wants to find trouble with me, that is their business. I will deal with them my own way, so butt out of my business..." Turning away from the old man, Fenir went on her way, ignoring his attempt to call out to her again. She had already been able to tell since the previous night that the old man wasn't any good, as the smell of blood was very thick on his body. She also didn't like the look in his eyes and, even though he didn't gawk at her, there was a glimmer contained within that made her feel disgusted...Seeing the unknown girl walking away, the 'old man', surnamed Fen, turned to his two students and said, "Try to follow her in secret, but don't interfere with her business. See if you can find out the reason why she has come to the city. If anyone from the other Sects tries to scout her, inform me at once. We can't let such a precious raw material fall into the hands of the other Sects..." Hearing their orders, both of the young men gave a chest salute before taking to the skies on their swords once again. As for the Fen Lee, his eyes glimmered with intrigue as he lightly commented, "Such a strange girl...and that Yin energy coming from her body...she would make an excellent furnace for my grandson..."(Fenrir's Commentary: 'The smell of burned flesh...*snort*...putrid...')

After killing the girly man, Fenrir stayed in the shadows and watched the events unfold. She hadn't cared about the man, nor his purpose for trying to kidnap her, but it didn't mean she wouldn't find out about it. Though she didn't care to hear it from him personally, Fenrir still wanted to know how the information about his death would affect others. If he was someone of high status and had been acting with the support of other people when doing his despicable acts, Fenrir would kill them as well.The only thing that had kept her from going on a rampage after entering this world was the concern that her Master would have been disappointed in her. However, one of the things she had been allowed to do, even after first obtaining her name, was defend herself. If people were targetting her for their own selfish reasons, Fenrir had every right to kill them, especially if they used such despicable means. A girly man who had other people carry him around on a carriage, publically played with a woman's body, and used drugs to try and kidnap people...Fenrir would never believe such a person was 'good'...Shortly after her attack, Fenrir saw numerous different groups of people show up, including some wearing robes who stood at the top of buildings, looking down on everyone else. There was even one old man, wearing a green robe with golden lining, who tried to attack the pillar of ice she had made with a sword. Fenrir snorted as she watched him try to break her attack with the toy in his hand, especially after she had condensed so much magical energy into the attack. Even her Master would have to put a lot of effort into destroying it Fenrir didn't believe anyone in this city could even come close to her Master's power.As expected, even though the man jumped up high in the sky and made a large phantom blade, stabbing it towards her ice pillar, it simply broke after colliding for a few seconds. When he landed on the ground, doing his best to appear as though he hadn't tried too hard, the only sign he had even attacked was a small chip of ice that had fallen onto the compact dirt road. Fenrir's ears perked up when he turned to one of the young people next to him and said, "This attack must have been performed by some Senior at the Seventh Foundation Stage or higher...I'm not sure who the fourth Young Master of the Flame Jade Sect had offended, but it seems his karma had come to collect upon the debts he owed..."Fenrir wasn't sure how her strength compared to other people in this world but, through her observation in the past, she knew there were several different distinctions used to categorize strength. She hadn't yet learned all of them yet but, according to the old man who failed to break her ice, it seemed like her attack had been at the 'Seventh Foundation Stage'. Though she couldn't ascertain how he knew this, as he had been barely able to scratch her attack, Fenrir still decided to use it as a basic metric. That had been only a small portion of her actual attack power, as she mainly used external energy to form the sphere, so Fenrir could at least claim that she was stronger than a 'Senior' at the Seventh Foundation Stage...(Fenrir's Commentary: 'I'm not old. You're old! Your whole family is old! Fenrir is Ageless~!')

Chapter 37: Futile