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CHP 32: EYES OF THE STORM

  ROOOOOAAAR!"

  The giant beastman let out a furious roar that shook the air. That was the signal. The battle had begun.

  He charged forward, massive feet thudding against the ground, each step sending tremors through the earth. In his hand, a giant club gleamed menacingly beneath the sun. Behind him, more beastmen followed, snarling and roaring like wild beasts.

  The elves, silent until now, moved as one. Their hands shot up toward the sky—calm, precise, deadly.

  Then—

  Boom!

  The ground exploded.

  Massive green vines erupted from the soil, whipping up sand and dust in their wake. They coiled and twisted like serpents, thick and powerful, cutting off the beastmen's advance in an instant.

  Jin Yu blinked, momentarily forgetting his anger. Awe flickered in his eyes.

  If the vines the elven kids had used earlier were like baby snakes… then these were titans.

  The vines surged forward under the elves control, each movement mirroring their raised hands. They lashed at the beastmen with brutal force, cracking bones and slamming bodies aside.

  But the beastmen didn’t retreat—they fought like cornered animals. They roared, clawed, bit, and punched, fangs bared and eyes bloodshot. Some swung their massive clubs, smashing vines apart with raw force, refusing to yield an inch.

  The battlefield was chaos.

  The air was filled with the scent of crushed grass, dirt, and pure rage.

  "RRAAGHH!!" A beastman leaped into the air, his claws extended, only to be smacked midair by a vine thicker than a tree trunk. The impact sent him crashing into his comrades like a bowling ball into pins.

  "Hold the line!" one of the elves shouted, their voice sharp like steel. More vines burst from the ground, slamming into the beastmen with brutal force. Some wrapped around their limbs, snapping bones with a sickening crack! Others slammed into their ribs and flung them into trees with thuds that made Jin Yu’s skin crawl.

  “Come on, is this war or a circus show?!” Jin Yu shouted, spitting sand from his mouth as he struggled against the last vine that was being uncurled by the green haired woman to fight the beastmen . He was half-free now—one leg still tangled.

  A beastman tore through the chaos with bloodshot eyes and a crazed grin, club spinning. He rammed straight through the vines, tanking hits like a madman. With a wild roar, he smashed the ground near Jin Yu, sending a tremor through the earth.

  Jin Yu rolled just in time, vines snapping off completely.

  “I'M FREE!” he yelled, then immediately dodged a flying elf that had been punched through the air like a rag doll.

  Another beastman launched himself forward with unnatural speed. Before he could land a blow, an elf descended from above, dual blades glinting with silver light. She spun midair, slashing downward.

  CLANG!

  Sparks flew as blade met bone and fur. The beastman roared in pain, blood spraying across the dirt, and he retaliated by ramming his horned head into her chest, sending her flying backward.

  Jin Yu ducked just as a club swept over his head.

  “Shit! These lunatics aren’t playing games!”

  Vines shot out beside him again, grabbing the beastman’s leg. Jin Yu didn’t waste the chance,he lunged forward, grabbed a fallen sword, and stabbed it into the beastman’s thigh.

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  The beastman screamed, and Jin Yu shouted right back, “WHO’S LAUGHING NOW, HUH?!”

  Ding!

  Fury +6,000

  Another wave of beastmen charged from the rear, some with crude weapons, others relying solely on brute strength. The elves formed a defensive wall, vines wrapping protectively around their bodies like armor. Magical energy swirled around their hands as they chanted, eyes glowing with emerald light.

  The ground shook.

  A vine-covered elf raised both hands. “Nature’s Wrath—Crush them!”

  Dozens of massive roots burst from the earth like awakened titans, slamming down on the beastmen. Screams echoed, bones cracked, blood sprayed.

  Still, the beastmen roared louder, fighting with a ferocity that defied reason. One tore his own arm free from a vine’s grip, blood gushing, and hurled it like a weapon, knocking an elf off their feet.

  Jin Yu’s eyes flickered red continuously as they darted between both sides

  “Y’all are insane… I LOVE IT.”

  Ding!

  Fury +10,000

  He grinned wildly, eyes flashing red again. Something inside him throbbed—more than pain, more than power. His blood boiled with the heat of a rising storm.

  Now would be the best time to level up… but would his body survive another transformation?

  A blade nearly took his head off.

  Jin Yu ducked. "Alright, alright! No more inner monologues!"

  Just as he rose up to counterattack the beastman,

  Bam!

  a stray vine came from somewhere and slam into him ruthlessly, throwing him off his feet and flinging him to the front field before curling around his leg tightly

  "Arrrrrrrhggg!"

  Jin Yu gritted his teeth as he groaned in pain and his face flushed with rage,but not just anger now. No... something else stirred. Something hot, thrilling... addictive.

  His eyes widened.

  Red.

  That flicker that once danced in his vision returned

  only now, it consumed everything.

  His pupils vanished in the bloody hue as an invisible pressure burst from his body.

  Ding!

  Fury +10,000

  Fury +10,000

  Fury +10,000

  Snap!

  The vine that bound him burst apart like shredded paper.

  Jin Yu rose slowly, his chest heaving, lips twisted into a feral grin. His blood boiled with power—wild, surging, endless.

  “I’m done playing,” he muttered, his voice low, guttural, almost... inhuman.

  Then he vanished.

  “Where did he—?!” one beastman began—but Jin Yu dropped from the sky like a vengeful god.

  BOOM!

  His punch cratered the earth, sending two beastmen flying like ragdolls. Before their bodies hit the ground, he was already on the next.

  With a twisting kick, he sent another tumbling through a wall of vines, blood spurting from his mouth.

  The elves paused in shock.

  “He’s... helping us?” one murmured.

  “No,” Eldora whispered, eyes narrowing. “He’s lost it.”

  And she was right.

  Jin Yu wasn’t saving anyone. He was savoring it.

  A beastman lunged with a club.

  Jin Yu caught it—with one hand—and crushed the wooden shaft like dry bark. Then he headbutted the attacker, a sickening crunch echoing as teeth flew.

  Blood smeared his fists, his face, his chest.

  But he didn’t care.

  “MORE!” he roared, the red in his eyes glowing like embers. “COME ON, YOU STINKY DOGS!”

  His voice shook the battlefield.

  Fury surged like a wave—every glare, every snarl, every scream only made him stronger.

  Even the biggest beastman hesitated now, eyes twitching with something new—fear.

  Blood splattered across the sand. One by one, the beastmen fell under Jin Yu’s crimson storm. His fists moved like thunder, each strike stronger than the last.

  But even beasts knew fear.

  “R-Run! Fall back!” one of them shouted, face twisted in panic.

  “Don’t let him wipe us out!” another screamed. “Surround him—now!”

  Half of the remaining beastmen roared together, pushing through their terror. Their muscles bulged. Eyes burned. Fangs bared.

  They leapt.

  Jin Yu looked up, surrounded. He could feel the bloodlust closing in on him like a steel trap.

  And he… laughed.

  “Come on, then.”

  Ding!

  All Fury Points consumed.

  A sudden BOOM burst from his body. The ground cracked beneath him as an immense pressure erupted from his core. His veins glowed faintly red, his muscles surged, and every hair on his body stood on end.

  “YOU THINK THIS WILL STOP ME?!” he roared with maniacal glee.

  He dashed forward—too fast. One beastman didn’t even get the chance to react before his head spun midair.

  Jin Yu didn't slow.

  A punch—ribs shattered. A kick—legs broke backward. He grabbed one by the face and slammed him into another, cracking skulls.

  They fought like desperate animals, biting, clawing, screaming.

  But Jin Yu?

  He was the predator now.

  In minutes, what remained of the beastman clan lay in blood and dust, unmoving.

  Silence!.

  Eldora’s eyes twitched, her lips trembling.

  “Everyone...” she said quietly.

  Her warriors looked at her, still holding their vines.

  “Step back. Now.”

  “But—”

  “NOW!”

  The elves backed away,their expressions wary and horrified.

  Jin Yu stood among the corpses, his chest rising and falling, his body soaked in blood—some his, most not.

  His gaze turned.

  The elves froze.

  “Finally... it’s your turn,” Jin Yu muttered, red still flashing in his eyes.

  Without warning, he charged.

  Vines rose like spears, whipping forward with explosive speed.

  Jin Yu moved faster.

  He ducked beneath one vine and shattered another with a punch. His figure became a blur, dodging, twisting, leaping. The vines came from all directions—slashing, grabbing, entangling—but he tore through them with raw might.

  “Why... won’t... you... stay... DOWN!” An elven warrior shouted, gritting his teeth as he poured everything into his command. The ground cracked open, and dozens of thick roots surged upward to crush Jin Yu.

  “RAAAAH!!” Jin Yu roared, pushing his body beyond its limit,his skin cracked slightly from the immense power in them,blood seeping out everywhere.

  His punch cracked the air. A wave of force exploded from his fist, blowing the roots apart like dry twigs.

  Eldora stepped in, her eyes narrowed, her hands glowing with green light. Vines larger than any before erupted from the earth, covered in razor-like thorns. They wrapped around Jin Yu like constricting snakes, digging into his broken skin, drawing more blood.

  He fought back,arms trembling, blood dripping from his mouth as he tore one vine off, then another.

  But his breathing had grown ragged. His vision was spinning.

  The red flash flickered.

  “Keep him pinned!” Eldora yelled. “He’s almost out of strength!”

  Jin Yu let out one last roar, charged again and was hit mid-air by a wall of thorns that sent him crashing to the ground with a thunderous thud.

  His body twitched.

  Then stopped moving.

  Silence fell across the battlefield.

  He lay there, covered in blood, surrounded by shattered vines and beast corpses. His chest rose and fell weakly. The red glow in his eyes slowly faded.

  Eldora stepped forward, cautious. “Is he... unconscious?”

  One of the elves raised a shaking hand. “Or is it just the eye of the storm?”

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