Bastian stood at the entrance of the arena, as focused as he had never been before.Before he had walked into the arena, nothing had felt strange, everything had seemed normal to him. However, the moment he stepped into the arena, the moment he saw his opponent, everything changed.His opponent was very mysterious. It was a person draped in a hooded, dark cloak from head to toe. The opponent was also quite short. Bastian already knew this much, because, like him, this opponent had been a wild card, an unexpected and unheard of opponent who had cruised through the competition.Everyone assumed it was a woman, due to the painted fingernails that would sometimes protrude out of the cloak. They had decided to call her the Heavy Flash. The reason for this was due to her particularly odd fighting style.She was a very quick but abnormally heavy warrior. So far, no one had been strong enough to reveal what attribute she was, but due to her abnormal speed, most w

"Indeed, the match is over. It is Bastian's loss." Kenshin's words struck the group like thunder; they were all surprised at his words, except for Kai."Indeed, I'm afraid Bastian has met his match, this match is indeed over.""Kai, Kenshin, What are you talking about? Do you not see the monstrosity of the spell in front of us? How on earth is it Bastian's loss?" Shasha asked in a perturbed tone."Be at ease young master, you will see soon enough."The moment Kai finished talking; the so called 'monstrosity' that Bastian had created disappeared into nothingness as if it had never existed. Shasha stood up from his seat, shocked. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that not only had the winds completely subsided, but Bastian's figure was buried in the ground, as if it had been smashed-in by an incredible force.And, oddly enough, Heavy Flash had not moved from her previous position!...Pressure magic was Bastian's creation. It was the c

During Bastian's stay in the Sovereign Continent he noticed one crucial thing. Something that he believed would give him the edge over other cultivators in what he thought was a forsaken world, especially now that he had resolved himself to aim for the top, or rather to survive; Bastian firmly believed that his knowledge of science would be his key to survival.The Sovereign Continent was a place where only one language was spoken throughout the entire land, a place where only one currency dominated the entire economy, a place where things like; looks, fame, intelligence or any other factor, could possibly make someone the focus of other people's admiration, all paled to one thing. That one thing just happens to be both a language and a currency, that one thing is... power. Bastian believed he could change this line of thinking, and his first step would be this matchAs most people grow up they are taught that in the face of power, all other things bow in reverence. If

A flustered Bastian was walking up and down the isles in his most favorite part of the household. Usually the sight of so many books would ease his scholarly heart. It would soothe him and bring him closer to the answer he was looking for. As he walked, he squeezed the rubber ball in his hand like his life depended on it. Yet neither the ball nor the marvelous sights of the library could soothe his soul."Kenshin did you seal the room?" Kenshin stood by Bastian's makeshift office and noded. At the moment it was only the two of them within the library. As soon as Bastian heard Vermalaen's name he left the meeting with Kenshin in tow. The duo said nothing as they left and their expressions left a heavy atmosphere in what was a cheerful and rather uneventful meeting. Bastian headed straight for the library, and once he entered, he requested for Kenshin to seal the room so sound would not leak telepathically. The library was quite big so Kenshin said it would take some time, so B

Tyson Cole had prepared a feast in honor of his sister's return from her long and no doubt arduous journey. The table was lined with exquisite treats of the highest quality. If it was expensive and it tasted good, then it would be found for sure if one searched on the long table.This event was supposed to be a happy and cheerful one; Tyson had even hired musicians and bards to provide entertainment. While the entertainment was certainly performing, barely anyone in the room was entertained.The reason for this tension was the table itself, or rather how it was arranged. On one side you had Kenshin, Bastian, V, Ben and Lang. On the other side you had Sula, Tyson, Vermalaen, Gareth and the young Eliza Cole, who previously masqueraded, as the Heavy Flash in the Elite Gladiator League against Bastian.Ever since that match the young lady had been extremely angry. She could not make heads or tails of the events that had occurred during the fight. She clearly had the