Ace Of Terrans

Shi Lang fired two shots at the leader of the Shamanti clan. As the beam was about to land on the body of the leader, something happened. The whole person vanished from the place. However, that was just the first beam

The second shot was shot at a calculated spot. Shi Lang had seen the small dust cloud rising from the ground when the first shot was fired. The senses of the enemy were very sharp and he quickly evaded the incoming shot.

The thermal scope picked up the trace of dust rising and Shi Lang shot at the calculated distance. He did not think this guy will be able to deploy such a quick motion for a long time, since the force he generated to avoid the earlier shot was not too big.

The delay between the two shots was two seconds. At this speed, this time was enough for the tables to turn. However, Shi Lang had calculated that as well. He had given up on his gun and jumped from the tree. He took out his sword and knife in his hand to meet the assailant.

The lord of the Shamantis stopped at a distance and saw a young outlander charging at him. He recalled the deaths of his tribesmen and rushed forward in rage. Suddenly, he sensed a hot tingling sensation in his shoulder. However, before he could check what happened to him, the enemy was upon him.

Shi Lang slashed his blade at the enemy from the left side. The lord of the Shamanti clan had a sword in his hand as well, he countered the attack, but Shi Lang attacked the same area again. The weapons collided and the two people were embroiled in battle.

Shi Lang was weaker than the enemy and had received a few blows. However, the bot was not too much behind, there were slash cuts on Shamanti’s body. When he stepped forward, his knee seemed to be aching. Shi Lang had stomped on his knee during the battle.

Suddenly, the Terran boy changed his attack style and aimed at the right side of the body. This whole time the rapid succession of attacks was focused on the left side of the Shamanti leader. Whenever he tried to use his right hand to attack him, Shi Lang would kick the shamanti leader’s legs. The reason was that the right shoulder was hit with the second shot Shi Lang fired earlier, and he did not want this person to use the right hand, because that way the boy will be left powerless. So he only attacked where the enemy can parry him with ease. Giving him a false impression of his weakness.

The Shamanti leader roared, but he was rendered powerless, by Shi Lang. If he did not fail to regain his center of gravity then this kid will kill him. As the battle continued, the injuries worsened. Shi Lang was the first to cough up blood as the leader of the shamanti kicked him in the stomach.

However, the next moment, the leader of the Shamanti stumbled on the ground. A long slash could be noticed on the side of his leg. While his kick connected with Shi Lang, the boy stabbed his leg with a backhand slash. The gash left on the leg was deep and it definitely affected the movement of the Shamanti Leader.

The place they were fighting at was dimly lit with the light from the bonfires Shi Lang had set earlier. Shi Lang could sense that the place was being lurked by a lot of predatory beasts. Some were ready to hunt, some just looking for an opportunity to scavenge. The Shamanti leader roared, grit his teeth, and rushed forward at Shi Lang.

Shi Lang did not move back this time, because the charge of this guy was weak from the leg injury. He rushed forward instead. The shamanti leader sneered and the sword in his hand was thrown out at Shi Lang. However, his dream came to an end when Shi Lang turned his head to the side and avoided the attack.

Shi Lang threw a phasor nade to the left of the Shamanti Leader and rushed to stand inside the circle of the corpse and started laughing loudly and chanted, “Lord make him fall for it. Please, My ribs are broken, and I am tired.”

He used a melodic rhythm to make these words sound like a chant. The Shamanti leader was confused and took a step towards Shi Lang. The boy frowned and deliberately put up a feared expression. Then he looked at the center of the circle and back at the Shamanti leader.

This action was continued a few more times before the Shamanti leader also looked at the center of the circle. He walked inside the circle and Shi Lang stood in front of him, making angry roaring noises. This action of his made the Shamanti leader thinks, that the crux of this witchcraft spell lay in the center of the circle.

He gave a roundhouse kick to the boy, which landed and the impact was strong. Shi Lang’s body was flung outside the circle. The Shamanti leader advanced to the center of the circle and then he observed the head placed in the circle carefully. Trying to find something. Shi Lang raised his head to see this and wailed.

His actions were only telling the Shamanti leader to get away from there. The boy would make gestures and angry sounds. When he thought that it is not enough to make the leader take the bait. He flung his sword, aimed the Shamanti Leader.

The Shamanti did not attack Shi Lang. His curiosity to know this weird ritual was more than getting even with this weak outlander. He can deal with him any time he thought. The lord of the Shamanti tribe moved to the side and let the sword pass by him. The trajectory of the blade was as such that it hit the skulls and made one of them, land over the trip mine buried in the soil below.

The Shamanti leader was overwhelmed by a dangerous feeling and tried to lead back, but it was too late. The trip mine was triggered and a loud bang rang out in the forest. The impact was so strong that it made the predators in the dark run away. Their animal instinct was strongly telling them, not to approach that area, with the strong vibration.

Shi Lang was already crunching on the ground with his head covered with his arms, looking like a human version of an armadillo. The boy was stunned by the explosion but he still got up quickly. His ears were ringing and the world was spinning. He looked around, to search for the remains of the Shamanti Leader but he could not see properly.

Suddenly, his communicator rang. He tapped the screen and the communication was established. A voice rang out in his ear, “Good Job Cadet. Task Complete. Prepare for exfiltaration.”

Shi Lang stood there numb. He walked up to the place where he had dropped that Phaser-nade and picked it up. His senses were normalizing slowly. He looked around and said, “I need rest. A lot of it.”