Fun fight

In the vast expanse of the snowy land, Jon faced off against the werewolf, his agile form ready for the impending clash. With each breath, he could feel his heart pounding with anticipation, his mind focused on the task at hand.

' I lack strength and speed. ' Jon thought. ' That is okay. I will end the fight with pure sword techniques. '

As the werewolf bared its fangs, its eyes filled with anger, Jon's senses heightened. Jon took a step back and kicked the face.

" Easy man. " Jon yelled. He stabbed his sword into the snow and stabilize the landing. Then he moved.

With a calculated step, Jon lunged forward, his body a blur of motion. The werewolf swings its fangs and claws.

Jon weaved between the werewolf's lunges and strikes. Some claws made their way to his face but he managed to deflect using his sword. The snow beneath his feet seemed to melt away as he danced around his opponent.

Jon slashed at the left side. But the werewolf didn't even flinch. He tried to scratch Jon's throat. It narrowly missed.

Jon jumped up and gave the wolf his kneecap. And using his head as ground, Jon backflipped.

Caleb growled in frustration, its eyes filled with a mix of fury and bewilderment. The realization that it was outmatched in terms of technique began to sink in. He was faster and stronger but he can't touch Jon. Each time he was about to touch Jon always escaped.

Jon on the other hand looked down at his sword. The slash was swallowed it lack weight even though he put every strength in it.

' Guess I need to focus. '

Jon closed between the two. He pointed the tip and thrust it. The blade went inside Caleb's chest but it was swallowed. It

Jon took back his sword this time he slashed at the face.

" Ahh. " Caleb yelled in pain.

He grabbed his face to stop the bleeding but his animal instinct alert him to dodge. So he followed.

Jon's eye was cold. He held the sword in both arms and took a step forward.

One.

Caleb jumped to the left side rolling his massive body. Jon followed.

Two.

Jon savoured the sensation of the ground beneath him. He felt the muscles in his calves and thighs engage, working in harmony to launch him forward. His eye locked on the prey he marked.

Three.

With a single, lightning-quick step, Jon vanished from his original position, leaving behind only a faint blur in the snowy air.

In the blink of an eye, he reappeared several meters ahead, seamlessly transitioning from one location to another. The sheer speed of his movement rendered him nearly imperceptible to the naked eye.

The gleaming blade slid smoothly back into its scabbard, the metallic sound of its homecoming resonating in the wintry air.

He smiled. There was no blood on the blade.

He looked behind at the body. Blood was colouring the snow. ' I am good at this. ' Jon thought.

He slowly walked toward Caleb and kicked his body to see the cut he made. It was deep he can see organs beating with life.

" Jon Snow. " Jon said. " Remember. Tell the Navy my name. "

After giving parting words, he left.

***

Amon sighed. He looked at the sea and sighed again.

" It is annoying. " Ethan said. He scratched his head with two hands because he was in handcuffs.

Amon shook his head.

Reime arrived at the deck with a warm meal. She gave it to Ethan. " Thank. It smells good. "

Reime sat on the stair and asked. " I heard you are a really good doctor. "

Ethan took a bite, chewed the meal and nodded. " Yeah. My sister told you guys a lot about me, right? "

" Not a lot. She said you are a lunatic. " Amon said. He pointed at his head. " And your brain is not that good. "

Ethan laughed. " She is so unserious. Some words were right. In short, I am a doctor who wants to know more about life. "

" Don't trust his word. "

Amon glanced at the recruit. The recruit was holding the spear.

he leaned on the spear.

Amon sighed again. A day had not passed and yet they had two members on the crew. Amon looked at Xander.

" And why are you taking the job to free Ethan? " Amon asked.

Xander yawned. " Money. I don't have any money to eat so Sophian said she will give me money if I free him. "

" And do you have the power to do that? " Reime asked but her gaze was on the sharp spear.

Xander nodded. " I believe in my spear. "

Ethan finished eating. Reime titled her head to the cabin. " Go wash. "

Ethan walked inside. " Wow. I thought the ship will be small. "

" Of course, it's not. My brother chose it carefully. " She yelled at Ethan.

Amon climbed up at the Crow's nest. Despite his wanting to coil in the corner he still must look out. " Xander, Look around for a bit, will you? Don't just sleep there. "

" Why? "

" Cause if the captain brings back unwanted people, we can at least have the time to prepare. " Amom sighed.

" Oh. I will try to listen to the voice. "

Amon gave up. He continued climbing.

As he sat in the crow's nest, time seemed to slow, as if frozen along with the winter landscape.

The weight of responsibility rested upon both their shoulders, for the fate of their journey and the safety of their crew lay in Jon's hands. And his duty was to carry that weight for Jon, not overload.

Suddenly, a distant figure emerged from the shore, striding purposefully towards the waiting vessel. The long wait was over.

As Jon climbed aboard, his presence brought a surge of energy to the ship. He sat on the deck waiting for all members to arrive.

Soon all members arrived at the deck waiting to hear words from Jon.

Jon threw the bag he carried at Ethan. " Here. Your sister gave it to you. She said ' Don't come back here, Dickhead. ' "

Ethan opened the bag and saw his books and a few medicines he treasured. He smiled. Although the parting words were rude, he knew her love for him.

" Where is the key? " He asked.

" In the bag. Well, now let's start the official formal meeting of this crew. " Jon clapped his hands with a smile.