THUD! THUD! THUD! The Poacher charged, his steps heavy. He looked ecstatic, as if he'd just won the lottery!
The Poacher paid Rong Taotao no mind, singularly focused on capturing him to use as a bargaining chip for survival.
Rong Taotao's expression was grave. He looked where the Poacher had run and saw the deep footprints left in the snow.
'He doesn't even know Soul Skill: Snow Step?'
'No, that's impossible. Si Huan Nian said this Poacher is at least a Soul Warrior, maybe even a Soul Captain.'
'Is the alcohol messing with him?'
Judging by their performance tonight, "cocky and sloppy from the drink" seemed to be the perfect description for these Poachers.
"Hah!" Rong Taotao shouted, seizing the opportunity. He dropped into a lunge and, taking advantage of his Heaven-piercing Halberd's length, thrust it fiercely at the Poacher!
'A lunging thrust is my polite opening!'
The Poacher casually blocked, a surge of Soul Power flowing from his wrist!
CLANG!
