The butler (3)

"You seem to have reached your limit, boy." the butler came close enough to arrive in front of Asteri. "But I must admit that you were exceptional, not everyone can last that long with such a high altitude difference." The man grabbed Asteri by the neck and lifted him to his height.

The boy had his eyes closed and seemed not to breathe.

'His heart is not beating ... that he is already dead with that blow?' the man was beginning to think that the blow was enough to knock him out.

But the latter raised his hand covered by his orange Ki and pointed it to Asteri's chest. His goal of him was clear, to pierce his heart, he wanted to be 100% sure of his death.

But suddenly the boy's eyes opened, instead of his typical purple eyes, there were irises of three different colors.

His eyes radiated astral light, as if they were on fire. The butler was shocked by this event, he immediately rushed to put his hand in Asteri's chest, but the boy immediately blocked his move.

'What?!' The man could not believe what he was seeing before his eyes. The boy who looked dead now moved before his eyes.

The butler felt a strong pressure on his wrist, even though he was now surrounded by his KI, the boy's strength was superior to him. Around Asteri there was an aura of his tricolor, the veins of his arms were colored up to below the shoulders, as well as those of the legs, up to just above the knee. Even those who came from his heart, who went through his chest.

'What are those colored lines under his clothes?' The man was worried about Asteri's sudden superior strength, he didn't like him.

The boy tightened his grip on his wrist even more, if he had continued like this the butler would have found himself with a broken hand. He used all his strength to break away from Asteri, but he couldn't, so he decided to punch Asteri's body, but that too was blocked.

"You were hiding such a card ... you're a pretty dangerous guy." Although the man is going through an unfavorable time for him, he doesn't seem to be upset in an exaggerated way.

Asteri didn't answer, he still seemed unconscious, but he still manages to move.

. . .

Before the strange accident on Asteri's body. Immediately after the fall of Asteri.

We are inside his soul, it was a completely black place, but in the distance you could see dots lit up in purple, golden yellow and blue. In this black space was Asteri's naked body, levitating in total solitude. He was currently in a state of unconsciousness.

Out of nowhere, near the boy's body, a blue spark the size of Asteri's head appeared. The spark approaches the unconscious body and begins to caress his temple.

"Wake up! Wake up boy!" the voice that could be heard was none other than Aurelion's.

"Argh ... where are they?" because of Aurelion, Asteri suddenly wakes up.

"Inside your soul, of course. Nice place, isn't it?" he was using a sarcastic tone. "Now that you've woken up, we can also discuss what's going on."

"Why, what's going on?" he was confused, he seemed to have forgotten for a moment what was going on outside that black space. "Ah! I was fighting the butler, even though I was cornered."

"Exactly, long story short, you are taking a lot of hits. Your body is also in a semi-dead state right now. Your heart has stopped because of that punch. But thanks to the astral power you possess, the blood of the your body continues to circulate within it. " The boy seemed surprised by what his male partner said about him. "Don't worry, soon your heart will start doing its job again."

"Fiuu, I thought I had to get on with my life without my heart beating. So now, do you have other things to say? Because I would like to go back out there to face that monk." He gets up from where he was, as if there was a transparent floor.

"And how exactly would you like to do it? I remind you that he was punching you." the spark rose, until it reached Asteri's height.

"Obviously using my most powerful ability." it referred to the ability that multiplied all its characteristics.

"I remind you that you recently used it against that wolf, it is only on part of your body. You are not completely healed and would you like to use it to its full potential? Do you want to die by cao?" the spark moved left and right, as if he was shaking his head.

"I'm not going to die, I'm sure. Of course it will be more painful and tiring than normal, but I have to do it, it's the only option we have." In his eyes was the determination to make this choice. Aurelion knew there was no way to change his mind.

"Ahhhhh ... you are right, this is the only option we have. But try not to die, because I would end badly too." Asteri rolled her eyes at Aurelion's words.

"Ok we have decided but now how do I get out of here?" He looked around as if to see if there was some kind of way out.

"I'll take care of it, now go and try to defeat that butler." After those words, the spark darted fast towards Asteri's chest, entering his body.

. . .

Returning to the present.

Asteri took both shots from the butler. Look the monk in the eye, the latter does the same.

"Don't think you've won-" he was saying something, but was interrupted by a header from Asteri, which made him retreat a few steps.

"Now the last round begins, butler. And this time I won't lose, keep that in mind." he said this, watching the blood dripping from the butler's forehead.

The butler raised his lips slightly, as if he were enjoying himself. "You have lost your sword, how would you like to face me?"

"What a useless question, obviously with these." He has raised his two fists in the air, is assuming a fighting pose with his bare hands. "You know, I can throw punches too."

"A few punches ahhh ... the monk's way is not just punches and kicks, but I'm convinced you don't care now." The monk also took up a fighting stance.

"Bravo doesn't interest me. But before I start, what's your name?" he asked the butler, tired of calling him a monk or a butler.

"I won't reveal it until you tell me, boy." like Asteri, the man had no intention of revealing his name. Not out of secrecy or some other complicated thing, but for the simple fact that he didn't want to give him this pleasure.