Combat Class

After seeing that demand pop up in front of me, I realized my day is not done from being eventful. I opened the door to find a bigger classroom than the one I came from. There is an area for students to battle in, and I see the combat teacher. He is a muscular fellow who wears simple clothes, and the biggest thing that stands out is he is an ethereal elf.*

He turns his black eyes towards me, and I can feel this sense of dread from his eyes. He has a sense of a battle-hardened warrior to him. When he speaks, the whispers from the other students are silenced. “So you're the student Dante sent to me. Everyone, we are going to have a practice match. Who would like to volunteer to be Mr Edmund's opponent?”

I spot the bright set of red hair, and I already know I don't even need to try to get his attention. His name is Darren Gallger, and the gods or whatever has demanded me to be his punching bag for years now. It doesn't help that he is training to be a barbarian, which just takes punishment like no one else.

He gives a dark smile and shoots up his hand. His voice booms with excitement as he yells “I'll do it!” You know if I could be more crass, I would say he is too eager to punch my face and body. Probably would make a s or m joke.

{Do it. Don’t. Do it. Don't-}

What the hell is going on with these things? The professor turns to me and says “Alright does your storage gem have your weapon in it, Mr. Eduard?” I nod and take out a simple black gem that was given to me by the school. I head to the battle area and draw out the items I have stored. After a flash of black light, I’m holding two long swords in my hands. They both are the same type of long sword.

Once Darren gets to the area, he takes out his weapon. A giant warhammer that is a little too big for a normal human to use. I wonder if he has any orc blood somewhere in his DNA. Ok, let's do this.

The professor yells “Begin!” In the blink of an eye, we are rushing at each other. I have coated my blades in my magic. I drag my left blade in the dirt under our feet, and before we can make contact with each other, I throw some of the dirt I was dragging towards his face. Before he could try and hit me through the temporary blindness I jumped back. I cast a magic bolt to hit him infused with my magic type. The black bolt hit Darren, and I waited.

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“Those petty tricks can only get you so far, Eddy.” He stops cleaning off his face, and once he opens his eyes, a shocked look takes his face. “What the hell are these black spots everywhere!” I smirk and need to test how impaired his vision is.

He slams his warhammer into the ground, and I feel his very simple use of magic. He learned one spell to torment me. Everything starts to feel heavy as gravity increases a bit.

“No dancing around anymore, Eddy!” True, then let's fight. I rush towards him and notice my speed has decreased. Darren throws his hammer, and I just roll on the ground to dodge it. After I get back up, he has his hammer in his hands again about to slam it down on me.

I just quickly roll away and prepare the spell Darkness. Fuck I cut myself a little on my sword. Once an area falls in complete darkness I hear him curse a lot. The gravity returns to normal and I get up.

With how much he is cursing I can position myself in the area just right to maybe attack where he is at. {If you drop Darkness and rush him you will be rewarded}

Now! Of all the times to finally give a reward it's now! Oh you little. Fuck it. I drop Darkness and rush him like a mad man. As I run I flip my right sword to be held in a reverse grip. I then fling myself at him and bring a wide swing of my left blade to attack him. He uses his solved right arm to dodge but I force my right arm to use my hilt as a blunt weapon to his guts. With all that momentum we both fall to the ground.

“Aggg” Once I get my bearings I drop my left sword to grab his throat and start choking him. I say with a smile “ Seems you're a little out of breath my friend. There is no shame in tapping out.” To make sure he can't get out I quickly put my right blade very close to his hand while my leg is pinning his right arm down.

He taps wildly and separates from him. Oh shit that was intense. Holy crap I didn't know I had that in me. The professor says “Good. Mr. Eduard, you should head to the nurse office it seems you're bleeding a lot." I look down to see a red stain spreading out through my right sleeve.

Oh crap I haven't seen that much blood in a bit. I nod and head to the nurse but hear someone yell “Is it okay for me to go with him, sir?” I turn to see it's Travis. The professor nods.

The Hallway

“You know you don't need to actually let me lean on you. It's my arm that got cut, not my leg.” Travis shakes his head and says “You still lost a lot of blood, and it helps ease my mind that I can provide support in case you get lightheaded. How come you did that crazy move there in class?”

Why the hell did I do that? Just for some reward that can help me. Maybe I hated Darren, or I've gone mad. I say “Maybe I just wanted to do something different for once. Who knows?” Travis just sighs and says “You're lucky my sister didn't take you to the nurse.” I laugh and say “Yeah I'd rather not get yelled at.”

Lore Tidbits: An Ethereal Elf is an elf who can trace back their lineage to The Golden Eyed God Vanir. Their most distinctive trait is them all being pale and have white hair.