Just Another Unforgettable Day

As the tension escalates in the forest, the bandit leader remains mounted on his horse. He draws his sword, and the blade starts to emit an intense blue glow. With a momentary hesitation, he subtly nudges his horse's thigh, encouraging the animal to gallop forward.

"Please, chief, I have children! I..." Jorge begins to speak, desperate, in an attempt to appeal to the leader's compassion. His eyes reflect a mixture of fear.

The scene is swift, almost like a blur of light. The sword's blade shines with an ethereal blue so intensely that it almost seems invisible. The cutting beam of light moves in a precise and deadly motion, meeting Jorge's neck in an instant. The man's head is separated from his body in the blink of an eye. The light on the sword's blade vanishes, leaving behind a gruesome sight of his brutal execution.

Jorge's head falls to the ground before he can finish his pleas for mercy, ending his words in sudden silence. The forest becomes even darker and more sinister with blood staining the bushes. The bandit leader, impassive and relentless, shows that there is no place for weakness or emotional appeals in his cruel and ruthless world.

The brutality of the scene leaves Johnny intrigued. He silently contemplates, "His talent seems to be related to a blade charged with a powerful aura. It cut through the neck bones like butter. This is fascinating!"

The fourth member of the gang, whose perception seemed sharp, wastes no time and shares his observations with the chief: "Chief, I'm sensing the presence of another child nearby. She can't be far. What do you think, should we try to find her or head back to camp? So far, I haven't felt any sign of the lord's soldiers in the region."

Johnny, concealed among the trees, is surprised by the fourth gang member's ability. He reflects on the situation: "Damn, they clearly have a tracking talent. But it seems their accuracy isn't absolute."

The chief ponders his subordinate's suggestion, "Well, today we've already had a great harvest. But two slaves are better than just one. Stay alert. If you sense any danger approaching, we'll leave immediately."

While observing the situation from his hiding place in the trees, Johnny has a moment of recognition, "I remember! I know her! That child was in the church, the first fool to volunteer. Carlos, if I recall correctly. Well, it doesn't matter. I need to come up with a plan. They'll hunt me, that I'm sure of. I have to act before I become the prey. I'll use the element of surprise! " His mental gears start to turn as he devises a plan to stay one step ahead of the bandits.

The tracker widened his eyes, looking up at the source of the disturbance in the air. "What is that in the sky?" His voice carried a mix of astonishment and fear.

As he spoke, the rune in the sky pulsed with an ethereal light, creating a magical spectacle that seemed taken from ancient legends. Suddenly, as if the universe responded to Johnny's command, a colossal stone, weighing several tons, materialized in the air. The imposing presence cast a shadow over everyone present. As it descended toward the ground, the air buzzed with electricity, charged with the promise of a massive impact.

The world seemed to freeze for a moment before being shattered by the deafening sound of the collision.

"Kaboom!" The stone struck the ground violently, sending tremors through the earth and creating an explosion of dust and rock fragments. The resulting shockwave swept through the area, lifting those present off the ground and leaving a haze of dust in the air.

Johnny, sporting a confident smile and a spark of enthusiasm in his eyes, eagerly delved into his explanation: "Now, let me elaborate on the third aspect of my abilities, which might sound a bit intricate. You see, the beauty of it is that the object doesn't necessarily have to be thrown directly from my hand. I have the remarkable capability to release it from up to 20 meters away, which is quite extraordinary! However, there is a limitation – I can't make it materialize in a location already occupied by solid matter; it only works in areas with gaseous spaces."

"Meet the 'Emission!'" Johnny whispered, watching the chaos he had just unleashed, with a mixture of admiration and awe gleaming in his eyes.

As the dust began to settle, revealing the wreckage and the landscape transformed by the impact, a blue-tinged blade emerged from the debris, slicing the massive stone in two as if it were butter. The blade shone brightly on the ground, as if it were a piece of the night sky captured in steel, now tinted with the remnants of the power it had just unleashed.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Get into formation!" the chief shouted, his eyes brimming with determination as he held the blue-bladed sword firmly. His voice echoed through the battlefield as the warriors around him hurried to align themselves, their armor gleaming in the sunlight breaking through the dust clouds.

Meanwhile, Johnny observed the scene, his thoughts a whirlwind of surprise and strategy. "Is he unharmed? It must be a joke!" he whispered to himself, disbelief coloring his words. "He cut a stone the size of a house in half? But it seems like I hit their tracker, which isn't bad!"

Luiz's words cut through the air, filled with urgency and desperation. "Chief, your brother is dead! I can't sense his life energy! We need to go! The enemy may be too powerful!"

The chief, whose once fearless eyes were now clouded with tears, looked down at the lifeless body on the ground with disbelief. It was his brother, his faithful companion through thick and thin since childhood. Memories of their childhood flooded his mind: playing in the fields, sharing adventures, and the unbreakable bonds that only brothers can understand. They had faced the world together, building memories that were more than mere recollections; they were the essence of their very existence.