Chapter 49: Chapter 49: Favorite Color

'Oh..." Oz's mouth hung agape as he looked around in awe.

Outside the curtains he had just walked out from, the scene in front of him was what could only be described as gorgeous.

The interior had a thin green carpet running from the curtained area all the way down the hallway.

The surrounding walls and floor looked to be made entirely of pristine marble that softly glistened under the golden chandeliers that shone with a proud emerald glow.

The spacious hall stretched on for what seemed like miles, and the ceiling stretched to around 50ft (15m) high.

As he continued to gawk in amazement, his expression hardened as a memory stood out to him, 'this place is kinda like that auditorium where that old dude "banished" me...'

Now with a suspicious glint in his eyes, his mind continued to race, 'where am I?..'

Yet his thoughts were interrupted by the woman in green who stood only a few steps away with a slight bow, "if you'll follow me this way."

Oz looked at her with a blank expression while inwardly squinting at her, 'she would have no reason to heal me up just to ambush me unless...'

"I'll be fine." the boy firmly spoke out.

"Excuse me?" the woman responded.

Oz looked down at his raggedy clothes and filthy body, covered in dried dirt and sweat.

His chocolate-colored skin was stained even deeper shade from the muck, yet he continued, "I'd rather not bathe. I'll just take the clothes and go and meet my friend."

Oz could feel a look of disgust from the woman through the veil, yet she hesitantly responded, "a-are you sure? The bathing area is incredibly luxurious, and you can even have dutiful beauties bathe you."

The boy only inwardly laughed at this, 'Oh? Trying to ensnare me with the prospects of beauties? Is this what they call a honeytrap?'

However, his face shone with an aloof, confident smile, "I'll be fine! I just wanna meet my friend so he knows I'm okay."

The woman now looked at Oz differently, as if her face said, "oh, so he's just a moron."

With that, she sighed and walked down the hallway as she called out to him, "Fine, follow me, please."

The boy inwardly snickered at this as he called out innocently, "Okay, thanks a bunch, miss!"

The woman rolled her eyes as Oz followed behind.

After silently walking for around 15 minutes through the luxurious hallway, the woman trailed off to the right of the green carpet, and the pair arrived at a marble wall that looked no different than the surrounding ones.

Looking at this confusion, Oz peeled his eyes as he waited to see what this woman was up to.

However, upon closer inspection, he realized there was something different about this "wall."

This wall that was perhaps really a door was marbled white with intricate green carvings that let out faint pulses of light.

This door looked like it could fit a heftily-sized figure, stretching wide enough to fit 3 grown men and reaching over 7ft (2m) tall.

The woman walked up the wall as a subtle green aura danced around her arm and pressed her palm against one of the symbols.

Her fingers looked to be dancing as complex hand signs and shapes made their way around the door.

A finger was always touching the door frame, and finally, after what felt like seconds and somehow also hours of the entrancing movement, a creaking sound was let out by the door.

The woman, whose back was still turned to him, called out, "the door is open."

Yet, as Oz lifted his foot to step forward, a green object sped towards him through the air.

PLOP

He lifted his hand up, catching the surprise object, and looked down to see a bundle of neatly folded clothes.

At the top of this bundle was an uncollared long sleeve green shirt that was silky to the touch and had golden stitching beautifully laced throughout the collar and sleeve cuff area.

Oz thought to himself as he observed, 'heh, green was never my favorite, but oh well, I guess.'

Being completely bare at the top and having only rags to serve as a poor excuse for pants, the boy unwrapped the neatly folded bundle and threw the shirt on, wrinkling it in the process.

"Uhhh!" the woman called out as Oz's arms were stretched up and the shirt was halfway on, causing him to pause.

He lifted the bottom portion of the shirt up, peaking through, "somethin' wrong?"

 

Oz could nearly see her face as a ripe red through the veil as she asked him, "do... do you need help?"

Oz lifted his eyebrows, giving a confused look as the woman continued, "this... these are clothes many would consider an honor to wear and can be very delicate if not worn properly."

The woman then calmed her breathing and took a step forward whilst doing her best to give off a serene and loving aura, "Usually those in the bathing area would help you dress, but seeing as how you've chosen not to, I can make an exception and help you."

The woman slowly exhaled through her nostrils.

Clearly, that was difficult for her to get out; however, what was said next was like a massive blow to her ego.

"Pshh, if it's so delicate, why am I wearin' this to the tournament?" the boy across her responded with a blank look.

WOOOOSH!!

A subtle wind nicked him on the cheek, causing a drop of blood to drip down slowly.

The woman's serene aura was replaced with that of a boiling kettle doing her best to contain her rage, "I'd advise you to watch your tongue, especially considering who it was that sponsored you and your friend's recovery."

Oz simply gazed back at her, his black eyes containing a soulless stare, "noted."

With that, he fully snuggled into the shirt, popping his snowy head through the hole and shoving his arms out through the sleeves.

He then ripped off his pants, which neither he nor the woman acknowledged as his bare-naked bum hopped into the green pants with similar golden etching around the borders of the clothing.

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The clothes were a bit loose and seemed around 2 sizes too big.

Upon looking at this, Oz only shrugged his shoulders.

However, the woman across from him slowly stepped forward as she spoke, "and the final step," with a green aura surrounding her arm once more, her gentle fingers firmly pressed onto his chest, causing an emerald light to spread out from the clothes as they tightened onto his body.

The baggy clothing no longer felt like a soft blanket wrapped around him, nor did it even feel like compression wear but like his own skin.

Finally, the emerald light died down, and Oz looked down, lifting his hands and arms as he observed the changes.

The woman spoke proudly as she watched him, "these clothes will boost your abilities and can even shrug off a hit from a tier above, consider it a reason to be thankful to your sponsor."

Oz lifted his eyebrows in shock as he heard this, "oh. preciate' it."

The veiled woman only slightly bowed at this before turning to her side and pointing towards the door, "your friend awaits you."

Oz swaggered forward, forcefully yanking open the door as he did so; however, his brash demeanor was deterred by what lay before his eyes.

There in front of the green-clad runt were piercing rays of milky green that spilled from out of the door, nearly blinding the boy as he looked away and stepped back.

Finally, as the green spillage of light died down into sauntering flickers, the boy was left gawking in amazement as a mere "damn" softly escaped his lips.

The woman, seemingly amused by this, chuckled as she stepped forward with her hands behind her back, speaking in a hushed whisper, "do be careful in this tournament."

A green light seeped through her veil, seemingly mesmerizing Oz, yet she crept forward.

Her tender lips that were covered by the facial covering pressed through, forming a plump kissing shape against his muddy cheeks, "little... pleasure toy."

 

And with a sudden push, she shoved him through the doorway, yet the boy's facade of stupidity had nearly shattered as his eyes nearly widened in shock, staring right into her teasing smile that looked akin to that of a devil staring through his soul.

Yet, he had morphed the look of shock into that of an eyebrow raised, feigning confusion, or at least, that's what he hoped.

The light warped around him, bending and shifting his body into extremities of large and small before finally squishing him altogether and sending him whizzing down.

WOOOOSHHH!!

And off he went.

The light from the door began to vanish as it slowly closed on itself.

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