Troubles

        Elior stood ready, bearing his spear on one arm, breathing in and out. Waves were warping from the spearhead, as he took the throwing form, while a couple of meters away, professor Aleister was ready with his spells. He was only waiting for Elior to fail or for any mischief to happen. From the teleportation gate to flee, if the metal beast chose to self-destruct itself, to the chains to collect the pieces as well as control the detonation. 

          Surely, if the professor wanted, he could kill the metal beast with ease, and give it to Elior. Either way, it was the same thing other than the fact that Elior would not gain any karma points from it. His soul and body already had a glitch, and he had to advance to the second-order as soon as possible, in order to expel it. Certainly, he had contained it pretty well than most others in his shoes would, but it was still not enough.

          'Nothing was enough,' he thought and sighed.