Chapter 8

Adoneous took out the wind slate from inside the cube inscribed with a space law. In worked similarly to a beast dimension. As the most versatile and the least complicated of the three chosen laws, it was the easiest to comprehend. Usually the beast masters in this world simply assimilated the slate into the beasts and wether or not the beasts could comprehend them was upto their aptitude.

"Unfortunately for them and luckily for me, I am not the average beast master of this world. "

He slowly absorbed them. The beast slate was merely an attack of the corresponding beast onto a piece of scrap metal. Ejecting the metal by slowly absorbing the true essence of wind, he pulled it all out. Adoneous's body was full of power, too full in fact, something that the humans in this realm could not control. Slowly via the soul connection he had with Neiveil, he simply redirected it into him. He could feel Neiveil's greed, the greed for power, to reach that state.

For the first time, he peered inside Neiveil's realm. It was essentially a clearing in the forest with a pool in the centre. Neiveil was there circling it, and a roaring cyclone was reigning supreme, at the eye of which was Neiveil.

Adoneous smiled. His plan had succeeded. Neiveil now had a minor authority over wind. Although he was far from a true Lord of Wind, he had started.

Outside his sea of consciousness, he slowly laid on his bed. It truly was taxing on him, extracting the true essence of wind. He simply shuddered at the thought of doing it with space. Suddenly his dorm cube shuddered as a projection of Belord appeared.

"New students, please report in front of the statue of the founder. I will be briefing you asto the next course of action. "

Adoneous grinned.

"Just when I had questions as to how to get my next sael-shól, my soul sharer. "