Arthur's Point of View

????????

My eyes focused for a moment, and I found myself in a familiar laboratory. “You look tired.” Turning to the voice, Aydan stared at me from his desk. “Surely you aren’t going to let a giant fish get the best of you, right?”

Shuffling over to him, my body slinked down in the chair as my wings hung off the back. “There’s another one, Aydan. I can’t keep doing this. I know you think I was sent here for some grand purpose, but I don’t know what it is.” Sitting across from him, I panted. “I’ve failed over and over again.”

“You’re still alive, aren’t you?” Aydan asked back before standing and moving over to the side of the room. “If you’re still alive, you’re going to keep fighting, but you need to stop restricting yourself.”

“I’m not restricting myself! This Demon has more magic than Thana and Tor!” I shouted at him in anger and frustration.

Aydan nodded as he returned to his desk and set down a cup before me. “Yes. It does.” He confirmed as he gestured to the drink. “However, that is due to its large size. It obviously can’t utilize its magic like Thana could. All it has going for it is its massive size and the magic that comes with it.”

Picking up the drink, I looked at it. “I’ve never had to fight a creature such as this. Something like a beast or human-shaped was easy enough, but this… This is-“

My friend interrupted me. “Outside of your expertise?” He offered, but I didn’t respond. “If you don’t kill it, who will?” Aydan asked as he sat down and stared at me for a moment. “Who?” I didn’t answer. “There is no one else, Mordred… It has to be you. You were sent here for a reason.”

Throwing the cup, I seethed as I looked down. “I’m not as strong as you think I am!”

I heard him get up and move around the desk until he was beside me. Looking up at him revealed an amused smile on his face. He glanced at the cup I threw before placing his hand on my shoulder and shook me slightly.

If you come across this story on Amazon, it's taken without permission from the author. Report it.

“You’re right.” Aydan twirled his cup for a moment before he chuckled. “You’re far stronger than either of us know.” He sat down at the top of his desk as he moved in front of me. “My friend… My king… Do not let this creature best you. For you no longer have to worry about others or the consequences of your actions here.”

“I’m not worried about what others think, Ayd-“

“Yes, you are.” He stated firmly. “It’s why you haven’t used that sword’s power in front of anyone. You’re afraid that you will be cast aside if they see your transformed state and mistake you for a Demon.”

“I might as well be one. My energy becomes vile and hostile in this form.” I gestured down to my bulky form.

He chuckled again. “It is, and it does. However, I must ask, why are you still using that form?” At my look, he continued. “You trained with me and the Royal Family for years. Your control over your abilities has increased dramatically, and I think you’ve only hit the tip of the iceberg.”

That did make some manner of sense. “You put your faith in me once before and look where we are. I’m talking to a ghost as you give me advice.”

Aydan’s smirk stayed firmly across his lips. “It could be worse. Being a ghost isn’t the worst thing in the world, and it doesn’t mean I’m not real.” He sighed and gestured at me. “This Demon has only used its size, tentacles, and water to fight you. Its abilities are greatly limited.” Then he slapped my chest. “Yours are not.”

“Lightning didn’t work, Aydan.” I told him.

He gasped mockingly. “One of your powers didn’t work? The horror. Adapt and overcome your opponent. Get creative in killing it. After all, you had no problems in doing so when we first met.”

I chuckled at that. “Even when you’re not real, you’re still a pain in my ass.” We both laughed for a moment.

Taking a deep breath, Aydan looked at me more seriously. “No one is out there in the middle of the ocean with you. It’s just you and that big fucking fish.” Leaning in, he practically snarled at me. “Now go kill it!”

Arthur's Point of View

Center of the Magical Squall

My eyes slammed open as I felt my body being crushed. Throttling my energy as high as I could possibly get it to go for this body, I felt my form beginning to change. I felt smaller and more petite. Sleeker and more agile. Enough so where I could twist my body for a moment and push on the Demons palms with my back on one side with my feet on the other.

Taking a deep breath, I used my gravity pillars to twist my own body violently as my sword became charge with my energy. The Demon roared in pain as I cut through its palms and hands. Fingers fell to the ocean below while I was covered in blood and flew back up into the sky, where I confirmed my body had changed. It had adapted to my training and was stronger than my previous form. Likely due to my superior control.

Ignoring my form for now as the Demon roared in anger as its hands regenerated, I roared back. “Round two, fish face!”

Activating my eyes once more, I surrounded myself in a continual set of gravity pillars. They encircled me and formed above and below me as well. This created a defense that I was confident enough in that would throw off any long-range attacks while also slightly shifted physical attacks. As for its water cannons…

The Demon opened its mouth while several of the fishy appendages surrounded me. Dozens of water lasers launched towards me, but this time, I created portals in every direction. Each one exited near the giant sea creature. All of the attacks cut into its own hide before blood sprayed throughout the sky and rained down.

Using this opening, I felt a burning in my eyes as I focused.