Ch 27

When I locked myself in my room after Robin's dead and nothing to do except drowning in grief and that sense of loss, I kept looking at the stuff Robin left for me before he died.

I read his letter over and over again. His words, his handwriting… I just couldn't stop.

Along with the letter, he left me with his spell. I had read it so many times, memorizing every little detail, every mana point and exact mana pathway that my proficiency in it can be said second to none.

But I never really trained it properly since everything happened so quickly and I just had it in my head but now, with that huge wave coming at me, I didn't have any other choice.

So I decided to use it, Mimic spell.

Once I decided that, I immediately took a deep breath as I used executed the spell.

The principal behind it is simple, you have to see the mana pathway of how your opponent is executing that spell, and copy that using the same spell.

Of course it doesn't mean you know that spell, as all you did was copy and paste the spell of someone.

It's like, you have a page with a launguage you have no idea of, youvcan neither read or understand it, but you of course just look at it and copy it's content on another page, there is no need for you to understand it to do that.

All you need is pen, paper and eyes to do that... The principal is just that.

Of course that doesn't mean that anyone can do that, as I said, you need a pen, paper and eyes to do that and without them, you can't do anything.

Since it's a fused spell, most people has already made thier body used to a variety of different spells, but I am different as my whole body is made for this very spell.

I have eyes, which let me see the mana of others. The pen? Which is mana is something common but paper? I have it, a blank paper which others don't have.

The spell which I named elemental blast, which let me open up all my mana pathway, and later learning to control how mana goes through them have enabled me to use mana in my body however I wish... It is my blank paper.

"Sea Sword Art," I don't understand the spell, nor do I know the principal behind it, "6th Form: Fury of the Sea," But still my mana moved just like Harry.

It was my first time using it, I should started it from some basic spells that's why, the chances of failure was higher than chances of me succeeding but that doesn't stop me as my grief fueled the spell, and my mana travelled from my hand to my sword, "Tsunami." I said.

The moment I said it, my mana exploded as it wrapped around my sword, wild and rough, almost out of control, It felt like I was holding a living beast in my hands... Was that what harry always feel? I thought.

Then, we both rushed forward.

Two giant waves of energy crashed into each other, smashing the ground, tearing up the earth, and sending wind and dust everywhere as walls cracked, and the ground split open under our feet.

When our swords finally met, I felt my arms almost break from the shock and impact. It was to be expected as all I did was copy his mana flow, I still packed a lot in raw power and sword technique compared to him.

And he knows this technique better than me for sure, as two "tsunamis" pushed against each other, fighting for control, water-like energy splashing everywhere, destroying everything in their path.

I gritted my teeth trying my best not to loose footing as my eyes locked on Harry. He was smiling, but there was something in his eyes too, was it confusion? Or Surprise? Or maybe both.

For a second, it felt like time stopped as we looked into each other eyes and then...

BOOM!

A massive explosion of mana threw both of us backward, breaking the last pieces of ground under us. Dust and broken stones flew everywhere.

I flew in the air landing on my back, a bit blank as it took me a second to come at my senses, only to see a smiling Harry standing in front of me.

"It's Natsuki... Just Natsuki." He said.

[Sync Rate:- 96%]

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"He for sure went all out." I muttered to myself as I carried my exhausted body back to my room.

After the first spar, Harry didn't stop and instead started fighting with even more intensity, tk the point where each of his strike were a threat to my life.

I barely survived them all thanks to mimic, which doesn't disappoint me at all, even though I messed it up quite a few times especially when Harry realised what was happening.

But that just made me more and more familiar with his technique as I felt that maybe some day in the future, I will not just be copying it but also understand the principal behind it.

"I wonder how Robin would have reacted if he saw that," i thought as my eyes fell on a the Clown mask Robin has left for me as a momento.

It was his trademark mask, one he uses on every mission it was his identity as a clown, as the world best thief... I am sure it's just a copy though, the real one must be with him when he died.

"Liam!!" Suddenly, Mira appeared as I hid the mask behind my back as I turned to face her.

"Tha-thank god you are all right, you know how worried I was?!" She said, as she rushed and hugged me as I too hugged her back.

"Why don't you tell me anything when you wake up? Even Harry didn't tell me anything. You have been sleeping for 2 whole days!!" She said as I raised an eyebrow.

2 days? It's been that long? Damn Harry, you could have told me atleast.

"Where is Alex?" I asked her lightly, a bit worried.

"He came to visit yesterday, he is... okay. Worried yes, but fine I guess." Mira said as she separated as I breathed a sigh of relief before suddenly remembering something.

"Hey Mira, you remember the dungeon you told me about? You still got plans about that?" I asked making her suprised before she smiled.

"Sure, but have to recover first completely, how about next week?" She asked.

"Hm, next week it is then," I said as I smiled.

I guess it's time for me to move on. What happened... It cannot be changed, I should focus on future now instead.

Maybe, just maybe it might be much, much more brighter than the past...