Rain world (2)

I just zigzagged in the air as if no gravity was affecting me, completely alone, and then I approached the boy with a detailed but precise cut with my sword.

I flew towards him, so fast that I could barely feel the cut of my sword and the friction between the boy, but it was as if I felt nothing, air, did I cut nothing in two?

Mizeya: - Did I hit you?

A huge mist appeared behind me, and then the boy emerged from it with his huge sword, which he was slashing in my direction with a powerful blow destructive power.

Boy: - You were close, but I'm faster.

I don't have time to bend over, so I'll leave it at that.

Mizeya: - Thorny Rose.

I just learned how to swim with a scratch, what? But it's a dream...

Boy: - Don't worry, I only cut you here.

How do you know what I mean? Would you be a mind reader? Strange.

Boy: - I'm not a mind reader, you're just in a dream right now, so it's quite easy for me to read your thoughts.

Mizeya: - Then why can't I see your thought?

Boy: - Because I'm not used to thinking during a fight, my body moves almost by itself, indeed, I'm not the same anymore.

Mizeya: - Does your body moves by itself? How do you do it?

With that, the boy told me to attack him with one of my strongest attacks, which would do a lot of damage to him.

Mizeya: - Hyacinth of helplessness.

With a circular movement and then the uneven movement of his body together, he was able to bend the space of the dream world around him and then responded to my cut with an improvised but immediate strike.

Boy: - Kind of like that, you see? You have to practice a lot for this.

I still don't understand what the boy is saying, maybe I'm just a tool for him, whom he wants to throw aside if he no longer sees enough potential in me, that's why he's staring at me, curious about my life...

Boy: - Then can we continue?

Mizeya: - Any time.

With even cuts that I charge at the strangely moving boy, he immediately dodges them, as if his body is just submerged in a current of air, could I do the same?

I close my eyes and then try to imitate his movements, with more or less success, but at least the pattern of his movements is etched in my brain, I will infuse this routine into my whole body.

Boy: - I know you can do more than that.

It's easy to say, but I'm just a novice swordsman, swordsman? When did I become so arrogant?

Mizeya: - You wanted it, I hope you won't regret it.

Boy: - I will take you at your word, but if you waver even for a second, our duel will be over.

I prepared for my strongest attack, which I am currently capable of, took my basic stance, and then, as a strong concentration, I started to rotate the sword in my hand. After the helplessness and emptiness, as soon as my first saliva spilled onto my chin, I pushed myself off the ground, then turned my sword towards the boy.

Mizeya: - Perfect Flower.

Nice Mizeya, I wish I could tell you sooner how I feel about your latent strength, but this will be enough for now.

Boy: - Abigail! 30% power. Second form: Soul vibration.

The boy's huge sword began to vibrate more and more, as if it wanted to resonate with the air, pushing objects around it, and then the boy started spinning the huge sword in his hand, which he threw straight towards my attack.

A huge explosion follows the clash of our swords, which, after the blow of the boy's sword, sweeps away the mountain at my back, and then, cutting the clear, rain-filled sky in two, he flies away after it.

Mizeya: - Horizontal cut?

It was exactly like the cut caused by the random technique I used against the bandits, I still can't understand that technique...

Boy: - It wasn't that, it's just the second form of my sword, if you look more closely at its shape, another blade sticks out at the end, thanks to this I can make my soul vibrate, which I can explode when I strike my sword, thereby neutralizing your attack.

Now that you say it, I can't see a single scratch on it, it's amazing.

Mizeya: - Shall we continue?

I looked back to where Mizeya's sword had crashed together with mine, but the hill in my dream had completely disappeared, ah, so you can do this Mizeya, that's good, it'll be a good start, but I hope I don't have to carry you around for long.

Boy: - No, that was enough.

Mizeya's hands started to glow, didn't they? Why did that princess come out now... The boy thought to himself.

Faina: - I'm glad, hero.

Boy: - What are you talking about?

I'll have to talk to this girl telepathically, I'll end up telling Mizeya more than I should right now...

"Telepathic Communication"

Boy: - I know you can hear me, answer me.

Faina: - Here you go? Hero sir.

Boy: - I don't want the kid to know that I'm out now.

Faina: - Or so, but then what can I say? He already heard...

Boy: - I'll solve it, but until then don't say a word about me.

Faina: - I understood.

This little dialogue lasted for a moment, which Mizeya took to be just a wink.

Mizeya: - What hero are you talking about, Faina?

Faina: - I just misspoke, I must have slept a little.

Boy: - As the girl says.

Mizeya: - You two are very suspicious to me, didn't you communicate telepathically? Here in the dream, the flow of time can be easily perceived.

Boy: - What are you talking about?

I walked over to Mizeya and grabbed his forehead and rubbed it a little.

Boy: - Your forehead is completely red, aren't you accidentally sick?

I pushed the boy away from me.

Mizeya: - Don't touch me, no, I'm not sick, are you crazy?

Someone appeared behind Mizeya.

Elf girl: - So what were you talking about? Let me join too.

With that, the girl jumps straight at Mizeya, knocking the unfortunate to the ground.

Boy: - Hey Abigail!

Elf girl: - What is it?

Boy: - Make room for me too.

These are crazy, and they're even older, let's just...

Mizeya: - Get off me, idiots.

Faina: - Then I went to sleep, for the reunion.

Mizeya: - Don't leave Faina here with these.

Faina: - I'm sorry.

With that, Faina went back to sleep at Mizeya's sign.

Boy: - So where did I keep it? I'll see you later.

Mizeya: - Seriously? That's the only reason you were able to appear in my dream and that this is the last time? And while we're at it, would you get off me?

Boy: - Look Mizeya! The rain has stopped.

Mizeya: - I'm glad. But get off me too!

I looked at one of the boy's friends, the elf girl, those fairy-tale blue and green eyes, beautiful.

Elf girl: - You are so mean.

Mizeya: - Wait, who are you anyway?

The girl pulls the boy's hair.

Elf girl: - Call Abigail, I am this boy's companion.

Mizeya: - Good luck, Abigail.

Boy: - Okay, that's enough, I'm sleepy.

Mizeya: - You're not going to tell me your name anymore? If you want to be so involved in my life...

Boy: - Shh, it's not time yet.

Mizeya: - For whaaaa?

The boy walked straight up to Mizeya and poked him on the forehead.

These two inseparable couples woke up the next morning.

Mizeya: - Faina! Are you here?

Faina: - Say.

Mizeya: - You were there too, weren't you?

Faina: - What?

I know we were there, both of us, and I also talked to that boy and his friend, it can't be a dream, or can it?