Outside, the atmosphere was filled with tension. The tribal people, who had their expressions mixed with confusion and aggression, stood in a tight circle, glaring at the outsiders in their peculiar black suits. The village women, their voices laced with worry and frustration, questioned their men about their support for Evan and his companions.
The men who had returned remained silent, helplessness was evident on their faces and the other men who were holding bows and spears were on guard while also demanding answers from those who had just returned.
Among the group of black-suited individuals, Suri removed her tactical helmet briefly.
Her eyes, filled with concern, looked out at Evan in the distance. She glanced back at the tribal people, noting their varied states of well-being. Some appeared malnourished, their clothes hanging loosely, while others were more robust and seemingly healthier.
Despite the bad conditions, it can't be said that they were living a bad life.
Just then, the loud blast of the war horn pierced the air.
"Huh! What's going on..." Suri's words were cut off as she swiftly flicked her wrist, deflecting an incoming arrow with the metal guards on her wrist.
"Take cover!" she shouted to the bodyguards, her sharp voice filled with urgency.
The tribal villagers, now fully hostile, began to unleash a volley of arrows at the outsiders. The arrows whizzed through the air, landing dangerously close.
Big Mac, always vigilant, moved to shield Suri. He stood in front of her, blocking incoming arrows using his large frame, while the rest of the team scrambled for cover behind the nearby cottages.
Amidst the chaos, the barrage of arrows abruptly ceased. A commotion erupted as the tribal warriors found themselves under attack.
The attackers were from none other than part of the tribe who had gone missing and were now engaged in a violent clash, causing confusion to spread through them.
"What's happening?" one of the tribal men shouted as he was pushed aside by a fellow warrior.
"They're turning on us!" another cried, his eyes wide with confusion and disbelief.
Suri peeked from behind Big Mac, her expression becoming stern.
"They're fighting amongst themselves. Let's go, we can't miss this opportunity."
However, just then, a shadow suddenly appeared from behind Big Mac's opponent. Suri moved swiftly, her movements sharp and precise. She leapt into the air, using Mac's back as leverage, wrapping her legs around a tribal warrior's neck, and tossing him aside. Her landing was seamless, and she spun around to face the next wave of attackers.
Suri dodged a spear by quickly side-stepping and delivering a kick to another warrior, sending him stumbling. She used her agility to dodge blows and strike opponents with rapid, accurate hits. Her smooth and relentless movements made her a difficult target as she continued to take down her enemies.
Amidst all the chaos, Suri's eyes stayed sharp, focusing on every new threat. She rolled to avoid an attack and delivered powerful kicks that kept her enemies at bay. Her speed and skill made her almost a blur in the fight, efficiently taking down anyone who came too close.
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Inside, Evan stood across the tribal chief and stared at the man while clicking his tongue impatiently.
"So, the violence it is."
"Useless banter...I know it's hard to communicate with you a lot..."
Evan faced the tribal chief, with a wide grin as if somehow he expected the situation.
The chief's gaze was unwavering, a mixture of anger and defiance. Tired of the chief's resistance, Evan decided to take action.
Without warning, he lunged forward and threw a powerful punch at the chief. The man reacted quickly, sidestepping the blow and avoiding the punch. He moved with surprising agility for his age, but this didn't deter Evan. He twisted his wrist and aimed a quick and precise strike at the chief's neck with a choke.
The impact hit hard, and the chief staggered, momentarily disoriented, but after a moment, he regained his composure and pounced on Evan with wild energy.
Despite his age, the chief was quite quick.
Evan pressed his advantage, moving in with calculated precision. He delivered a series of swift, targeted blows, each strike landing with firm and decisive impact. The chief tried to defend himself, but Evan's relentless assault left no room for retaliation.
Although the tribal chief managed to block a few of Evan's strikes, he was quickly overwhelmed by the speed and force behind Evan's attacks. With one final and decisive punch, Evan knocked the chief to the ground. The chief lay on the floor, gasping and beaten.
Evan stood over him, his expression cold and resolute. "This is how we settle things in the outside world. Accept it or face more of the same."
Weakened and dazed, the tribal chief could only glare up at Evan knowing that the fight had already come to an end.
Before the chief could resist, Evan pulled out a VR gear from his backpack firmly planted it on the chief's head, and said, "Aurora, do your magic."