Run!
Kai didn’t need to heed his Perception. All the fibers of his muscles, his bones, his soul were screaming, urging him to run. The only reason Kai didn’t act on those urges was the faint trembling he could sense in Arlen.
Arlen was feeling it. They all were feeling it. A monstrous danger beyond their capabilities, beyond reasoning. Kai looked back and found Simon. He was struggling to keep the broomstick at its height, his lips pressed into a thin line.
Shae was almost petrified. A remarkable statue. Her eyes were wide open, wind smashing the white, making them red. Her blond hair flailed, like a thousand threads of silk made of sunlight.
Kai took a deep breath, spitting out the fear. This is the last hurdle, he told himself. This is the last stretch. One last lunge. It will be over then. After his mother’s death, Kai had only himself to motivate him. Even if others had been willing to help him, Kai had lost the ability to trust for even considering that option.
No, it won’t be over, Kai corrected himself. This isn’t the last hurdle; It is the first step on the path to bring mother and father back. It is the door to Absolute Power.
Arlen stirred the broomstick forward, slowly but steadily. Simon and Shae followed in the shadow of Arlen’s courage. As they kept nearing the town, the thunderstorm seemed to take one step towards them. The wind was intensifying every few hundred meters. And only one thing was in their favor.
Mr. Beedle had woken up.
“Yes, get me there,” the mad wizard said. “Others are waiting for me in the town.”
“My lord,” Arlen shouted, balancing the broom. “Can something be done about the wind?”
Kai got the shock of his life when Mr. Beedle took out his wand. Even Arlen forgot to blink at the sight. It was just a passing request, Kai knew. They had never thought that Mr. Beedle would really take action.
“Sure can, good lad. You two!” the grand wizard said, beckoning Simon and Shae with one hand. “Stay close to us.”
Simon came rushing. The half creepy smile on his face had returned.
When they had come close enough, Mr. Beedle flicked his wand, rotating his wand-arm in circles. Suddenly, the wind weakened. Kai could feel an invisible layer of Mana around them, much like the one around Hidden Moor Hills.
Kai’s resolve to seek dark wizards was strong, but seeing this, it hardened like a rock.
This is magic! Kai told himself. And I will have it; at any cost.
Arlen picked up the pace then, unworried about the murderous wind. But even the magic wasn’t enough to cancel out the noise. If he couldn’t see it, Kai would have thought some high-tech bombs were going off. Kai could see though. He saw those bolts of lightning, realizing its nature was abnormal beyond doubt.
Hidden under the thunder and flashes was evil and pure Mana. Kai couldn’t have differentiated between the two if he hadn’t experienced it before. He remembered the pain brought by the official wizard’s spell. It still lingered within him, its memory giving him shivers now and then. Kai also remembered the pillar of light. Mr. Beedle’s spell, full of rage and justice.
Both were magic, sharing the same core. But there also weren’t two things more different from each other.
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I still know too little, Kai reflected. Almost nothing.
ROAR!
The sudden roar thundered in Kai’s mind, seeping into him, in his blood, trying to burst his brain. Blood seeped out of his ears, and Kai could feel a sweetness between his teeth too.
What was that?! Kai asked himself, panting, locking his legs around the broomstick. Arlen wasn’t faring any better. His face had gained a blue tinge, and the broom was shaking like never. If it wasn’t for Mr. Beedle’s magic, they would have already fallen. To their death.
“Captain!” Simon called out, closing in on Arlen. “Shae’s gone… What was that roar?” Simon’s state was bloodier than Kai’s. How he had managed to stay in the air was a mystery. It became an even bigger mystery when Kai saw he was keeping Shae’s unconscious figure from falling off the broomstick.
“I…” Arlen struggled to utter words. “I don’t know, and I don’t think we should know.”
Kai and others looked at Mr. Beedle, hoping to get some answers. But even he looked puzzled. It didn’t take for the three Contestants to guess that the origins of that roar lay in another random world.
Soon Arlen landed the broomstick just on the Dufftown’s outskirts. The thunderstorm was all around them, and black-gray clouds had shadowed the sky. Lightning crackled, and beastly roars surrounded them, imprisoning their senses.
We don’t belong here, Kai told himself. We are too weak for something at this level.
Suddenly, the darkness receded. Everything seemed to have brightened up. It should have given Kai and others some relief, but their faces had become ashen. The Perception, which once had urged them to run, also gave up. You are dead, it said. None can save you.
Kai, Arlen, and Simon all reluctantly lifted their heads, feeling the heat on their faces. Flames. A massive Fire Column; Fire Tornado; Firefall, if one must give it a name, was coming towards them. There was no escaping it, and there was no defense against it. Only Mr. Beedle was their hope, but he had become a mute again.
I’ll kill him, Kai fumed. He had never found someone so unpredictable.
“Simon…” Arlen whispered, stumbling back. But they all knew no amount of water bullets were enough to put out this fire. Everything had gone silent. And only the silence of death could overcome so many ear-splitting thunders.
Haha!
A hearty laugh tried to break it. The silence persisted a moment before submitting. Kai saw a hooded man appearing in front of them. He was tall, his back straight, and there was a power within him which made Kai’s mouth go dry.
The man’s hands moved in quick succession. Kai couldn’t see what he was doing, but the man soon shouted out, the voice even heavier than his laugh.
“Earth Style: Mud Wall!”
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