Drill Sergeant

"MOVE YOUR ASS!!!" Zireael exploded out in anger shooting a blade of the sinister light towards Aurelia. Pushing her staff into the air, she shouted,

"Firebolt!"

Exploding with a defining power, the air shock blasting Aurelia away. Feeling her organs tremble, the golden girl maintained her focus, watching Zireael appear under the debris of the explosion. Her blade was covered in a golden light shooting towards his neck with the intent to kill.

Not meeting Aurelia's sword head-on, Zireael took a small step back, his finger pointing towards her with a sinister smile.

"Force Blast," he chanted.

Watching the instantaneous flicker of the Sigil of a man surrounded by a sphere, a new understanding of how spells are used appeared whin her mind. When a massive force crushed into her face blasting her away like a rag doll. Skidding over the floor, Aurelia stabbed her blade into the ground, pointing the Eldritch Staff towards her target. She was still not at the level of instantly casting Firebolt taking about three seconds for it to form, but Aurelia felt by the end of these three days, it would be within her realm.

"Firebolt, Firebolt, Firebolt"

Draining the golden aura around her body away at the continuous flash of flames, Aurelia fell to her face in exhaustion, her breath heavily labored.

Easily dodging the flames, Zireael approached Aurelia panting upon the ground. "Get up, No breaks. You possess a staff that can tear this world apart. You hold an advantage none can even begin to comprehend, so rise and face me, or will you leave those you love to die?"

Coughing up a mouthful of blood, Aurelia pushed her mangled body up. Releasing a powerful childlike roar, the sounds of her muscles beginning to tear entered her ears. But she would not fall, not yet. Suddenly, a cold liquid flashed upon her face surprising her.

Tossing his bathwater upon her, Zireael coldly watched as all her injuries vanished instantly. Shocked that her new wounds and past wounds vanished, she leaped away from Lord Ziereal.

"Force blast, Featherfoot, and Air bullet are the three Zero spells. I will teach you all three, but what do you want to learn first?" questioned lord BLackwater staring at the hungry glint for power within Aurelia.

"Force Blast, it looks like it can be used for defense!" Shouted Aurelia feeling all her exhaustion gone from the simple splash of water.

"Grandfather, how can her firebolt be so different from mine?" Ella questioned, staring down at her bloody body.

"It's her staff. Can you not feel its evil aura? That staff holds an unholy power that multiplies her spells. "Earl Kest explained with a solemn expression, "I have never seen such power from a zero spell, and but what is even more fearsome is that girl's ability to learn."

"Grandfather, I want to train with him. Lord Blackwater, he... He is so powerful, while harsh I have not learned as much as I have today from my own teacher!"Ella weakly stated, staring enviously at Aurelia writing out a new sigil. " Can grandfather..."

"Ask him yourself, my child; he will respect that. He has already taught more than he should have. If I ask for more, I would appear ungrateful; such a thing is unacceptable from an earl like myself. You must do it, for it is for you." Kest explained, turning to her brothers, "Don't you two also want to battle him? Just based on the skill he has shown, I assure you he is better than anything you have experience."

"Are you three done playing around, or are you finally ready to get involved?" Zireael shouted, "If so, pick up your blade and attack to kill everyone upon this battlefield none are allies, including your little sister. Should I see you miss an opportunity of attack, I will respond with a ruthless strike that will break your will. "

Looking at each other in shock, the trio broke into a massive ruthless clash. Joining in while Areallia trained, Zireael began ruthlessly destroying the arrogance of the two brothers within the realm of Arcane Soldier. Be it skill, spells, or comprehension Zireael far surpassed them, toying with them like toys.

"You two need to relearn how to use halberts, and your spells are complete shit; it's like you haven't even bothered to learn them. If you wish to join a real battlefield, you had the best to rid yourself of that mentality. A blade can only get you so far." Zireael bellowed, ruthlessly kicking the both of them away. Pointing his blade towards them, he smirked, turning to Aurelia, who lowered her staff.

With the sun now high in the air, a chilling air surrounded her as she stepped forward, her clothing covered in crimson. "Again!" she shouted with determination.

Charging towards Zireael, consumed in a cloak of golden darkness, Aurelia roared, "Force Blast!"

Suddenly a large spherical force exploded from her body, blasting everything away. Despite her attempt, to Aurelia's surprise, Zireael slashed down, severing the force blast in half. Not letting her surprise get the better of her, a dance of swordplay began to take place between the duo.

Marveling at the large spike in skill, Zireael showed nothing upon his face casting the same spell without showing any type of indication of spells. SKidding over the floor once more, Zireael tossed another vial of bathwater upon her body, healing her.

"Again!"

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"Uncle Kest, Are they still at it?" Talia questioned with a loving smiling upon her face, "It has been three days, and even I don't think they can continue like this. Lord Zerieal has already destroyed your Grandchildren Zack and Flan to a point they quake simply by staring at him."

"Nonsense, my dear, during my youth. Your father cursed me for weeks at a time to prepare to win my wife's heart. These little shits better take advantage of such an opportunity."

"Oh, and where is Hala?" Innis asked with a cup of tea in hand? "I have not seen her since I left the capital?"

Chuckling, Kest bitterly smiled, "You had best remain hidden, Innis. If she sees you young once more, I will never hear it. She will hunt down Lord Blackwater. Just to learn his secrets."

"knowing Lord Blackwater, he would only trade something that piques his interest. His majesty is quite eccentric, doing as he pleases without much thought, or at least that's how he behaves," whispered Talia with a cunning grin.

"it's true, but if you can get me something that has a stronger effect than Ravens Glass, I am more than willing to give you and your wife what Innis was given." Lord Blackwater stated, stepping towards Kest with bloody hands.

Widening his eyes, Kest gulped, "That's it? A simple herb that calms your soul?"

"Quite right, it's as simple as that." Said Zireael wiping the blood from his palms with a silver handkerchief.

"Have you heard of The ethereal grass known as Ravane?