A Promise of 500 Years

Yoh, Anna, and the others ran up the last of the forest field to Hao. They looked tired and tense as if they had been through a lot before they were able to scout out Hao. They have been through a lot with Hao's henchmen getting in the way and all. Yoh, Horohoro, and the rest of the guys gritted their teeth and were positioned to attack any moment, but Hao made no move to feel threatened, like the group of rebelling shamans was as insignificant as a group of ants attacking a lion.

"Give us back Ren's soul."

Yoh stepped forward. He was cradling Ren's unmoving body carefully in his arms. His face was tight and he was staring straight at Hao with reproving eyes. Hao's face only cracked a grin as a reaction. Yoh took another step forward as if to show his resolution. Saving his friend was now his main objective. After Hao left him with Ren's hollow body, Yoh had ran straight back to Anna, hoping she would have a way to call back his friend's soul. He didn't even bother to stop Hao from getting the Great Spirit.

He scanned the area around Hao. Ren's soul was no where to be seen, but Yoh knew he was there. Hao wouldn't have let him go so easily. He always held special attention towards Ren. He would've kept Ren to torture him. Yoh narrowed his eyes at the thought.

Anna beside him made a clacking sound as she moved her beads. She gave him a nod, signifying preparation. Once he and the others have reclaimed Ren's temporarily separated soul from Hao, she will reattach it to the boy's body. But before they came in pursuit of Hao, she also told them, 'If we leave him like this any longer, he will remain detached from his body forever.'

Yoh gently lowered Ren's body to the grassy field. His hand clutched at his katana and he turned to his friends. They nodded simultaneously then rushed recklessly towards Hao.

He knew their fight was probably useless.

He knew that Hao might've already achieved the Great Spirit.

But Yoh was blinded by his rage. He was angry at Hao for hurting his friend. He was angry at himself for letting it happen.

'Ren was trying to protect me!'

Yoh fought with all his might. Though he was using all his strength, all his strategies, all his ability, he wasn't even able to land a single strike. Hao only smirked triumphantly throughout the battle on the Great Spirit that he had attained. It was the king of all spirits, incomparable to all others, that Hao had wrenched from the earth for his own. It wasn't even a battle.

He charged at the undefeatable spirit over and over again. No matter how many times he was knocked down he always got back up. Anger was fueling him and the same for his comrades, but slowly, one-by-one, his friends stopped getting back up until it was just Yoh against Hao. Yoh pushed his hair out of his face and tightened his grip on his sword. Every part of his body was aching and telling him that he was at his limit, but he refused to back down.

Yoh rushed at his target and fought a brilliant fight like that of a seasoned fighter, but it was still not enough as he was constantly getting knocked down. He felt like he was fighting alone in his one-on-one with Hao, but transparent eyes were watching him. Yoh gave one last charge and with a single swoop from Hao's spirit, he was knocked down to the ground where the rest of his friends laid wounded.

Yoh lifted his beaten body with two arms. It was all he could do with the energy left in him. He cursed to himself and looked angrily up at Hao. His eyes were close to tears and Hao's grin grew wider on his face. Seeing that his opponents were no longer in any condition to fight him, Hao dismissed them. He said loudly so that all of them could hear.

"Since you are all shamans, I will spare your lives."

He stopped to laugh humorously to himself as if human lives and sparing them were only something amusing to him. Arrogantly, he added.

"Watch me create a world of only shamans."

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Hao the maniac….ha…ha…. Sorry for making you so evil HaoHao