The Mighty Dragon Warrior

“Get out of my way.” Jacob Lynch softly advised and then disappeared in a flash step. A fallen bamboo leaf disintegrated under
his step and blew off into the wind.
Flash step? I can do that too!
Flint Young’s eyes glinted. He lifted his thigh and swung the tip of his toes, in one move, he rushed toward Jacob’s calf like a
crane aiming for a fish with its beak.
The fawn gave a small whimper from the gust of the wind.
“Daddy, be careful!” A timid voice called out to Jacob.
In that instant, there was a rush of adrenaline that flowed down to his thigh.
Bang.
The air around them rolled off in waves when Flint made contact with Jacob’s thigh. He immediately rebounded as though he
had collided with a diamond surface. His face was full of surprise.
The leaves fell around them as Jacob turned to look at his daughter.
“What did you just call me?” He asked his daughter quietly, doubting what he had heard.
“Daddy...” Heidi Lynch said meekly while tilting her head at Jacob to show her rosy cheeks and shy expression.
After a moment of silence, Jacob’s eyes shone brightly, and he shouted, “Hey!”
A few meters away, Moira Thornborough let out a depressed sigh, and to her side, Keysha had a face of confusion.
Isn’t it just a common address? Why is he so excited?
On the other side, Flint had flown about six meters away, breaking a couple of bamboo branches and falling heavily to the
ground. He lay on the ground in pain and flabbergasted.
What had just happened?
Jacob half kneeled on the ground and ecstatically pulled his daughter into his embrace.

“My dear daughter, you finally called me daddy!”
Heidi leaned into his embrace with her hands tightly clenched and a shy expression on her face.
Jacob was basking in this happiness when a gust of wind coming from the outside of the bamboo forest cut through them.
F*ck it!
A burst of murderous energy surged through him. He raised his head, and it was as though time stood still as a foot-long arrow
came flying at them. In a blink of an eye, the arrow pierced through the air, and the leaves around them crinkled from the force.
With a hand on his daughter’s back, Jacob caught the arrow with his thumb and forefinger. His hand radiated electricity and
crackled.
“Good catch!” A voice praised him from outside the forest, but even as the voice called out, there was a rustling in the trees.
Suddenly, there was a wisp in the air, and the trees in the bamboo forest swayed to reveal three arrows coming at them with
great speed.
Rage surged in Jacob, and he broke the steel arrowhead in his hand when he saw the helplessness in Moira and the others. He
swung his arm and struck his palm out, and just like a hurricane, the fallen leaves on the floor started to rise up in the air, twirling
and circling in the sky. The sounds created by the rustling of the leaves were so loud that nothing else could be heard.
Not far from all this, the fawn tiredly raised its head to look up with its teary eyes. It whimpered while its body continued to be
showered with dry leaves.
After a while, there was a clatter as the three arrows fell to the clean ground in smithereens.