“But, professor, he does not drink the mutagen. How is it that he can change his physical characteristics so quickly without ever consuming the mutagen?”
Luciana had inquired. For a brief period, the professor next to her was lost in thought. He regained his composure and turned to Luciana.“He employs a method that is both unpleasant and effective. When an alchemist drinks a potion or ingests a mutagen, he does it in order for the potion to enter his body quickly, and the same is true when breathing a gaseous potion. The potion only has to come into touch with your blood to activate. The mutagen takes roughly five seconds to reach your blood, which is a bit slow for the combat in this situation. So Norval grabs the vial in his palm and breaks it. The glass slashes his hand open, allowing the potion in the vial to quickly combine with the blood on the wound, allowing him to perform these quick transformations.”When Luciana examined Norval's
“You will sit here and watch your son. Aren't you the one who persuaded me to come here? As a result, you're not going anywhere. Return to your seat and watch your son fail, just as I predicted. This will serve as a lesson to all of you!” he exclaimed, his lips barely moving as he spoke. He didn't even bother to glance at her before yanking her back into her seat. Norval's sister sat next to them, horrified as her brother's scream continued to reverberate around the stadium.“It's fine; none of the injuries are life-threatening. The umpire whispered to him, “I propose you withdraw, you cannot continue this fight any longer Norval.”Norval clenched his teeth and hauled himself back up, his torso lifted and his gaze fixed on the umpire.“I'm all right. I will see this through, do not stop this fight!” he said. He gripped the umpire's shoulders with his other hand and used him as an ancho
Norval's mother and sister sat next to Luciana and Jalon. The corridor was unusually silent, with only the beeping of the machinery inside the room and the clanking of the fan whirling above them to be heard. Jalon was tempted to take out his phone and log in to his social media accounts at times, but Luciana would elbow him in the gut and he would put his phone back.“It's ok, folks; you can go ahead and prepare.” Mrs. Greensmith read the room and said, "You still have matches today, and I don't want you to waste your time here while your opponents are getting ready."“No, Mrs. Greensmith, we're not bothered in the least. Norval is a friend of ours, and we are here to provide him with the assistance he requires. If we had been in his shoes, I'm sure he would have done the same forus,” Luciana added, smiling at the small girl next to Mrs. Greensmith.“And who is this little princess you have brought
“Wishing you luck, Jalon.” Luciana said as she boarded the elevator and pressed the button that closed the doors and started the elevator's descent. The elevator abruptly stopped on a random floor and the doors flew open while it was halfway to the ground floor.Stanier entered the elevator, adjusting his brown gloves on his hands as he did so. He fumbled with his leather jacket for a few moments before noticing Luciana in the elevator. He froze for a fraction of a second at the door before entering.“Hello,” he said as he shifted closer to the elevator's right-hand button panel. Luciana never bothered to respond to his welcome, but he didn't appear to mind. He reached for his turtleneck's collar and stretched it out for a second before returning his gaze to Luciana. Luciana's head suddenly turned and looked down, as if she was trying to spy on him from the corner of her eye. He couldn’t help but smile at t
The blades collided, causing sparks to shoot across the concrete floor. To Stanier's astonishment, Jalon was a lightning-fast runner. He wriggled and danced his way around Stanier, dodging his blind swings with ease. Jalon took a step forward and stepped on another vial, which exploded and blinded Stanier with a flash of light. As his blade struck with Stanier's crystalline skin, he swung it with tremendous force, shattering fragments and sent them soaring into the air.Stanier lurched back, and before he could regain his feet, he was struck again, knocking him down. When he landed on the vials again, the elixirs bathed his entire body, soaking his garments with the potion. Jalon's name was chanted again and again by the crowd. Some questioned how he was able to dominate the lone wolf despite their swordsmanship being on par. Jalon's strategy, on the other hand, put Stanier at a significant disadvantage. By taking away his eyesight and stance, he had completely messed up his
Jalon walked back to his changing room, favoring his abdomen as he clutched to it. Every breath he took was laboursome and he could not remember the last time he felt such irritating pain. Individuals he met along his way congratulated him for his victory, some wanting to ask how he was able to make the lone wolf submit. He simply gave them a forced smile and tried as much as he could to cover up the pain he was under. He finally reached his changing room and got some alone time, time to cry out for all the pain he was ignoring. He growled and groaned as he struggled to unzip the suit he had on.There was a large window to his side and as he peered outside, he could see the large screen on the stadium rooftop, displaying his name and a tag spelling out the name ‘winner’ flashing and disappearing. It gave him the consolation he needed. Luciana walked into him, changing his top, and
"I apologise, Miss Judy, but we are unable to publish the piece. “It's too dangerous,” the man stated. He chatted to her from behind a desk, fumbling with a pen. Judy fixed her gaze on him, attempting to hide the disgusting expression she was unknowingly producing. The man refused to run the piece even after She explained everything to him. "You've seen the proof. Even the police have confirmed it, and despite the overwhelming evidence, you refuse to run thestory?" Judy remarked. She was doing her best to keep her emotions from coming through in her speech. The man slumped back in his chair and slid his fidgeting pen back onto the surface. He remained silent for a few moments before moving to a bottle of water near him. "Listen, miss Judy, we value you very much in this organisation," he said as he strained to open the bottle, " We really feel that you are a valuable asset to
“ Ladies and gentlemen, she has arrived. Our own little princess. Please join your hands and assist me in greeting Princess Luciana Vonner!” said the announcer. As she made her way to the top of the platform, the crowd went wild, waving banners and posters bearing her name and face. They began screaming her name soon after.Todd's team had finished securing his protection gear around his limbs. He, too, started walking towards the platform.“And here he comes from the red corner. the Prodigy from the North," The announcer added, "Up against our very own princess is Aedmer Todd the undefeated!" The crowd's attention was drawn to the small boy. His entry wasn't as raucous as Luciana's, but it was still chaotic and noisy. The crowd seemed to back each of them equally, as their swaying support swung in either directi
Norval and Luciana exchanged looks. To a degree, Nelanian was correct, and they pondered why they had never considered it before./……………………………………………………………………………………………….../Luciana began scanning her surroundings right away. She needed to locate the canister, which she knew was nearby. She also knew he had to keep it secret so the toddler wouldn't figure out what he was up to."Are you going to attack me once more?" Todd was the one who inquired. ”If you don't attack me, I'm going to attack you, and I'm not going to be so lenient,” he remarked. He allowed Luciana a chance to consider her options before growing tired. The rocket thrusters sprang to life again, pro
The interment was quick and uninteresting. Rhaizen Gale was laid to rest by drunkards who didn't give a damn about his body or his funeral. All they could think about was how quickly the ceremony would end so they could return to their normal lives and forget about that miserable excuse for a man. They wanted the trials to begin so that a new champion could be chosen, one who was descended from royalty and had noble blood coursing through her veins.Luciana was the one who was going to be chosen, as were the majority of IAA students and faculty thought. She had the numbers and the support to back it up. She had always been at the top of her class since her enrollment, and her grades had never slipped. She also showed remarkable promise on the battlefield, winning every tournament she participated in. She was occasionally beatenby Jalon Barr in combat tests and Cecily in alchemy tests, although overall she ranked higher than both when compared. Cecily's absence from
The students carried their luggage through the airport lobby. Jalon had to bear the weight of all four suitcases because the boys who had assisted him in loading them into the bus did not accompany him. Some of the flight attendants felt sorry for him and offered to assist him with his luggage.They walked through the congested airport, and some of the passengers in the lobby who were waiting for their flights recognised them. Others ran up to them and offered to carry their luggage, while others requested photographs and pictures.“All right, that's enough guys, we're here for the trials, not for show,” one of the professors stated, calmly asking airport security to keep the others from approaching the applicants any closer. They finally made it outside the airport, where a luxurious travelling coach was waiting for them. They were about to start packing their belongings when Norval noticed something.“Hey, Jalon, take a look. 
“Have the applicants already left for the trials?” “The king inquired. He walked around Mr. Starkridge's office, tipping books and pens down on the dusty carpet and watching them roll.“Yes, sir, they left a few of hours ago. He said, swallowing hard and loosening his tie in agitation, “I assume they have already boarded the plane and are on their way to Sunset City as we speak.” The lady who had accompanied the king took a seat on one of the couches closer to the office door. While the two were speaking, she started fussing with her nails.“Mr. Starkridge, didn’t I tell you that letting the boy live was going to cause some, complications. I suggested that we just kill the boy right then and there and be done with it. But you had to resort to the slow and methodical approach of feeding him blue fire, how did it go? ” The king inquired as he rested his hand on one of the pens and picked it up.&ldq
The commotion and unrest raged on, students running across hallways and slamming on each other. “They are at the entrance! Call the candidates!” one of the students yelled at another. The media had flooded the schools gate, calling to the school teachers and lecturers to release the candidates for the seat of Ithea's champion for an interview with them.“Please step back people. Classes are
At the school's gates, a fleet of escort cars arrived. The arriving fleet was heard from afar by the idle camera crew who was sleeping the night away in the parking lot. They promptly turned on their cameras. One of the cars came to a standstill, and the back door opened a notch. Two young men dressed in casual clothing emerged and rolled out a red carpet across the pavement leading to the gates. The automobile then moved forward, making room for a limousine to enter the scene smoothly.The camera team fought for a good view of the gorgeous vehicle from both sides of the spread carpet. It came to rest exactly on the carpet, and the front doors opened, revealing two bodyguards. They dashed to the back of the vehicle and cautiously opened the back door.A lovely leg, adorned with pricey stilettos and a stunning gown, stepped out of the automobile. As she stepped out of the car and onto the carpet, the bodyguard extended his arm, and a feminine hand reached out and clutch
Luciana, Norval, and Jalon were all seated on the bench in front of the entrance to the sports complex's head office, where the manager normally sat. Their professors had summoned them to the office for an unscheduled meeting. Because the IAA had closed, the candidates needed to know what they should do after the trials. It was going to be a long, arduous month, and they had to be prepared since the school was closed indefinitely, which meant they could have to return home after the trials were through.It was going to be a long, arduous month, and they had to be prepared since the school was closed indefinitely, which meant they could have to return home after the trials were through.From inside the office, the secretary called to them. The door had been wide open, and there were two entries inside the office, one leading to the secretary's desk and the other, which had been locked, leading to the manager's office shortly after someone had been cleared to enter the offic
"She's awake," Luciana heard a voice say from within her dream. she was coming to. Jalon had snuck close to her. She fought to open her eyes and could hear footsteps rushing tothe other side of the room as she did so. Someone was up to no good, she realised right away. She straightened her back and lowered her feet from the top of the bed to the ground, resting them over a pair of sandals next to it. She was blasted with an increasingly terrible headache as soon as she did so, and all she could do was clutch her head. On the other side of the room, she could hear Jalon's quiet giggles. "Can you tell me what happened?" "How did I end up here?" Luciana inquired, struggling to regain her balance.“You've been out for quite some time." Norval tried hard not to laugh as he stated, "The medical staff brought you here after your match with th
“We welcome you all to the first phase of the Trials of Ithea! ” the announcer said, eliciting a chorus of shouts from the audience.“The participants of this first phase will be none other than the candidates themselves. Luciana Vonner, Ithea's very own princess! The cameras zoomed in on Luciana, who stood clueless, and she could see herself on the enormous screen hanging over the arena, as the announcer shouted. She finally decided to wave to the throng, and they greeted her warmly, singing her name and waving banners spelling out her name into the air. Others carried cut-outs of her face, which they waved in the air as well.The atmosphere was electric and it was justified for the students to feel nervous, they had never experienced a crow of that size.“We have the one and only Jalon Barr, the teen sensation!” announcedthe broadcaster. Give a warm welcome to the face of teenage fashion! ”
Nelanian returned to the shanty where he had been resting. His head throbbed with a headache, and he couldn't concentrate on anything for long. It hurt him in waves, inducing light drowsiness before assaulting him with a violent anguish that forced him fall out of his chair. He reached for a drink he'd made himself and drank two hefty tastes of it. He felt strong enough to walk again after a few moments of resting his mass on the chair, so he got to his feet and walked toward the shack's entrance.It was an aging house that could have easily been blown down by a strong enough breeze, termites had eaten through most of the walls, and it didn't even have a door. Nelanian had tied a sack he found near a farm, cut it, patched it together to form a curtain, and hung it over the door frame as his door. When he stepped outdoors, he spotted black clouds moving in from the south. A storm was approaching, and he needed to finish whatever he was working on before the rain caught him out