If a bird would look down, it would see a stadium explode as if by a terrorist attack. If a normal human would look at it, it would seem like the stadium had been blown up by a blue explosion.
That was pretty much the case. And if you were on the inside of the stadium, all you would see would be… well… nothing. Because the explosive mana was so outrageous that it blinded everyone inside. A strong wind blew everyone away, like a shock wave with force much resembling that of a nuke.
All the competitors, along with the referee, were blown away. It took a few minutes for the dust to clear, although in the midst of it, it was rather easy to see that the origin of this great power was none other than him - The bard, Illien Stocks.
“Illien, you gotta stop!” Azazel yelled from a distance, trying to
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“Ugh… my head…” Andrey grabbed onto his head, picking himself up from the ground.What the heck just happened…The battle-mage looked around and found himself to be the only person still in the stadium.“Everyone? Illien?” He asked, looking around.“Dea’n’ha? Are you there?”He walked around, but nobody was there to reply.“Azazel?”“Niko?”“Aluca?” He screamed out their names in wait of a response, but none followed.
Andrey looked around and noticed everyone looking at him awkwardly.“What happened?” Dea’n’ha asked with concern, as she saw the sudden black pillar of mana that nobody had ever seen until now.At the sound of her voice, Andrey’s red eyes gazed upon her as if a predator sought his prey. He expanded his hand forward and an incredible amount of power froze her. He clenched his fist so hard that his bones were heard cracking. At that moment, black mana consumed Dea’n’ha. She appeared to start to faint. The real effect of the black mana wasn’t really known. One thing was certain. Dea’n’ha was dying. Again. And by Andrey’s hand. Again.“What the fuck!?”“What’s he doing!?”
Ugh… The darkness... again.Oh, wait! It’s white now.Where exactly… am I again?Is there a way that I WOULDN’T lose my mind? I’m trapped inside my head most of the time. Gimme a break, please…Andrey walked a few steps forward into nothingness.A low bassy sound traveled with great speed from behind. He turned around to follow the sound, but there was no visible object as it went past
Speak up. It’s me. Don’t hide.I know you’re there. Both of you.Stop hiding. Come out.I don’t feel like walking endlessly in here, so how about you two just appear like you usually do.While plotting his revenge up there on that icy and cold mountain peak, Andrey knew that he would need more power, more than he used to have, so he could successfully survive, and also be able to achieve anything.As he was sitting there, the tears on his face had already frozen, as he meditated and tried to discover a technique through which he would dive into his inner world at any time he wanted.
My strength… is half of what it used to be. It’s been too many days. I lost track of them. I still haven’t eaten anything. I don’t want to recover my mana, because I believe that if all of my blue mana is cleared out, then I would be able to tap into the black mana pool that I have.Though since the first time I thought of this already has been more than several weeks.I have used up almost everything and I feel like I’m about to collapse. My body feels weak. I’m reinforcing myself with mana so I can keep on walking.Last time I drank water, I noticed something strange… My eyes. I’m like a vampire. They are red.I know that they used to turn red before when
“Amryr, which is the closest town in this direction?” Andrey asked the boy who had cried out all his tears and simply followed along his savior now."Behind those mountains ahead”, the boy pointed forward, “East-City. It’s the nearest city. I know because daddy used to go there from time to time.”Interesting.“Oh? Your daddy went to the city? What for?”This family seemed like outcasts. Literally. They hunted for food; they chopped trees for warmth and went to the river for water. What could have the man done in the city?“I don’t really know. He never told me. He would be away for a week and then come back. Just as smiling as ever…” t
It was less than a few kilometers out of the east side of East-City where the bandit crew led Andrey and Amryr into a cave.Just a few meters after entering it, there were strange symbols drawn on the very cave, signaling that it was bandit territory.Andrey only observed and moved along. He didn’t feel threatened by those weaklings. Amryr observed everything with huge interest, as he had never been at such a place before. He knew there were caves, but never really got inside one.After embracing the coldness that a cave had to offer inside it, the group was met by a few bandits who stood guard.They recognized the bruises on Scar - the bandit who first raised a hand against Andrey. The guards let the group pass and enter deeper into the cave.
I see. So he is more than meets the eye… But that’s not really a surprise. I expected this.It seems he doesn’t know that my mana is halved, or at least not yet. Perhaps he might think I am conceiving it.Onyx squeezed Andrey’s hand considerably hard and pulled it to the side in an attempt to dis-balance him. The leader’s right hand was already flying towards his opponent’s stomach, but as he thought the hit would be successful, Andrey had already a plan behind this.From the palm, Andrey released a burst of mana that would serve as the recoil from when you fire a gun.This concluded with a powerful slap across Onyx’s face. As for the incoming attack towards the black-mage’s stomach, it was hi