TF Chapter 13 Like Oil And Water

"What's going wrong? We have been trying everything!" Shouted out Bora in frustration. I couldn't fault her as I too, was feeling the same. We had already been given some information that some teams had already succeeded.

"Calm down. Its only been a month. We still have time." Danny boy tried to have her simmer down, only that it did the opposite...

"Calm down! Calm Down! Is this a joke to you? Could it be that your leisurely attitude slipped into the spiritual appendage and slowed down our progress? Celeste already said that feelings could do that. I hate your nonchalance the most. And you! Why do you take things so slow?"

Her last question was directed at me, causing me to raise an eyebrow.

"Why the hell are you impatient? Only a few teams have figured out the trick to successfully extracting the atoms! As Danny boy said, we still have plenty of time!" I argued back, causing her to huff and leave the stone room.

"...why do you always bicker with her?" Danny boy's question caused the fury I had been storing away to rise to the surface, causing me to direct a rage filled glare his way. He must have gotten the hint that I was about to explode, so he raised his arms in a gesture of surrender.

What were we doing wrong? We had tried everything that we could to get the particle to a low energy state only to fail miserably each time. Could we have misunderstood the hint Celeste had given us?

She wasn't here since she wasn't truly needed, so she only spent about 30 minutes with us in a day. And that was only because of my visions, or else, she would have been like the other tutors, skipping entire days without showing their faces.

"What if we try things from another angle?" Danny boy asked.

"Which angle?" I asked. His question had piqued my interest.

"I don't know, maybe we could try to scoop out the atom as fast as we can so that its isolated from the molten stream?" He sounded unsure about the idea, but it got me thinking, what if that was the trick to it?

Our next try was later, when a full day had passed and I could reenter the vision. I have tried to use my own spiritual energy to activate the vision multiple times, but failed, leading me to the conclusion that I was too weak to succeed on my own currently. It was frustrating how I had to borrow their spiritual energies.

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'Maybe I should cross the main road this time and check within the stone rooms of the next quadrant. Fixating on one quadrant might be what's limiting me.' An idea had just appeared to me, causing a shift within my mentality.

Bora returned, causing the atmosphere within the room to become awkward with the reason being that I was waiting for her apology yet, it wasn't forthcoming.

What was going through her mind? Could it be that she was expecting us to act as if her insults hadn't happened. Danny boy probably could, but not me.

"Someone whispered a very enticing deal to me when I was out..." She started, her words catching the both of us off guard since they weren't what we had expected, and usually, she was never the talkative type.

"He said that I would be granted whatever I wanted..." She paused here, yet I had already figured out the rest.

Someone just doesn't make such an offer unless they want something, and what could it be? Either information, or my death! Had she been tempted over to the dark side?

I shifted uncomfortably.

"...if I kill you."

"That person was most definitely lying! There is no way that a murderer could be let lose unless your family has a very powerful forger, and even then, a great price would need to be paid, not to mention you'd have to be their favored descendant or something." Danny boy spoke with confidence causing me to believe his logic.

"For a split second, I was tempted..." She continued, as if his words hadn't registered. She was nestled in her corner, head lowered in such a way that I couldn't make out what expression she was making.

'Tempted...how weak of you' I looked upon her with disdain. I had thought that with her logical mindset, she would have already figured out that it was impossible for such a good deal to exist.

"He listed the things they were offering, but everything was predicated on the fact that I had to be smuggled off this continent in order to enjoy them...the idiots! If I had signed up for this with the goal of wealth, I might have accepted." Though she spoke like that, her voice was laced with contempt.

"What are you getting at? If this is your pathetic excuse of an apology, then I don't accept." I decided to interrupt her.

"Mr. Nathaniel, in all my years in this world, I have never, and will never apologise to anyone!" She spoke with such power that I felt something imposing within her, the arrogance of an elite.

"Oh...! And how are we supposed to work together with that attitude?" My tone deepened, to the verge of threatening. So what if she knew martial arts? Did she think that I would give in?

"Mr. Nathaniel, this is why I am giving you this information as a trade, so that we can start over."

"Do you think that its just that easy to dismiss the words, 'I am sorry?!" I shouted with such power that I subconsciously activated my spiritual nature.

"This is how the world of elites works. Even when you manage to become a forger, you might have to bow low and accept it if someone stronger does something bad to you. Aren't you doing the same thing now? Are you in the middle of coercing that Ross old man into giving you an apology...mmmmm!"

Her tauting caused my rage to evaporate and shame to take its place. She was right, this world wasn't fair and I had to accept it, but, why would I have to give in to the unfairness when the person who had wronged me was at the same 'power level' as I?