Chapter 5 A Five Year Gap part 1
Sweat dripped from Sen’s eyes as he ran against the sky, that’s right, against the sky. He was vertically running as a morning exercise of the third phase of Nkot’s training. He no longer thought Nkot teaching was bullshit , more like JEDS, jewel encrusted dragon shit, but it worked…most of the time. Sen had five more minutes to finish his run and start swordplay training with Nkot, which he did not want to do at all.
“Damn why the hell am I only halfway there?” With another meter into the sky he broke past clouds and stopped, letting himself freefall down. This was his favorite part of the morning, arms outstretched the wind past his skin and hair was worth the JEDS of this training. On his way down he could hear nothing but the wind and muddled sounds pass. 3 km from the ground Sen releases an intense sound to stop his descent and drop into E.M.P’s courtyard in the back of the building. But not one person could hear the sound of Sen landing and the grass parting way as the frequency was not in the range of human hearing. Acoustic Levitation, a concept that applied to equalizing the gravity to zero and allowing at least small objects to ‘levitate’. Sen was not small however, 5’ 10’ and still possibly another inch in another year his height would cap out to 5’ 11’ and with his current weight of 183 slowing down was not easy.
“When did you learn that?”
“Nkot, if I told you, you still wouldn’t understand. You muscle for brains.”
“Try me, Doctor Dicksen”
“When are we starting the sword training?”
“Not going to tell me eh? Whatever, today we’re not sticking to the schedule and your meeting the 7th member of E.M.P. today.”
“Oh, you sold me out for 200.000 Res am I that cheap?”
“Oh would you stop reading my mind it’s an invasion of my privacy”
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“Well when am I meeting Enmare?”
“Right now he is in the kitchen eating away at Jack’s cooking.”
Sen began walking towards the door that led to the kitchen and found that an immense pile of dishes piled up blocked the door. ‘That’s a lot of food, what kind of person eats this much? I should use the front door then.’
Going back to the courtyard, he concentrated the air and burst into the sky. Doing a flip turning towards the entrance he kicked the air once, then a second time to land at the entrance. Walking inside he could see the new dishes pile up around the broad back giant, at a height of 6’ 6’ the dishes piled still couldn’t cover half of this blacksmith. “Gou nus beh Sen, hwol on won noment.” As he tried to talk with his mouth full of paella he ate the last of it on his plate and drank some wine to clear his throat. “I’ve wanted to meet you when I heard Nkot talking about how he gained a capable discipline.”
“I’m probably the only discipline since he can’t teach.”
“Hahaha right you are, that Nkot couldn’t teach without say boom or sha-bing in his explanations. You must have natural talent to be able to survive his brute force training.” I read his swing at my neck and stepped back, a centimeter too close for comfort. “Do you really need to test me? I guess Nkot’s opinion doesn’t mean much in reality. I’ll have to refuse becoming your discipline too.”
“You really can read minds too huh, a shame that you refused training under me too.”
“Well I already know blacksmithing and earth and wind magic I can easily learn without you.”
“What? Already a blacksmith? You haven’t even touched a forge since you’ve been training with Nkot, that’s improbable!”
“It would be easier to show you in your forge than tell you so how about we go now?”
“Easy enough let's go then.” Opening his IVY, a rainbow light cascaded over the sunlight in the room and they both entered Enmare’s furnace.