Swordsman

When the stufon Kassandra left, I was left alone with the professor, he examined me from head to toe, then nodded, opening the door, asking me to come in first after I entered, he followed and closed the door.

The corridor was different from the other part of the academy, if there were paintings hanging there and the color was white, here the walls were empty and the color was black.

Not numerous stufons walked along the corridor along the way, I saw that most of the auditoriums were empty, which could only mean that there were many times fewer swordsmen than magicians.

Going further along the corridor, the professor and I approached the room on which "Test Room" was written.

The professor opened the door again and indicated that I needed to enter, entering the room, I looked around and saw various weapons and shields hanging on the walls, and in the middle of the room there was a table on which a similar stone rested, which was used to test talents for magic.

Approaching the table, the professor looked back at me.

- Do you know how the stufon trey sword talent test works? - Asked the professor.

- No, I don't know, professor, tell me please. - I answered, approaching the table and studying the stone, outwardly it looked like a stone for magic checks but caused other less pleasant sensations.

The professor nodded as he walked up to the wall and took a small knife, standing next to me, handing it to me, he began to tell how the swordsman test goes.

- The sword talent check is the same as the magic talent check, with one exception, you need to spill your blood on the gem for it to display your talent, if your talent is long range support it will change color to purple if you have close-range talent designed for speed and stealth, the color of the stone will change to green. - Having finished explaining, the professor looked into my eyes, which made me feel an unusual danger, as if I was in front of a large dragon and not a man.

- Blood can be taken from any hand or a certain one and how much should a deep wound be? - I asked, looking at the knife in my hand to the touch, I felt its coldness, which is why the feeling of anxiety did not stop leaving me.

The professor looked at me, then at the stone, stepping aside, he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes and answered in a bored voice.

- Blood is the blood of stufon Tray, it can be taken from any part of your body, just a couple of drops on the stone and it will begin to determine your talent for a swordsman.

Listening to the professor's answer, I reached out my hand to the stone and opened it above it, holding a knife in my other hand, I strongly pressed the edge of the knife on my palm and felt pain instinctively.

I wanted to remove my hand, but clenching my teeth, I continued to deepen the knife into my palm until strong drops began to appear on it blood.

Removing the hand with the knife, I squeezed the wounded hand over the stones, feeling the pain in it, I wanted to finish the check as quickly as possible in order to heal my hand.

Drops of blood began to fall on the stone, listening to how they fall, I looked down at the stone, it began to change color from white to red and then black was added to the red. A couple of seconds passed until the ball turned red-black with small dots of white.

Trying to remember all the colors that the professor said, I could not remember him talking about such a thing. Looking back at the professor, he also stood against the wall with his eyes closed.

- Professor, I don't understand what kind of talent I have as a swordsman, the color doesn't fit any of the ones you listed before. - I turned to the professor when I heard my voice and my question, he clicked and muttered something, opened his eyes and went to the stone.

- Step back, let me see, take a pill and heal your hand, otherwise you will flood the entire floor with your blood. - The professor said irritably putting a transparent white pill in my hand. Stepping aside, I put it in my mouth and closed my eyes.