They entered the house, but Enopy was shocked by what he saw.
"Broad," the word broad resounded in his mind; the space was huge compared to how small the building looked from the outside.
"Haha, Calm down, it's like a space ring, but it could contain living things and is immovable. They are called pocket dimensions, their normally immovable, but mines are, though, I don't need them so, here, have one," Ervice said as he threw a book-like object that had no pages at Enopy.
"Thanks," Enopy said as he inspected the object and took a seat on the couch but was instantly dragged off.
"Show me your technique manipulation skill," Ervice said as he dropped Enopy to the ground.
"Fine," Enopy said as he folded his legs and turned his calm expression solemn.
He took out two techniques and placed a hand on each technique soon after he raised his left hand, and on it was a luminescent white feather that had cracks running through it, soon after he raised his right hand, revealing a rising and falling distorted fur ball that was in the same condition as the feather.
Enopy sat with his eyes closed as the things floated in his hands; soon, the furball stooped, moving as if it were restricted.
Enopy scrunched his eyebrows once the furball was stable as if he felt pain; he sat for more than an hour until his eyebrows relaxed.
Suddenly his eyes burst open and he moved the ball and the feather closer, but his hands stayed still as an invisible force pushed the two closer and closer to each other.
They were about to touch, but at this time, Enopy's eyebrows scrunched as he showed an expression of pain, but he showed no sign of stopping.
Soon after the two objects came together, it seemed as if they had fused, but seconds later, an explosion erupted, but Ervice worked fast and pulled his disciple out of the range of the blast and isolated the blast with a technique.
"You have little talent," Ervice said as he threw Enopy at a nearby chair.
Enopy zoomed through the air in an awkward position, so he was unable to sit in the chair, but he caught himself before he got to the chair.
Ervice saw this and continued talking, paying no mind to Enopy "you take too long to comprehend the meaning of a technique and last even longer when attempting to use it. It then becomes even harder to stabilize two meanings at once, and you are unable to focus on both meanings during the fusion you have no talent, haha more of a challenge for me don't worry I'll make you great, now follow me" Ervice said as he walked to the training ground.
After a dozen flights of stairs, they soon reached a gigantic room. It was white blue with nothing inside; it was completely barren.
"Well, go in," Ervice said as he pushed enopy inside.
"Boom, clack," a huge door appeared and separated Enopy and Ervice.
"This will be your new home until you learn how to do three things at once, fight, block out the mind-splitting sounds, and cultivate all at the same time; then maybe ill consider letting you out," Ervice said through the small window on the black door.
"huh, what do you mean mind-splitting sounds" Enopy yelled.
"Exactly as I said," Ervice said as he snapped his fingers.
Enopy instantly fell to the ground as a sound so shrill and uncanny rang out; he wanted to fall unconscious, but the sound prevented him from even closing his eyes.
Enopy sat up and groaned uncontrollably as his eyes grew a darker shade of red every second.
He used his fragrance and created ear muffs trying to block the sound, but it was unable to do anything.
He then made multiple barriers around himself, but it seemed as if the sound pierced right into his consciousness.
"Uggh," he was reaching his limit, making him uncontrollably push out his consciousness creating an invisible bubble around his head.
The silence he heard gave him a burst of relief.
He almost passed out, but cracks spread throughout the invisible bubble allowing the mind-splitting sound to ring out in his head.
"ugh," he forced himself up as he mended the cracks in the consciousness bubble, shielding himself from the sounds once again.
He dragged himself over to a wall and leaned on it, letting himself calm down.
"why" Enopy mumbled with a frustrated tone as he watched multiple human-sized spaces open up on the walls and humanoid robots appear; he knew this was the fight that ervice was talking about.
Enopy had adapted to his new environment slightly; he forced himself up and prepared for the fight.
Robots dashed at him from all directions; it was apparent that they aimed to kill Enopy.
Enopy tried to leap back, but he felt a sharp pain in his head; his distraction from the Bubble caused cracks to form once again, bringing a sharp pain that was soon accompanied by the shrill mind-splitting sound.
"damm," Enopy cut his leap short, giving the robots a chance to catch up with him and deal a blow.
He was soon surrounded by tons of robots. Enopy knew that his only option was to use his fragrance.
He sent out his fragrance in a circular barrier form and turned the first layer hard, pushing the bots, charging bots away.
But this came with repercussions. The cracks on the bubble enlarged, causing Enopy to fall in pain and eventually pass out.
"No, no, no, no, no, I can't, d-die here," Enopy said in his drifting mind with a constrained voice soon after his mind went completely dark, but he drifted from conscious to unconscious multiple times which gave him a bit of insight on his situation.
"-As expected from a talentless fool-"
"-Days to hea-"
"-End of month-"
"-Huu-"
Scenes and broken sentences were received through Enopy's sight and ears.
Multiple scenes played out Enopy's sight as he lay and time moved on.
Soon later he rose from his slumber he was greeted by a slap to the back.
"You're finally up. Don't worry, your consciousness was a little damaged, but I expected nothing more from a talentless fool," Ervice said as his grin grew wider.
Enopy heard these words and felt like he was experiencing Deja vu, but Ervice continued.
"I anticipated that you would wake up at the end of the month, which is two days away, so I'll praise you for that," Ervice announced with his iconic grin plastered on his face.