Chapter 8 Success

The wind antelope was walking closer and closer to Olivier that was lying down but the wind antelope was ten steps away from Oliver it stopped and was looking everywhere like it sense something wrong. It was looking at the area where Oliver was hiding seriously and as it was looking at the spot Oliver was hoping seriously for the wind antelope to get closer.

What happened next shocked Oliver to his bone he knew that if the opportunity pass him by them he will not be able to get another and he would end up wasting all those time and preparation in vain. He saw the wind antelope turn its back and was about to leave. Oliver knew that if the wind antelope walk any further away from him then it will run off since it was already sensed a threat nearby.

As soon as the wind antelope turn his back on Oliver and was about to spring off, Oliver did not dare to waste the opportunity knew lying in place for six hours was not an easy deal.

Oliver jumped up by putting pressure on his leg so he jumped forward towards the wind antelope and with his left foot touching the ground from the first jump, he leaps when he landed him already at the back of the wind antelope it happened so fast and it was all done in some seconds, that even the wind antelope was able to grasp and run away.

As soon as Oliver was at the back of the antelope he did not waste time but struck the wind antelope with his sword at its back leg.

Oliver manage to cause a major injury, the right back leg of the wind antelope was cut with the bone showing, and the bone broke with blood rushing out like a broken water pipe. The wind antelope turned immediately and directed its horn at Oliver it manage to land a blow on Oliver's right hand that was holding the sword, it was his right hand that was stretched towards the wind antelope.

Oliver drew his hand back quickly but he was not fast enough, the tip of the wind antelope was already touching his hand as he drew his hand back, the horn of the wind antelope pierce his hand from his elbow joint drawing the injury down to his palm.

Blood started flowing out from Oliver's hand he shifted backward away from the wind antelope. The wind antelope face the direction it came from it released a cry of despair and started running in that direction, with its injury it was still fast when it was running away from Oliver.

With the eye of death the wind antelope was using all its strength to run away from death and behind the wind antelope was Oliver running after it with determination to capture it.

The blood that was flowing from Oliver's hand turned his sword to blood red, his sharp eyes were staring at the wind antelope with the zeal to kill, if people in Yellowstone were to see Oliver they won't believe what they would be seeing, the weak Oliver that always look like someone that was about to die and won't be able to hand any hard job was releasing a will to kill and might to win like there was no giving up when relating to this new Oliver.

Even Old Man Robin will also doubt it, if he was in the forest also it was like all of a sudden the young Oliver grew and he became mature enough to face the tough challenges of life without bowing down or turning his back on it but ready to face and settle with his own capability.

Oliver chased the wind antelope till when it was about to leave the valley, Oliver aimed at the left back leg of the wind antelope this time but he missed the target the wind antelope shifted to the side with Oliver's sword hitting nothing but thin air.

It was like the antelope was a lot wiser than before or it did not want to die and was doing everything to survive.

"So they are intelligent as the information I receive, that they quickly adapter to the changes around them, am thinking it is because of it intelligent that it was able to feel danger coming even before I acted," Oliver thought to himself with an easy smile on his face and continue with is chase.

Before Oliver could not even track of time, he had been chasing the wind antelope for almost thirty minutes and both he and the wind antelope did not look like they were running out of strength but rather they were burning with energy as they were running in the forest. Since Oliver tried to cut the wind antelope for the second time he had not got another chance.

"I wonder what it would have been like if this wind antelope was not injured by me and could run very well, I am not sure if I could get close to it, if it was at its peak, I would have probably given up on chasing it and try to come up with a better plan to catch another wind antelope".

"I wonder if it is this difficult to catch a wounded wind antelope that one of the lowest rank spirit beasts to capture here in the ninth forest I wonder how the middle grade and top grade would feel like. How difficult it will be to capture them dead and would it be to capture them alive, the risk involved will be so high". Oliver thought to himself and at the back of his mind, he was thinking of how he will survive in this world just to get an apartment he had been going through a lot then what about other things?

Oliver got to the side of the wind antelope, the antelope was already tired from running with full energy and from loss of blood this time before it could dodge a strike landed on its neck and it gave out a miserable cry before it fell on the ground and die.

"yesssss. I finally did it!" Oliver roared with laughter.

"Grandfather useless is about to get strong" Tears started to fall from his eyes