Training

The following weeks passed like the wind. After returning with Sabrina that day, she settled in the room next to Mael. At first, she was a little afraid of everyone in the family, especially Cain because he was a demon, but as the days went by she realized that he was just a big, harmless bear who followed his mother's commands to the letter. Needless to say, Sabrina began to fear Ariel with all her strength... Mothers are omnipotent!

Mael himself told Sabrina about the foundations of the supernatural world, she already knew the basics explained by her father before he died. But she still lacked a lot of knowledge about other beings and abilities that she could awaken as a nephilim. Mom helped her a lot with this skills part.

Before she joined him in classes with Cain. He was ahead of her by a large margin, so it was no surprise that Cain focused on different aspects of his education.

Mael himself was happy to finally find a friend close to his own age. After Sabrina calmed down and settled in properly, she returned to her normal self, being a happy child. As they both shared the same interest in swords, she joined him in his training and her parents were more than happy to guide another little prodigy with the art of swordsmanship.

"10 more laps for you since it took so long!" Cain shouted unreasonable commands across the field.

Mael and Sabrina were currently running around the training ground and must have already gone through close to 50 rounds. Cain, the good-natured father, became extremely strict in training. It's understandable though, how could he get to where he was if he didn't take his training seriously? As Sabrina participated in the training and was probably infected by his motivation, Cain stepped up the game and made them use Enochian seals that affected the body all day. Mael's were obviously much more restrictive than hers, but since his body was already much stronger, it wasn't any more difficult for him than it was for her.

After the 10 extra rounds, the two stopped in front of Cain, sweating and panting.

"Alright, now with you two, I want to see 100 pushups each!" Cain commanded again.

They immediately gave up and started, as waiting would only net them 50 extra push-ups. The training of their physical bodies continued in the same way for at least 5 days a week, with 5 days of rest so they could focus on other things and just be the children they are.

"Children, keep in mind that a healthy mind requires a healthy body. You will only reach your full potential if you neglect neither." Cain preached for the thousandth time before instructing them on what to do next.

Now, he was training with his mother in swordsmanship. Mom is much stronger in sword technique than Dad, who just destroys everything in front of him.

Ariel then said,"You've already learned the basics, mael. Ultimately, the sword is just a weapon and only as useful as the user who wields it. You give it to a trained individual, but it becomes a deadly instrument and depending on the One's capabilities can reach heights no one would expect. You have become proficient enough to wield two swords at once. On the other hand, focus on strength and, to a lesser extent, technique. as Sabrina listened in between her practice strokes.

Seeing Mael nod, she continued, "What I'm trying to say is that it depends on the individual how much strength of a weapon can be displayed. In the world of the supernatural, many more rules must be considered. Aerial combat or even sword techniques that they incorporate all kinds of different energies, just to name a few. A good and, at the same time, simple example of such a fighting technique would be his father's 'Demon Fist', due to his fist being coated with hellish energy. It gains all kinds of advantages. It hits harder, consequently deals more damage, and at the same time adds a layer of protection to your fist, with a damaging and deteriorating effect. basics, it's time to follow your own path of the sword."

Seeing Mael deep in thought, Ariel was sure her message was conveyed and she focused on Sabrina. She was a quick learner, and when it came to the sword, she was close to Mael's talent, which in itself was an achievement. Her talent with her angelic powers would make her one of the best swordsmen of the future. Ariel was sure of it. After she was stable in the basics of swordsmanship, he planned to give the same speech Mael received moments ago. She would slowly guide her in incorporating her angelic powers, into her fighting style.

After pondering for a while, mael

took the swords she received from her parents.

They were still so beautiful and powerful, the sword of light began to glow in the same colors as it had been.our own powers would shine. The sword of darkness was apparently a mist of darkness surrounding the blade. That was the effect of him constantly pouring his energies into it and it seemed to grow with him. Mom's speech made him reflect. What was the best way for him to improve his swordplay and what direction did he want to go in the future? The obvious choice, at least according to him, was to incorporate his celestial/infernal power with his swords and wings to fight. This way, he would be able to respond appropriately to almost any situation, whether defensively or offensively. Maybe even create forms of breathing, like the breathing of light and darkness or even the eclipse.

Since he decided his future path, he began to coat his swords with different energies and compress it along the blade.

The building's energy levels alerted even nearby Ariel and Sabrina. By the time they could act, it was already too late, and Mael waved his swords with precision while simultaneously releasing the different compressed energies in the direction of his attack. The effect was eminent as each training dummy was immediately split in half. The newly created technique didn't stop there and destroyed the first 50 meters of forest behind the training field. Ariel and Sabrina's jaws dropped to the floor. They weren't the only ones, as even Mael was left paralyzed due to what he just did.

As soon as Mael came out of his stupor, he made it clear that he was and was not impressed with his actions at the same time. After promising his mother that he would be more careful in the future, they resumed training until the end of the afternoon.

Ezekiel was currently sitting in

meditation position with eyes closed. Around him floated constructs of his own energy. They were diverse because they were detailed. There were swords, spears, shields or simply shapes like balls or cubes. Mael had already reached the point where he could control the output precisely while casting countless constructs at the same time. Currently, he was trying to move them according to his will without crossing the trajectories of his other constructs. He was able to sense their position since it was his own power, but focusing on so many different factors separately still needed more training.

Ariel, who was nearby watching mael training, clapped her hands, signifying the end of today's lesson. Mael let his buildings disappear before standing up and taking a large drink of water and focusing on his mother.

"Your control is getting better and better son, I'm really surprised at the rate you're growing. It was just a few weeks ago that you couldn't control even half the amount you manage now." Ariel expressed her sincere admiration and felt proud that they were a family and that she had such a good son that she knows that in the future few things could help her boy.

"Thank you, Mom, but I would be a lot slower if it weren't for your teachings and the time you invested in training me." Mael replied and had a happy smile on his face. Who wouldn't like to be praised for the clear improvements their efforts have brought?

"OK, that's enough for today, let's have dinner, your father made your favorite dish today."

Knowing what awaited him just now, hundreds of meters away Mael was extremely excited. Are you sure you don't like rice, beans, mashed potatoes and ground meat with lots of cassava flour? And who knows, maybe even have pudding for dessert... just thinking about it makes you hungry.