"And what happens if they get strong enough to break through the limits of a rank?"
Asked Noah.
They were now running for 30 minutes and traces of sweat appeared on Noah's face, yet his Master seemed pletely fine and continued to explain.
"They evolve, or to put it simply, they hibernate themselves for a period of time and when they wake up they will have a boost in all their natural abilities. Let's say, for example, that a four-eyed wolf of rank 1 was to evolve. Its rank would be 2 cause of its body but it would also have a rank 1 mental attack which will make it extremely more dangerous than its rank 1 version."
Noah finally had a better understanding of the evolution process of magical beasts and could not help but be a bit envious.
They had just to eat and sleep to get stronger while humans had to train nonstop only to take small steps toward a higher realm.
This time, William took notice of his disciple's expression and smiled a little.
"I know what you are thinking but don't worry, you will see humans advantage when you fight those beasts."
Noah was surprised but did not fully understand his Master words.
He started to focus his mind on the imminent battle trying to anticipate the worst possible oute.
They moved for 20 more minutes till they reached a small hill, there William stopped and took a sack of water from inside his suit.
He passed the sack to Noah and said with a serious face.
"Over this hill, there is the wolf's lair. Their number amounts to 15 so you should be careful not to get surrounded. You will go alone while I will be watching closely enough to intervene if something bad happens. Remember all our training and don't be stingy on using the "Breath" until you have a plete understanding of your strength. Catch your breath a bit and then go, don't worry, you won't be in any danger."
Noah became even more serious in hearing these words.
He took a small sip from the sack and sat cross-legged on the floor to steady his breath.
He looked inside his sea of consciousness, where the faint shape of some lines was forming at the center of the sphere and checked that he was at peak condition.
'Do not hesitate, do not make mistakes. Be wary of your surroundings. 15 wolves to go.'
He exhaled with force and then stood up, his mind was ready and his body felt no fatigue, there was no reason to waste more time.
He unsheathed his sabers and started climbing the hill paying extra attention to anything that got perceived by his senses.
When he reached the top he could see the wolf's lair at the bottom of the other side of the hill.
The wolves were 3 meters long and 2 high, had 4 big and sharp eyes and yellow fur.
10 of them were lying on the ground, seemingly sleeping, while the other 5 were on guards on the sides of the sleeping group. A slightly bigger wolf was at the center of the pack, he was probably the alpha one.
'If I charge I will be pletely in the open, there is no way I can catch them by surprise but there really seems to be no other option. Maybe if I run at full speed going down the hill and using the "Breath" I can land a couple of hits on one of them. Yet will it be enough to kill it? And then what about the other 14? Fucking Master, why can't you explain things properly'
He thought for a bit more but he really could not find other ways to get an advantage on them.
'Well, if I screw up, Master will just e and save me, so I might as well go all out.'
Steeling his mind, Noah concentrated and then jumped downward toward the lair.
He boosted his speed with the "Breath" in his legs and crossed his sabers in front of him.
He was fast! A rank 1 body using the "Breath" and going downhill reached an explosive speed.
Yet, Noah seemed not to notice as his mind was pletely focused on taking out a wolf before they could surround them.
In a few breaths of time, he was at the bottom of the hill with one of the wolves staring at him.
As if it recognized some form of danger, it inspired as to prepare a howl to warn the other members of its pack.
Before it could though, Noah jumped horizontally and slashed at full strength toward the head of the wolf.
The saber, empowered with the "Breath
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