Linder noticed something different about her parents tely. They weren’t afraid, but they were nervous. It wasn’t hard to guess why—the Decade Beast Tide was coming.
She had heard the rumors from mercenaries passing through the base. Every ten years, a terrifying wave of beast attacks would sweep across the nd, led by multiple Yellow Soul-Ring Beast Leaders. Many bases had fallen in past tides, their defenses shattered under the sheer numbers and power of the invading creatures.
But Linder refused to believe that her parents were scared. No—they were worried for her. She was now old enough to fight. This time, she would fight.
At the Morning of the Beast Tide.The sun rose in a golden glow, but an unsettling pressure loomed over the horizon. Linder felt strangely calm as she stepped into the dining hall.
She ate her breakfast in silence before asking the butler, “Where are my parents?”
The butler, Chris, bowed slightly. “Lord and Madam are in the Lord’s office, discussing the Beast Tide.”
Linder sighed. “I’ll go check on them.”
She walked toward the office, knocking lightly before speaking. “Father, Mother, can I come in?”
A deep voice responded, “Yes, come in, daughter.”
She pushed open the heavy wooden doors, stepping into a room she hadn’t entered in years—not since she awakened her martial spirit.
The office was lined with wooden panels made from the remains of Yellow-Level Wood-Type Beasts. The room carried a refreshing aura, enhancing focus and calming the mind.
Linder looked at her parents, smiling confidently. “Don’t worry. I’ll be fine in this Decade Beast Tide.”
Lord Brandon and Lady Banitar stiffened in shock.
“So you know…” Lord Brandon murmured.
Linder chuckled. “How could I not? Mercenaries have been talking about it for months.”
Lord Brandon exhaled, rubbing his temples. “Ah, I forgot about that.”
Lady Banitar hugged his arm. “Your father is thinking like a parent,” she teased. “He forgot how to think like a Lord.”
Everyone ughed. The warmth of family momentarily eased the weight on their shoulders.
Next morning the dieaster arrive. suddenly—
A fierce aura spread through the entire base.
Linder and her parents rushed to the walls, staring into the distance as the first beasts emerged from the forest.
As the beadt wave began the soldiers tightened their grips on their weapons. Mercenaries adjusted their stances, prepared for a brutal battle.
Then, the first wave arrived.
Snake-like beasts slithered through the trees, their forked tongues flickering. Their venom could kill in seconds.
Behind them, boar-like beasts with more than four legs stomped forward, their thick bodies built for destruction.
And then—a rge feline figure leapt into view.
Linder squinted. No, not just a cat—it was a lynx-like beast, its fur bristling with electricity.
Despite the overwhelming number of creatures, the true threats were not yet present. The Beast Leaders had not shown themselves.
Lord Brandon raised his sword. “Defend the base!”
The battle erupted.
After a while the battle became chaotic. The boar beasts proved to be the most dangerous. Their charges disrupted formations, throwing soldiers into chaos.
The lynx beasts moved swiftly, targeting isoted soldiers and mercenaries.
The snake beasts were even worse—their venom could turn a small wound into certain death.
At first, the tide was shifting against them.
But then—
Lady Banitar raised her hand, summoning her Martial Soul—a Fluorescent Mushroom.
“First Soul Ring—Soothing Spore!”
A gentle green light spread across the battlefield, releasing spores into the air. The spores soothed and healed the soldiers, calming their minds and strengthening their focus.
The tide began to shift.
Then, Banitar activated her second soul skill.
“Second Soul Ring—Mushroom Fortification!”
A network of glowing mycelial threads spread across the battlefield, subtly weaving into the soldiers’ bodies. Their healing accelerated, their endurance skyrocketed, and they became resistant to venom.
The soldiers roared as their injuries closed, and their attacks grew sharper.
Now, the tide had truly turned in their favor.
A deafening roar shook the battlefield.
The ground trembled as a massive six-legged boar stepped forward.
Its stone-like armor gleamed under the sun, and its tusks glowed faintly with earthen energy.
“Ironhide Stonetusk!” Lord Brandon gritted his teeth.
If left unchecked, this beast could destroy the entire base.
Without hesitation, he rushed forward.
“Second Soul Ring—Poisonous Bind!”
Thick, green vines erupted from the ground, wrapping around the boar’s legs and torso. It struggled, but the poison weakened its movements.
But this wasn’t enough. Ironhide Stonetusk was a frontline tank, a beast that could survive multiple direct hits.
Lord Brandon took a deep breath.
“Third Soul Ring—Lingering Death Cloud!”
A green mushroom appeared in his hand, surrounded by a purple soul ring.
The mushroom exploded, releasing a thick, toxic cloud that enveloped the boar.
The beast screamed, its eyes and ears stung by the poisonous mist.
It stumbled, its powerful armor beginning to corrode.
The soldiers cheered. Victory seemed certain.
But then—
A shadow moved within the poisonous cloud.
A massive serpent lunged forward, its fangs gleaming with deadly venom.
Lord Brandon’s eyes widened—he was in trouble.
Blightfang Serpent.
A poisonous beast leader immune to toxins. The mist hadn’t slowed it down at all.
The serpent’s fangs came closer, aiming straight for his neck.
Too fast. He wouldn’t make it in time.
Suddenly—
A fsh of light.
“First Soul Ring—Psychedelic Bde Wave!”
A colorful, hallucinogenic energy ssh cut through the air, colliding with the serpent.
The beast froze, its body trembling as stunning and corrosion effects took hold.
Lord Brandon turned in shock—
It was Linder.
Her Martial Soul—a Psychedelic Mushroom—floated beside her, glowing with a faint purple aura.
The serpent sizzled, its scales corroding under the attack.
For a moment, time stood still.
The battle wasn’t over.
But now—
Linder was officially in the fight.
