After a momentary rest, Blade started walking cautiously along the dark tunnel path that seemed to sretch endlessly. But strangely, there was no more weapon like attacks. Having this short respite calmed Blade's state of mind. His concentration was almost spent due to his previous intimidation of the Grade Three Beetle. His head hurt a lot and it felt like millions of needles were poking around his head for juicy memories. Enduring this pain, Blade trudged on in the silent darkness when all of a sudden, he felt a subtle energy come in contact with him. He looked around but found nothing."Something's not quite right" Blade stopped as he observed his immediate surroundings. Upon noticing nothing, he shrugged and moved on but that subtle wave came back. Feeling annoyed, he decides to move faster so he could get to the source of the energy on time. But this was his mistake.......Over the next hour, he felt this wave like energy dozens of times but he kept his guard up just incase some ki

Feeling the after effects of this cleansing, Blade felt like soaking forever in this pool when he remembered something very embarassing. The stuff that had been accumulating down there couldn't be passed off as gas any longer. It had to come out in it's natural form.Soon, the improvements that he was getting was becoming smaller and smaller until it became almost non existent but that was the least of Blade's concern right now. All the pleasure he had been feeling reduced as he thought of what he could do to relieve himself urgently.Looking at this swirling vortex, it's force didn't seem to reduce at all. It just kept him trapped in the middle. That's when Blade realised this might not be all that good. The force of this vortex was greater than his maximum strength. He couldn't breakthrough it what he had to do was to find a way to slip out of it's range.But first, he had to answer nature's call or else, nature might pick it up forcefully on it's own.“Screw it!“ Blade grunted as h

"Foooool! why don't you f*****g run!!!" finally, Blade heard the voice that had been keeping him in suspense.The actual hell? Wasn't this the enchanting Degoserind that couldn't talk?"Still staring huh? Why don't I take the opportunity to give you payback for your previous abuses on me?" The beast stopped before Blade but then, it quickly noticed Blade's strange state."So the pressure immobilized you huh?" The Degoserind commented on Blade's state in distaste."Hmmph! such a weakling, I still have to carry you after all. You better not do anything funny at my back or else I'll drop you and make sure that the ancient ones get to you" The Degoserind harrumphed and picked Blade up before running away.Watching the speed of something was totally different from experiencing that same speed. Everything became a blur to Blade as the speed of the Degoserind had transcended the limits of Blade's knowledge. The thrill of experiencing such a mind blowing experience for free was amazing. H

Inner Base, 3 days ago, Cafetaria 020In a secluded corner where the eyes couldn't reach two people sat facing each other with a cup of unfinished water on the table.“What do you think about my offer?“ Alexa's calm voice could be heard as she spoke with a tone of self confidence.Twirling the half empty glass cup in his hands, Rodrick stared at the rippling water in the cup as he weighed his thoughts before speaking.“You say, there's a position in division twenty eight's special intelligence network for me and I'll be earning about 300 black mags a day, right?“ Rodrick's question finally broke through the silence.“You heard me well Mister, that's why I'm asking you what you think about my offer” Alexa threw back the ball into Rodrick's court with just a few words.“Fine! this offer is tempting but I would like to know your do's and dont's moreover, I thought there was a preference of females over there than men?““Of course! there's still the matter of the gender favoritism bu

Immediately, the kitchen door opened, what entered into the sights of the whole cafeteria 020 was a burly middle aged man in white kitchen aprons ad matching overalls. His face was dripping wet with sweat and in his right hand was an over sized kitchen frying pan that was covered in grease. Despite his somewhat over worked look, his apron was spot clean and there was just a streak of white on his head (which was obviously caused by interaction with flour on a deeper level) that gave him a refined and matured look.On his face, there was a disgruntled and annoyed look plastered like a pastry dough. Behind him were five frightened looking kitchen attendants who wore yellow ad black aprons with an insignia at the top left pocket saying 'Cooking fury'Slam! The kitchen door shut with a loud noise leaving the occupants of the cafeteria to imagine the fates of those miserable kitchen attendants. But they weren't distracted for once as the main show was just about to start.The waiter in fro