After the teacher arrived at the scene, Ahsinav and his friends were, quickly taken to the hospital. Angelica and Rin had broken ribs. Noah had a broken nose and was unconscious for two days. Ahsinav had broken back and remained unconscious for three days. Fortunately, Ivan had only minor injuries. Meanwhile, Ankeet achieved first place in the test. Ahsinav secured second place, Noah secured third place, Angelica and Rin secured fourth and fifth place, and Ivan secured sixth.
In the hospital room, Ankeet entered where Angelica and Rin were admitted. He gently placed a basket of fresh fruits on Rin's bedside table. "How are you feeling, Rin?" Ankeet asked, his tone laced with genuine worry. "I'm alright, Ankeet you don't need to worry," Rin reassured him with a faint smile. After exchanging some words, Ankeet left.
After Ankeet left the room, Angelica, with a mischievous glint in her eye, couldn't resist investigating further. "So, are you two dating by any chance?" she asked Rin, unable to contain her curiosity.
Rin's expression softened, a wistful sigh escaping her lips, "Dating, huh..." she mused, her gaze drifting to the doorway where Ankeet had just exited, "I wish I were, the one he chose," she confessed softly, a hint of longing in her voice. Angelica raised an eyebrow, sensing the depth of Rin's feelings. "Wait, you're not dating? But it seems like..." she began, but Rin cut her off with a dismissive wave of her hand.
"What does it matter, Angelica?" Rin replied, her tone tinged with a hint of sadness. "Some things are better left unsaid." Angelica respected Rin's wishes, understanding that some matters of the heart were best left unexplored.
After four days of recovery, everyone finally regained their strength. The principal decided to commend Ankeet, Noah, and Ahsinav for their outstanding performance on the test. Summoning them to his office, the principal expressed his gratitude for their dedication.
Noah's reward was a healing bracelet. Ahsinav, known for his insatiable curiosity, was granted permission to access the ancient library for one hour every day, a privilege reserved for only the most studious and deserving students.
As the principal prepared to reward Ankeet, he dismissed Ahsinav and Noah back to their classes, and the atmosphere shifted. "Before you offer me anything, Principal, I have a different request," Ankeet interjected, his tone resolute. With a solemn expression, he continued, "You promised to provide me with information about the heavenly fruit. That's all I seek."
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The principal paused for a moment, considering Ankeet's request carefully. "I am willing to provide you with the information you seek," he began, his voice carrying a weight of responsibility. "However, If I gave you the information about Heavenly Fruit, you would try to get your hands on it."
"Ankeet, you must understand that this journey is not one to be taken lightly. You may possess great potential, but the dangers that await in search of the heavenly fruit are formidable." He leaned forward, a paternal warmth in his voice. "I speak not only as the principal but also as a friend of your father. I've watched you grow. I know your heart's desire to rescue her. But remember, rushing will not bring her closer to you."
As Ankeet exited the principal's office, a whirlwind of emotions churned within him. Frustration gnawed at his inside, an unyielding force that pushed him towards the training room, bypassing his usual path to the classrooms. Entering the training room. Ankeet's frustration erupted like a tempest. With each strike against the practice dummy, his pent-up emotions surged forth. "How long do I have to wait?" he demanded, each word punctuated by the force of his blows. "How long...?" "How Long...?"
His voice echoed through the big room. He continued to unleash his frustrations upon the lifeless target.
After classes, Ahsinav eagerly made his way to the ancient library. Stepping into the grand chamber, he was immediately surrounded by towering shelves loaded with tomes of every size and age, their spines bearing the weight of countless secrets. As Ahsinav ventured deeper into the maze of shelves, his eyes scanned the titles. One particular book caught his attention, its title carved in faded gold letters: "Arts of Breathing."
"Yeah, that's it, you should read this book," a soft voice whispered in the empty room, sending a shiver down Ahsinav's spine. Startled, he turned around, searching for the source of the mysterious voice. "Who are you?" Ahsinav questioned, his voice echoing in the vast silence of the library.
"Ahh, how can you forget me already?" the voice replied, tinged with amusement and a hint of mischief. Before Ahsinav could comprehend the strange encounter, a blinding light filled the chamber. As the light gradually dimmed, Ahsinav's eyes widened in astonishment as a figure appeared before him.
Before him stood a fairy, her delicate wings shimmering with iridescence, casting prisms of light across the ancient tomes. "I helped you, remember?" "At the dungeon," she replied, evoking memories of a past encounter. Suddenly, realization dawned upon him. "Oh, so you were the one who helped me?" Ahsinav exclaimed as he recalled the mysterious aid he received in the dungeon, "I am Zephyria. I'm the fairy of wind," she introduced herself, "You should read that book because your ability to absorb Ora is pretty weak," she gently urges, "You fainted because of Ora's exhaustion last time, so this is the perfect book for you."
As Ahsinav started reading the book, He found himself drawn to the first page, the introduction about Ora. "Ora is a form of energy that is present in our surroundings. Many people think that Ora can only be Manifested while meditating, which is wrong. Mediating does help in manifesting but it is slow and the amount of Ora consumption is also less. Ora is a form of energy that can be manifested even in the middle of a battle, to manifest Ora quickly and more efficiently, one should have a better understanding of Ora. Become one with nature. Focus and Concentration are also needed. So, that's why very few people can learn the true essence of Ora.
As Ahsinav was about, to read the second chapter his time came to an end. He made his way to the training room. After the grueling regimen, he replenished his strength with a hearty dinner before going to his room.
In His room, Ahsinav found himself visited by an unexpected presence. Zephyria appeared in front of him. With gentle guidance, she led him through a meditation.