| He watches her teleport into the ring without fail and smiles. Next he makes two small rings the exact size of her feet. "Now I want you to teleport so that your feet are the only things in that ring." he says smiling again, knowing she could do it |
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| This seemed like it would be quite difficult. She would need to divide her attention between the two rings, so she could be certain that she appeared where she was supposed to. There was no room for error this time. After studying each rings for a couple of minutes, she felt confident that she could pull it off. Unlike before, she kept her eyes on the circles this time, and called up her energy, releasing it. |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| He watches as she land perfectly within the foot shaped rings and a smile beams from his face. This had made him very happy indeed. He loved it when his pupils mastered things very quickly. It saved him a lot of trouble and exasperation. |
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| Realizing that she had managed it, a smile came to her face. She knew better than to get too smug, but she couldn't help but feel at least a little pride. Learning things had never been a problem for her, and although she had worried that this would be more difficult, things were turning out better than she had hoped. |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| He walks up to her and picks her up by the waist and twirls her around. "I am so proud of you my dear. You have done quite well indeed" He smiles wide and kisses her as he lets her down. "Would you be up for a little more training?" he asks after he breaks the kiss. |
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| She nodded, resting her arms over his shoulders. Unlike when they usually trained, this time, she only felt the slightest bit of fatigue; she could easily ignore it if she tried. "I only have one question. Teleporting to familiar locations seems easy enough, but what if you want to go somewhere you have never been? You told me that you need to picture where you want to go, but that must be impossible in some cases." |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| "Ah. Remind me to teach you Astral Projection sometime" he says. "It is basicall remote viewing, but you are able to leave your body and travel so that you are imperceptible to all but those that are skilled at seeing the unseen" he says with a kiss |
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| She arched one eyebrow. That certainly seemed easy enough. It was clear that there was a lot that she was now capable of; things she'd never even dreamed possible before now. But she was looking forward to learning them from him. "What did you have in mind for our next lesson?" |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| "Well, to be honest, I was going to create a few things for you to fight, but I shall leave the choice up to you, would you rather learn Astral Projection or would you rather fight a few monsters?" he says, lookind softly into her eyes |
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| "I think fighting experience would be most beneficial at this point. As long as we are together, if we are in danger, you can teleport us both to safety, but fighting experience is something one must learn on their own." She frowned slightly, looking down at the sword she had created for herself. "May I have my sword back?" She had become accustomed to using her magic to battle, but she wanted to keep up her skills with using weapons, as well. |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| He hands the sword back to her with a smile, then disappears. in his place, 7 shambling creatures appear out of the ground in his place. In her head she hears his voice say "Defeat these creatures. I shall be watching your progress" |
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| She unsheathed her sword, taking a step back and settling into a fighting stance. Wasn't this just a few too many? Although... Her eyes followed their progress as they came towards her. They were slow. If this was truly their normal speed, she could easily avoid them, regardless of their numbers. Now, did they move in a pack, or were they solitary creatures? Jumping to one side, she slashed experimentally at the creature that was second to last in line. If they were a pack, the one on the end would move to protect its comrade. If not, they would all continue towards her, heedless of each other. |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| The attack did not seem to damage the zombie much, and they all turn to face her, the two closest to her lunging at her with gnarled and claw-like hands wpread and teeth gnashing. |
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| As she had thought; they were simply intent on the kill, blind to anything else around them. It also looked like she would have to put more force into her attacks. That wouldn't be too difficult. The first cut hadn't been meant to wound. Stepping back out of range, she spun in a circle, gaining momentum, which she then put behind a devastating blow aimed at the two closest creatures. |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| The two zombies take the attack as if it was nothing and both swing at her. The first one hits while the second is just an inch away from hitting. Four long red lines appear on her arm from the attack, and the group redoubles for another go |
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| A growl grew in her throat, and she leapt backwards, thinking. All right, it looked like a sword wasn't going to work. At least not by itself. But what if... The enchantment she put on the blade should still be active. And even though she couldn't use her black flames, she could still use normal fire. If steel wouldn't work, maybe fire would. Concentrating, she called up the flames, letting them rise until she could feel their heat on her face. With a snarl, she jumped towards them again, making certain to stay out of their reach. |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| As the sword stikes true, the flesh of the zombie catches fire from the flames on the sword. As it completely ignores the damage being done to it, the zombie swings at her face, trying to claw at her vital points |
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| Leaning back to avoid its blow, she watched the flames spread. Excellent; this would work. Backing away, she resheathed her sword. To take out the group, she would need something more than this. Extending her arms out to either side, she took a deep breath. A wall of fire sprang up in front of her, cutting her off from the advancing creatures. Moving her arms forward, she forced the flames towards them. |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| The creatures all catch fire from her devious, yet well thought trick, yet they keep advancing. They get near her, and she notices the first one she hit with the fire fall, the other six attempting to swarm her with biting teeth and slashing claws |
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| Fire was extremely effective, but she needed something faster. The flames could injure her as well as them, if she wasn't careful. But what could... Her head rose suddenly as a thought came to her. A quick strike, stopping them in their tracks. Holding up one hand, she looked down at her palm, making sure to still stay out of reach. Within a few seconds, a whirling blade of wind had appeared in her hand. It resembled a boomerang, though it was made of ever-shifting, razor-sharp air currents. Drawing her hand back, she sent it flying towards the closest creature's neck, intending to decapitate it. |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| The zombies head falls off of its body, then several long seconds later, the body falls to the ground. The other five, with a burst of speed, approach her and all takes swings at her, some striking, but most missing |
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| She clenched her teeth at the stinging blows, ignoring the sensation of the blood trickling from the cuts. None of them were serious, thank goodness; she could keep fighting. But they were faster than she thought they would be. She needed to end this, now. Closing her eyes, she wrapped her arms tightly around herself. A moment later, the wind picked up around her, until soon, she was cocooned within. It howled around her, and finally, it exploded outward, sending deadly shards flying in every direction. |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| The group of zombies fall to the ground, torn to shreds. Moments later, a huge one-eyed creature appears, crashing through the trees and wielding a club the size of an uprooted tree, which on closer inspection is exactly what it was |
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| This startled her. She had thought these creatures were the only ones she needed to defeat. She wanted to tend to her wounds and regroup before she had to fight again. But it was too late to do anything about that now. In a real battle, she wouldn't have the luxury of waiting. Almost without thinking, she placed one hand on the ground, opening up a deep chasm between her and the monster. It wouldn't be able to jump it, she hoped. |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| It roars and uproots a tree with one hand and throws it at Virane, his aim more accurate than one would think. The tree aims straight for her, looming larger and larger |
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| She leapt to one side, keeping her eyes on the creature. Bigger, stronger... A thought came to her, then. But it only had one eye. If she could blind it, she would have the upper hand. Chances were, it wouldn't be very intelligent, so it probably wouldn't know how to rely on hearing as its sole sense. Going still, she held her hands out in front of her, palm up. Within a few seconds, water droplets began to form. She then elongated them into needle-like weapons, and froze them solid. Drawing back one arm, she hurled the first volley at the monster, aiming for its eye. |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| In an act most cunning, the monster moves the club to block the volley. He then drops it to pick up a large boulder and tosses that at her as well. The boulder is moving faster than one would have thought, though |
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| Instead of trying to dodge, she dropped to the ground, creating a second fissure just in front of her, though this one was much smaller. As the boulder approached, she dropped down into the opening, ducking down below the surface so that she couldn't be touched. This wasn't good. It was smart enough to deflect attacks. What could she do...? |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| The beast takes a few steps back then runs and leps the first chasm and running straight for her |
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| An eruption of steam suddenly issued from the fissure she was hiding in, and Virane pulled herself up out of the ground just far enough that she could use her arms. In her hand, she held more thin slivers, but these were different, somehow. They almost seemed to change color in the light. It cannot block the attack if it cannot see it! Once more, she let loose the slivers. These, unlike the others, were made of some sort of crystal, and absorbed the light around them, making them all but invisible. |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| The creature, not expecting her to do the same attack twice, stops and blinks as she throws something, but he was unable to see what it was she had thrown or where she aimed. Soon, the spikes hit him in the eye and he let out a howl of pain and fury. Blood starts running from his ruptured eye and he starts pounding around, hoping he gets her in one of the attempts |
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| A wicked smile came to her face as she sprang up out of the ground, sprinting towards the creature. It would be easy to finish it off now that it couldn't see her. Its attacks were still unpredictable, but as long as she kept away from the arm wielding the club, she would be fine. Gathering her legs up under her, she leapt upwards, unsheathing her sword and aiming for the creature's throat. |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| The creature swings at her in midair, but just barely misses her. However, the momentum of his swing causes his body to turn on its side, essentially deflecting her attack |
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| She snarled, repositioning herself before the monster could gain its balance back. Quickly... Upending the sword she held, she knelt down on the side of the creature's head, and plunged the blade downward, putting all of her strength behind it. Its skull might be too think to penetrate, but its throat probably wasn't. She could sever all four of the vital blood vessels from this position. |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| The sword enters the creatures neck, severing its aorta and causing it to bellow a horific scream as it bleeds out. In minutes, it ceases thrashing about and lies still in its death. As its screams die out, she hears the roars of something in to woods, and three more of the one eyes creatures emerge, charging straight for her, clubs raised and ready to attack |
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| She went still, not liking this at all. Her wounds from the first fight were beginning to ache, and she was finding it harder to concentrate. On top of that, three at once... She'd had enough trouble with one. What was Philip thinking?! Although she had been prepared for a test, wasn't this a bit much? ...no. If he sent them out, he must know that she could do it. If only she had access to her black flames... Breathing deeply, she forced herself to calm down. Kneeling, she placed both hands on the ground. When she raised them again, a thin, shimmering sheet of the same crystal she had used before appeared. It began to warp, forming itself into a vaguely crescent shape. Well, if she couldn't attack up close, she would do it at a distance. Turning herself at a right angle to the approaching monsters, she threw the crystal weapon to the left of the monster furthest on the right. The weapon immediately changed trajectory, and the purpose of it soon became clear as it curved inward towards them. It was a boomerang. |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| The boomerang flies true and slices the creature on the left in half. The one in the middle tabs the thing and hurls it at Virane, the force of the throw terrifying and the course is aimed straight for her |
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| Instead of dodging out of the way, she held her ground, holding her sword up in front of her. She had to time this perfectly... Bracing herself, she waited until the weapon came within range, and she swung the blade at it. There was a deafening shattering sound, and shards of crystal exploded outward. As they did so, she made certain to shield herself with her energy, so none of the deadly projectiles found a home in her flesh. |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| The shards explode heading straight for the creatures and embed into one of them while the other one uses his club to shield himself from the majority of the shards. With a bellow, the one that didn't shield itself swings its club down at her as the other one moves to flank her |
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| She tensed, looking between the two of them. An idea came to her, then. It was dangerous, but it might be her only chance. It would be difficult for her to get between both of them like this, but if she could get out of range of one, she stood a better chance. The problem was the second one. The timing was critical. She had to wait until they were both in range, until they were close enough for each one to reach the other. |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| The first one swings its club straight at her, aiming for her head. As it swings, the second one swings at her from the side, the club rushing in fast |
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| Now! Faster than they could follow, she rolled forward, right between the legs of the creature in front of her, taking her safely out of harm's way. The velocity of the two clubs should be great enough that they couldn't change their trajectory in time, and if she was correct about her placement, her fight was soon to be over. Surely not even the thick skulls of these things could withstand the blow of a club that big, going that fast. |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| The clubs swing through the air she once occupied, hitting nothing. The creatures roar and unwholesome sound and turn to face her again, readying another swing. they only wanted to get just one good hit in, and then they would have dinner |
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| She growled to herself, clenching her teeth. They had been close enough to each other that the swing should have hit them both! What had happened? She was beginning to get angry now. Raising one hand in the air, she brought it swiftly down in an arc. Flames shimmered into being, forming the beginning of an attack she had used only once before. Grabbing the arc in the middle, she used her other hand to draw back a horizontal bar; the deadly fire arrow. Taking aim at the closest monster, she released, letting the fire feed on her anger. |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
| The creature was only quick enough to make the arrow catch him in the shoulder, though the damage was still done. Severing a crucial tendon, the arm is now dead and useless, the gian club falling from its grip. the second creature charges her, trying to catch her off gaurd as the first leans over to pick up the club with his other arm |
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| She jumped back, drawing another arrow. The air around her seemed to grow colder, despite the swirling fire. Her eyes narrowed, and the gold seemed to shift, growing a bit lighter. Tendrils of silver could now be seen snaking through it. Aiming this time at the creature who was coming after her, she released. She had to end this, quickly. |
| "All life is inherently broken from the start. There is no perfection in life. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of death? It's to try to find ways to better yourself before the end that gives us purpose." |
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