“Look how you’ve exhausted him into unconsciousness; are you happy with yourself now?” Valerie asked angrily.
She was the one that saved Isaac from taking a punch straight to the face from Samson.
Samson was looking from the side with an angry face.
He hated the fact that she had saved Isaac from his punch, he wanted to be the one that won the fight.
It was bad as it was that Isaac went toe to toe with him during the fight.
What made him more mad was that during the last minute he had to use magic to defend from Isaac’s attack, and the fact that he couldn’t even win against a kid from the first year even after casting magic in a combats only fight made him want to pull his hair out.
He was sure that all students looked down on him now.
But he was totally unaware that the kids were just surprised by the kid that they thought had no potential in magic fought with the combats teacher for so long.
They now had to reevaluate Isaac.
Sam had rushed to the field to check up on Isaac who was out cold.
He found that Isaac was bleeding from his nose and mouth, he then saw his hand which was burnt.
He took out a bottle and opened it then he started applying it’s content onto Isaac’s burnt hand.
He brought out a tissue and started to clean his face, when Isaac suddenly started shaking from head to toe.
“Miss something is wrong with Isaac” Sam immediately shouted to Valerie who was still arguing with Samson.
She then turned her head and looked at Isaac; when she saw how badly his body was shaking she rushed up and casted a white light on him, she then asked Sam and some other kid to carry him to the school clinic.
She gave Samson a deathly stare before walking out to follow Sam to the clinic.
Isaac was placed on a bed in the clinic, his clothes were changed to a patient’s gown.
He had healed from all the injuries that he had sustained already.
Sam had already gone back to the dorm because it was already night at the moment.
Valerie was making some checks ups on Isaac because he still hasn’t woken up.
She was wondering what was wrong that he hadn’t woken up.
“Valerie do you think he is in a coma?” a middle aged woman asked, she was dressed like a matron.
“Well that would be the only explanation for why he hasn’t woken up” Valerie said with anger apparent in her voice.
When she thought of how hard he was pushed to fight Samson even though he looked sickly in the first place she felt anger well up in her chest towards Samson.
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And she knew why he was picking on Isaac.
It was because of her; that was why she felt guilty towards Isaac.
Samson was giving him a hard time because he saw him hugging her by the waist earlier in the day when she saved him while she was exhausted and out energy.
He had always been like that, he had a possessive attitude towards her and any living male that gets close to her would get targeted by him.
That was how he almost killed a senior a few months earlier because he saw them talking and he knew that the senior was interested in her.
So all the senior males made sure not to get too close to her because of him.
The reason she was in time to save Isaac was because she knew he would do something to Isaac after what he saw earlier.
But she was surprised by the fact that Isaac could fight him for that long, she had wanted to step in earlier to stop the fight but when she saw Isaac make a comeback she wanted to see where he would be forced to stop.
But right now she regretted not stopping them earlier because she had no idea whether Isaac would wake up again or if he would suffer an injury that he would never heal from.
She could only bite her lip in regret.
She sighed and ask the matron to cast a healing spell on him again.
The new first years hadn’t been in the school for even a week so the seniors didn’t have the time to warn them not to get close to her and they already had a student in a coma.
There wasn’t anything the principal could do because Samson came from an influential background, so he could only tell the male students not to get close to her.
Valerie and the other nurses had to leave because it was night already.
Isaac was back at the dark place with lights of myriad colors; but unlike before he stood calmly because he knew that whatever was staying in the spirit vessel has died already based on what the principal had said.
The only issue was that he had no idea how to get out of here.
All the time he left this place was because he was scared shitless.
He had tried screaming to see if he could escape from the place bug nothing he did worked.
He walked around the place for a very long time but he couldn’t make head or tails of this place.
After he had gotten tired of walking aimlessly, he finally stopped moving around like a headless chicken; he had no idea where to go from here, he didn’t know if there was some door that he could use to wake up.
He decided to see if he could get into his sea of consciousness to practice controlling his stars, since he had no idea how to leave this place, he might as well use the chance to train.
He found that no matter how calm he was he couldn’t access his sea of consciousness.
He decided to just calm down and think of the moves that he executed during the fight earlier.
He thought that the moves had something to do with the spirit vessel on him.
Since they were not his memory he decided to study the moves so that he could ingrain them into his memory.
He soon found the complexity of the moves he had done, the more he reenacted the moves in his mind the more he felt how great they were.
He felt like if he mastered all of them he would be a great fighter.
He even felt like the way he embarrassed the moves while fighting with Samson; had they been carried out by someone who had even the smallest training in combats they would have beaten Samson within a few moves.
He could no longer sit still he stood up from his sitting position and started practicing the moves one by one, but he was making different mistakes.
He stopped and thought back to the fight earlier and the reason he could do them then and not now.
He soon found the missing link and that was that back then he wasn’t thinking of what to do and how to do it, he was just doing them.
So he closed his eyes again and did it instinctively, he felt the moves flowing more freely more than before.
But he knew that in order for him to reach the peak of the moves, he needed to do them an uncountable number of times.
So he did just that, he kept on doing each of the moves for as long as he could.
After he felt like he had grabbed the basics he stopped, but after thinking of how badly he was trashed and looked down on by Samson he got more mad and started training again.
Soon he had to stop because he could feel a pair of eyes on him, he thought back to the huge pair of eyes he saw last time, he immediately the hair on his body immediately stood on end.
He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the place that he felt the gaze come from, as soon as he looked he saw a pair of eyes looking at him.
Isaac wanted to scream so that he could get out of this Godforsaken place when he suddenly felt like something was wrong, he stopped himself from loosing control of himself.