Chapter 41: Easy Kill
The bandits were on the move and nearby. The smoke above was indicative of that. Beside him, Paul grew restless.
"H-how many...?"
Dasha's ears listened carefully to the steps underneath them. He planned to ambush them by taking the high ground and hiding in the trees.
He breathed. He listened. He extended his senses with his training.
Qi Refining worked wonders for the senses—at least in theory. It was the first sub-level of cultivating Qi and the primary building block on how a martial artist refined their physical attributes. In an environment like this where tension was building, based on theory, his body would adapt and grow. His heart started to pump louder as their footsteps came closer.
An academic, a scientist, Dasha loved to experiment and it didn't matter if that involved himself. This was where he worked best. In the field, his mind and body functioned at their best.
Yet nothing came. He couldn't sense them like he wanted to. He heard them, he tasted the air in his mouth, the bark touching his hands, but the otherworldly Qi he desired did not exist.
The bandits appeared below. The man at the front with the katana composed himself with a different tinge. It was slight but it was there. Kazi took note of their weapons and levels, and then glanced at Paul.
The bandits weren't weak by any means. Levels 12 through 16, no doubt a difficult task for the level 9 Paul.
Dasha didn't care.
"Kill them all."