(Two Weeks Later)
I've only got about two more weeks with Wren, before Windsom comes back for him. He had to train Arthur, and he was more important than me for now. I needed to focus on the time I had left with him, I also was getting excited about going back into the dungeons and killing freely again.
When I wasn't trying out new spells, I was fighting hordes of golems, and Wren was correcting my techniques. It was a nice way to relax and get stronger.
I was currently laying in a stone tent, Wren made for me since I didn't have earth magic, that was until Wren woke me up. "Get up you brat." He shouted at me, and I rolled over and got up. "We are going to try something new today."
"And what is that?" I asked as I walked up to him.
"This." He clapped his hands and a Vritra appeared before me; the same one I saw before. "Now, it doesn't have the abilities of the Vritra, but I made this thing stronger than any other golem you've fought."
"Nice." I approached the thing. "I'm assuming I'll be fighting this today."
"Oh, you're assuming that, I didn't know it was that obvious." Wren turned his back on me. "Good luck, it won't stop unless you are unconscious, or you defeat it." He laughed and vanished.
I activated "Blood Oath" and "Blood Acceleration" and quickly got ready to fight, bringing out my tube of blood and creating a sword. The Basilisk beast smiled down at me, being taller than me, and a black sword appeared in its hand and the speed it swung its sword down at me surprised me.
I had to quickly roll out of the way and used wind to get back to my feet. I didn't have blood in here to control freely, except for the blood in my sword, so this was going to be fun. The Basilisk swung its sword again, and I rose a blade made out of ice to deflect its attack, but the Basilisk shattered it to pieces and kept his sword on course for my stomach.
I brought my blood sword up, and our two blades collided. We held our blades together, and I looked up at the monster, it was smiling down on me, and I was smiling up at it. I grew ice under my feet and shot myself over the beast and sliced its shoulder.
I landed and the Basilisk just turned to me as the wound I inflicted had already healed. I pointed my sword at the beast and shot bullets of blood out of the end of it. The Basilisk used its sword to protect its face but was unable to protect its surrounding body.
My bullets of blood ripped through it, leaving little holes in the Basilisk. The blood came rushing back to my sword and as it did, the Basilisk was on me, swinging its sword down on me. I ducked under the blade, and went to sweep its legs, but the golem simply jumped over it at an insane speed.
I shot myself at it, using wind magic to do so. I swung my sword at the golem, and as it went to block me, my sword became a liquid and passed right through his, then I hardened it again. I managed to cut through its thick arm around its shoulder, and its arm fell to the ground. There was no blood, just the sound of stone hitting stone.
Making sure to stay on the attack, I swung my sword again, right at its ribcage. The Basilisk's arm regrew, and its sword in its other arm was aimed at my head. Deciding that I didn't want to die, I used wind magic to get myself out of the situation and with my enhanced speed, I was able to dodge the attack.
"Wren, how is this fair?" I shouted out. "If I cut the arm off of someone in battle, it isn't going to grow back magically." I knew Arthur could do that, but he doesn't have aether.
I didn't get a respond in words, but a swinging sword at my head. I ducked, then dodged another attack to the neck. I swung my blood sword and had it extend to the Basilisk, and as it reached it, the blood wrapped itself around its throat.
The Basilisk gripped the blood, and I lit it on fire, but the golem kept holding on. It let the fire eat at its hand, and Wren just healed it. I ripped the blood sword back to me, and I could see the head of the Basilisk popped off, but it reached up and grabbed it. I watched as it placed its head back into place and smiled at me. This thing was awesome!
"Fine, Wren, you want a show." I reformed my blood sword and pointed it up in the sky. Twenty illusions of me formed all around the Basilisk, and we all pointed our sword at it. I conjured an ice sword in front of each illusion and shot them toward the golem.
The golem raised its arms in defense, and allowed the blades to connect, but the damage caused by my attack quickly was healed. My illusions pounced, and started attacking it one after another, passing through it, not showing which one was the real me.
I appeared before it, and sliced its head off again, its hands rose to catch it, but I impaled them with two ice blades right under it, then I shot myself up, so I could be above it slightly. It struggled to free its arms, and as I came down, I brought my sword to where its head used to be and sliced the thing in half.
When I landed, the two halves fell to the ground, and my illusions disappeared. I heard the body parts start to move, and the Basilisk started to reform again, but I shot ice it, freezing everything in a layer of ice, making it so it couldn't reform.
Everything was silent, until I heard something behind me. I slowly turned around, and there were two more Basilisks staring at me, with swords in their hands.
That's when I heard Wren's voice. "I didn't ask for a show, but now I am." He paused and I heard one last thing. "Haha." It was him laughing at me.
The one on the right pulled back its sword and launched it at me, I sidestepped and watched as the blade went past me and shattered the ice behind me, freeing the Basilisk under it, allowing it to heal up.
The three of them circled me, and I stood there, motionless, not afraid, just strategizing. They all launched at me, and I vanished, removing myself from their sight using illusion magic. I conjured a fake me running at them, and the one in front swung its sword at it.
As the sword passed through the illusion I quickly appeared before it and drove my sword into its chest. I held my sword inside and forced blue fire into its body, causing it to explode and shatter, nothing was left of it except little pebbles.
I sensed the approaching fingers behind me, ducked under a sword, then rolled away from the next. I stood in front of the two Basilisks, and they just smiled down at me. I knew they were fake, but it pissed me off.
I held my hand up and covered myself with ice, enhancing my speed even greater. I stole this spell from Lance Varay, when she used it against me. I launched myself at the two beasts, swinging my sword at a speed they couldn't keep up with, my blade crashed into the one's chest, sending it thirty feet into the wall on the side of the cavern. It caused the whole cavern to shake, but I still had to dodge a swing of a sword from the Basilisk next to me still.
I jumped into the air, stepping on wind panels I formed under my feet, and stood above the two Basilisk as the one got out from the debris of the wall and walked back over to me. I smiled down at the two, I conjured ice lances above my head, and then launched them down at the two.
They simply moved in all directions, dodging my attack with ease, but my plan worked, they were separated. I launched myself down at the one on the right, bringing my blood sword right into its throat before it could even do anything, I shot fire into its body, like I did to the last one, and it blew up, leaving one left.
"Well done." Wren's voice rang in my mind. "Of course, the Vritra won't be nearly this weak, but finish off this last one would you."
The last Basilisk shot itself at me, and I moved slightly, leaving an illusion in my place. The golem slid its sword into my illusion, but passed right through it, I shot myself at it from behind, bringing my sword to its back.
A stone sword grew out of the ground and blocked my attack, knowing it was Wren messing with me. I stepped hard with my left foot and froze the ground and anything around me completely. The ice reached the feet of the Basilisk and started to crawl up its legs.
As it tried to break free, I shot myself at it, and coalesced a ball of fire in my hand, letting the blood go, and float around my arm. It turned to me, and I brought my fist to its face. When I connected its skull cracked, and I forced fed it fire, causing it to crumble to ash.
"Really? That's all these things got?" I said, and Wren appeared.
"Haha, don't get cocky kid, I could summon thousands of those things to kill you." He replied.
"True." I placed the blood flowing around my arm back into its tube and walked toward Wren.
"You did good, you need to use your ice and fire magic together more often, while you are using blood magic of course. I know you couldn't use it for this battle, but that was the test, I needed to see just how far we've gotten." I nodded to Wren when he finished speaking. "Windsom should be back within two weeks or so to retrieve us, I should have what I am working on finished by then, so it is perfect."
"What are you working on?" I asked, hoping it was the device he said could help me get to white core.
"Wait and see, brat." He told me. "How's your mana, you didn't use too much in that fight, right?"
"No, I'm good, why?" I conjured a seat of ice and sat down.
"I was tasked with training you in team fights, which means making sure you can last long in battles." Wren sat down with me on a stone throne. "I haven't really done that because I've been to focused on your abilities, helping you master them."
"Oh." I knew that's one of his tasks with Arthur too. "And I appreciate your help." I gripped my palm; in the spot he shoved the acclorite in too. Wren has given me a lot in the last month, and I couldn't ask for anything else.
"You better." Wren shot at me. "I've had fun dealing with the first ever Blood Deviant though." He was still in his shaggy disgusting clothing that had a lot of dirt on them. "I wish I could see you fight in a real fight; I would love to see you tear apart forces all by yourself."
"Haha." I laughed for some reason.
"You are a weird nine year old kid, the look in your eyes I see sometimes, scares even me." Wren admitted. "Makes me wonder what's going on inside of your head."
"A lot." I smiled.
"That's not alarming at all." He crossed his legs. "There is one other thing, I've heard that you do things a little extra, why is that? You take down hordes and companies by yourself, without taking too much damage."
"You want to know why I do things, extra?" I didn't know where this was going.
"Extra, meaning showing off your skills, doing more than has to be done." Wren leaned forward and examined me.
"Because I'm a kid." I answered him, and he looked at me confused.
"A kid?" He asked questioningly.
"Yeah, I need to do more, because I am a kid, that way people don't look at me as a kid, but as an adult." I gave him a meaningful look. "Isn't that what every kid wants?"
"I don't know." He answered me. "I can't wait to hear what you achieve during the war, Virion, the Blood Deviant of Dicathen."