Despite their exhaustion, Si-Woo and Ha-Yoon's expressions remained unchanged. A puzzled Minho exclaimed enthusiastically, "You guys should be leaping for joy with this news!" Nevertheless, the siblings remained completely still.
Minho cleared his throat and continued, "Very well. Those who have mastered Divine Breathing have either perished or risen to kingship, like King Morey, after months of training you two I believe I know which techniques you two will master."
The siblings nodded solemnly, waiting with anticipation.
"Si-Woo, as I've been hinting, with your unparalleled serene purity," Minho says, "you are destined for Divine Breathing. Meanwhile, Ha-Yoon, unaware as you are, will require Total Concentration Breathing to wield your grimoire in the future."
The siblings nodded, taking in the revelation. They knew that their paths would diverge, but the bond between them remained unshakeable.
Minho announced, "Now, it's time for the final test to determine your body statures and the formations you will master." He raised his hand, and on cue, Lemmy dove from the sky, landing gracefully on the training platform with two creatures clutched in its powerful jaws. Ha-Yoon's eyes widened in joyous recognition as the large Spade Wolves."Tic, Tac." She yelled. Her bonded companions from the woods were released. They dashed to her, licking her face and nuzzling against her.
Si-Woo felt a surge of pride for his sister. Si-woo was also surprised to see Ha-yoon bond with the predatory spade wolves, which typically shied away from any intelligent life that might threaten them.
"Your bond with them is quite impressive," Minho said, his voice filled with genuine amazement."Where's Spikey, my third bond?" Ha-yoon inquired.
Minho's gaze remained on the Spade Wolves. "Your Warping Tetharite is resting," he replied. "It seems your connection with the forest has grown stronger than I anticipated." The real reason the Warping Tethaarite isn't here is because I couldn't catch that beast. Minho thought, I was truly astounded that Ha-yoon had tamed such a beast that could bend space to warp through it, and am was equally baffled by Si-woo's ability to find and tame a Whiteblood Wyvern. The news from Lady Ein had sent chills through my veins.
Si-woo exclaimed, "A warping Tetharite? One of the creatures from the era of the Whiteblood Wyverns?" He was dumbfounded by the revelation of another creature that was thought to have gone extinct.
"Yes, " Minho nodded," a rare bond indeed, one that could only mean Ha-Yoon's destiny is intertwined with the very fabric of this realm. " He paused, his expression serious. "Your sister is more than a serein user. She's a force of nature herself."
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Si-Woo watched as Ha-Yoon whispered to the Spade Wolves, her eyes glowing faintly. The wolves responded with a series of barks and nods as if they understood every word. "What about me?" he asked, feeling a pang of curiosity and anxiety.
Minho's expression grew serious. "Your bond is not yet as strong as Ha-Yoon's," he said. "But fear not. Your time with Z, your Whiteblood wyvern, will come soon. For now, we'll work on something more... grounded."
"Heads up," Minho called out to Si-woo, tossing him the spirit weapon King Morey gifted him, Eternity, Breaker of Mercy.
Si-woo caught the weapon, the cool metal feeling alive in his hand. As he grasped the hilt, a white light began to pulse from the hilt in an intricate path-like pattern, resonating with his serein as if the weapon recognized him. It was a gentle hum, like a heartbeat, and it grew stronger with each pulse. He felt the energy surge through his body, the weight of the blade seemingly disappearing as it synced with his soul.
"Master Minho," Si-Woo began, his voice steady despite the racing thoughts, "What's your body stature style?" He knew it was a personal question, but his curiosity had always been his compass, especially in the realm of serein arts.
Minho paused, his eyes flickering with amusement before they grew serious. "My style is 'Berserk Body Stature'," he replied, his words carrying the weight of his formidable power. "It involves pushing my abilities to their peak and beyond, using them in unpredictable bursts of long-lasting offense and speed at the cost of defense or vitality."
The siblings nodded, understanding the gravity of their master's words. "But," Minho added, "Your paths will be different. Ha-Yoon, with your knowledge and bond with nature, your style will likely be more suited to the 'Cunning Mind, Unyielding Body', which allows you to manipulate serein to control and 'create'.Your body will need to be able to handle an unbearable amount of pressure to wield such a promising power. This body stature is mostly a self-taught style in later stages due to the complexity of the hosts. "
He gestured to the Spade Wolves. "Your creatures will be extensions of you. They will fight alongside you, react to your thoughts, and protect you with their lives." Ha-Yoon aware of her newfound responsibility, her heart swelling with love for her new companions.
"Now, come at me," Minho instructed, his voice a challenge.
Si-Woo and Ha-Yoon shared a look. They'd been through a lot together, but this was uncharted territory. Ha-Yoon took a deep breath and whispered a command to her Spade Wolves. They howled in response, their eyes glowing with a fierce determination that mirrored hers.
"Use your skills and teamwork to attack me together," Minho instructed. Si-woo placed the kunai's hilt between his teeth, gripping it firmly to help him focus, his face breaking into an excited smile.
Without a moment's hesitation, Ha-Yoon and Tic-Tac lunged forward, their movements coordinated like a well-oiled machine. The spade wolves moved swiftly, their teeth bared as they aimed for his legs, trying to knock him off balance.
Si-Woo sprinted in a zigzag pattern, closing the distance between him and Minho, Eternity held firmly in hand. He knew that going head-to-head with Minho wasn't the best strategy, not yet. His plan was to distract and observe, to learn from the master's moves and find an opening.