83 Long last result

"Estel? Why did you wake me up?" I asked him because I didn't think there was a real purpose in waking me up. I don't think anything was happening to me on the surface.

"Tears were falling down your face, I did not know what to do so I woke you up." A quick answer came out from his dried mouth, some sand on his lips. Large circles under his eyes and grey skin instead of his typical vibrant skin color. He is tired of this place, but somehow it feels like it's my fault. Only since I came, did he start having those weird problems in his mind. The escape is hard for him, he wants to go to the real world, try to at least. But his problems slowly started appearing back from when he put them in the coffin. Those old emotions that now will be unveiled once we leave this place… He won't survive it.

"Well, I was training." My answer made him look at me from a different angle. Something of suspicion in his eyes, a weird kind of embarrassment as well. Feeling of inferiority.

"Training? What do you mean?" He wanted to know the answer, he sat down on the bed right beside me and I leaned more towards the wall behind me correcting my position. Sitting in a much more comfortable way straightening my back.

"You know when you told me that you can train on your own in your mind?" Once again, more questions but this time I know the answer since I asked myself. The tables have turned, now I am the one knowledgeable.

"No, there is no way. You can train infinitely? When did you do that?" I love being the one being asked and not the one questioning.

"Yeah, I don't know exactly why it appeared but apparently when I start imagining, well, anything. A vision of a light thing appears. Firstly, it was just pure light but as I was getting stronger and started having fewer issues with fighting it, the thing started changing. It grew skin, then hair and muscle. Now… I don't really know what it could be. But I certainly know that that person may be related to me." When I explained it, Estel looked at me with a very odd look. He was happy but embarrassed at the same time, the feeling of inferiority was in his eyes, they were shining almost. Showing that he truly cares.

"I am sorry Hayden… I wasn't able to teach you anything beyond the weapon world and all that." Estel seemed a lot better now than he was before. The feeling of being inferior to me when it comes to training gave him a new spark in the eyes. The spark of rivalry and challenge. "But how did you manage to create him? I mean, from my master's stories. Most of the time it worked in an entirely different way. You had to see your opponent and be able to create scenarios before fighting him. Imagining all the possibilities." He added while looking into his hand with a smile on his rather shallow face.

"Well, it's not like I don't see him. It's more that I don't know where he came from…" I don't want to tell him about my deal with the devil that now… Was actually useless, the general saved us from the monsters which I didn't even take into consideration.

"Let's spar, your blade shall show what you've learned." He wants to fight, this time. He has no chance, before, the man who feared even training. I am nowhere, developed to a certain extent, severely increasing my confidence.

"Are you sure?" As I asked he created two dark swords. He was already standing and his sword right in front of me on the ground. A thought, a single thought in my mind appeared and gradually started creating mad scenarios. "What if I kill him by accident?" This is how sure I am of my newly learned power. The strength I got when fighting the thing, even if it was just my mind, I felt it all gradually changing my body into something a lot stronger. I felt my tissue harder, muscles bigger and almost rocklike, yet, my body hasn't changed its shape in any way. Not increasing, not changing. But I felt it being stronger, a lot stronger, energy pumping through my vines. I stood up, looked at Estel who had a large smile at that point. I leaned down to take a stick, but something very weird occurred. Something that I would never expect to happen, something that was amazing but scary at the same time. My own body started rejecting the dark energy. When I tried to pick up the dark sword, it was blown away and punctuated into the wall.

"Holy s*it. What was that?" Estel asked, not believing what just happened. It just went straight into the wall, only the handle was sticking out. I approached it and tried to take it out, but this time it blew me away instead. I hit the world hard enough to make me bleed and even less luck adding to it, I munched on my own tongue almost biting it off completely.

"What the hell is going on!" Matthew screamed while looking at me from his bed, I didn't believe myself, but it was real. My body started rejecting the darkness itself, I cannot… Touch the dark.

"Estel, I have a request, I know it will be hard to fulfill, but please. Attack with a stick with your full force." The elf looked at me, once again not believing. Even more, his eyes went a lot larger, his jaw dropped a little. But he swallowed the remaining spit in his mouth and gulped. Then a stick appeared in his hand, slowly creating itself from a spiral of sheer black.

"You know I don't want to do it, Hayden." He added, I then was already standing in the middle of the room, exposing my chest to him. I want to know what is actually going on with my body at this point, and later learn why it actually rejects it… I don't understand it.

Estel started running at me with the stick in his right hand, a blow from the right. He started winding up right in front of me, the swing coming from behind his back with all of his waists power also imbuing the attack. I closed my eyes because of shock, a natural thing in human bodies. But I didn't feel anything even five seconds after, slowly I opened my one eye. What I saw was… Unexpectable. Estel was blown away instead of me, he and the weapon were both on the wall and once again the weapon was in the wall itself with half of it sticking out from our part of the room. Matthew went to the iron bars to see if the guards were moving.

"Guys, go on your beds. The guards are coming." Matthew was also confused but tried to keep his composure while watching the weird show put in front of him. Marcus clearly wasn't interested but was still concerned enough to go to the bed. The guards slowly walked by not noticing holes in the wall, a small for the weapons and a large one for the human. Somehow they didn't notice it. They walked by and didn't say a word therefore I and Estel once again stood up, knowing that we are safe for another couple of minutes.

"S*it, it hurts. I don't know how it works, but when I tried to hit you with the staff, there was like a barrier right before your skin. It then just blew me away to the distance. F*ck, it hurts like hell." He was entirely back once again, it's good that explained to him about the being, it helped him to go back to his old ways. To the Estel, I like to be friends with.

"Are you able to create spells? Can you, like, throw a fireball at me? Or something in that direction." Estel's face went sour, he rolled his eyes for an unknown reason.

"I can…" He answered but he wasn't very happy about that. Once again we stood at the same distance between each other, me exposing my chest to increase his accuracy. His hand was covered in a black mass, just a ball of pure darkness. Didn't resemble an element or anything of that way, it was just straight up, black. Devouring colors around it but not as much as the hole I saw recently.

"Come on, don't be scared." He didn't want to look but wanted to at the same time, he just didn't know what to do exactly, so he just threw the ball in my direction. I closed my eyes once again but had to open them instantly right after because of the heaviness I felt on my chest. Apparently, the small ball in the size of a mug punched me so hard that I was in the wall almost as deep as the weapons themselves. It blew me back with twice the power of before. I coughed blood, a lot of blood. The impact surely could be heard by everyone in the prison in the levels from one to ten. Guards started running towards our cell, I heard loud footsteps and shouts from the outside of our small cell. I crawled back from the deep hole at the moment when the guards arrived.

"What was that! All of you, explain yourselves!" The guard shouted and then was joined by a second guard. They looked inside more and saw me on the ground coughing blood and holding my chest. "Oh, you finally want to kill one huh? Have fun then." The same guard answered and went back to where he stood before. Because of me… Almost dying actually, they didn't do anything to us. Luckily, they didn't do anything to us.