Fenrir's Journey : I Shall Devour The Heavens!

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...')

Along the way to the Mercenary Guild, Fenrir knew she was being followed and it was starting to make her very upset. She hadn't eaten anything since arriving in the city and, though she didn't actually require sustenance to survive, the hunger in her stomach had begun increasing. Pretty soon, she would probably have to leave the city and begin hunting again, unless she could find a way to deal with her hunger through other methods. For now, she just wanted to get the information she had come here for in the first place and, after that, leave behind this city.After killing that girly man the previous night, it would be too troublesome to stay here for long. Though she planned to build up her reputation in the future, it didn't seem like this was the best place to do it as, even after exploring the city a little the previous day, she hadn't 'felt' any danger. Even the monsters deep in the forest had caused her instincts to trigger more than the middle-aged and old-men that had shown up the previous night. Since she had been able to kill those monsters with almost no effort, Fenrir felt that all the people in this city were just weaklings.It didn't take long for her to find the Mercenary Guild as, upon reaching the center of the city, it was the largest building present. There wasn't a single other building within 500m of the building's periphery and, as it was more than 100m in height, it stood out like a sore thumb. It also helped that there were a lot of people dressed like Mercenaries, with a few Cultivators, entering and exiting the large open doors. Fenrir saw that most people traveled in groups of 3-5, though there were some that looked more confident in their strength who traveled alone.Ignoring the surrounding gazes, Fenrir attempted to make her way into the Mercenary Guild before her path was suddenly barred by two men, one having a bald head and a scar over his nose while the other was a wiry man with two daggers strapped to his belt. The bald man, who also had a large build that gave him more than 40cm of height over Fenrir, smiled as he said, "Hey there, little fairy, you don't look like you belong here. Tell this big brother what family you ran away from. If you're trying to become a Mercenary, why not join the two of us? We can take care of you, gyahahahaha-!"The wiry man with the daggers began snickering as well, adding, "Hehehe, why don't you let these big brothers look after you? I'll even protect you during the night, you...know~?" As the man said his final word, his head had already separated from his body, tumbling to the ground with a face full of confusion. As for the big man, he stayed standing there with a lascivious grin on his face, looking towards where Fenrir had been previously standing. Currently, she was walking over the threshold of the Mercenary Guild's entrance, parting the sea of people who were now giving her a very wide berth.For several seconds, the bald man just continued standing there, almost as if he had been frozen in time while his companion's blood spread out across the ground. The onlookers had no idea what was going on until someone noticed his skin was becoming progressively paler. Shortly after that, a layer of frost began to spread over his skin, clothes, and even the large metal saber on his back. Then, after nearly a full minute had passed, the man's now white skin began to crack and fracture as his body broke apart into icy chunks...(Fenrir's Commentary: 'So stupid...so stupid...so stupid...so stupid...')

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.)

Chapter 38: Pungent