Master asked the Smith where Friedrick had stored his equipment that he was making to see where the boy was at with his task. The smith took Master to the apprentice chest, Master opened the chest and began laying out the equipment. He had completed all of the daggers and completed the warhammers. All that was left was the Rondels and the Targe. Friedrick already had the ingots for a Rondel and one Rondel blade forged out. Just needing a handle, guard, and hilt. Master seeing this smiles, Friedrick was actually further along than he expected even though Friedrick asking assist over months ago. 

Master seeing this begins forging the second Rondel. Then creating and forming the Targes for Friedrick that can hold two warhammers. Once the blade for both Rondels are ready Master than forges the guards and hilts. Once he finishes this Master asks the Smith if he had any wood for the handle. Master gets the wood and puts the Rondels together and begins wrapping the wood with Hemp. Then soaks the handles with oils until the Hemp softens for Friedrick to be ready.

Forty-Eight hours later, both boys begin waking up John wakes up two hours before Friedrick and gets to see the same thing that Friedrick got to see whilst John was out due to the effects of the Elixir. Master welcomes John with a few simple words; “Ah, John first in first out. Now before we talk too much go wash up and food is already ready.” Two hours later, Friedrick wakes up Master still sitting in the same spot and welcomes. Friedrick the same vagueness, “ Ah, Friedrick welcome back, John has already woken up. Now go wash up and leftovers are over there.”

Friedrick walks over to the washbasin. That just a few hours ago used to wash up. Friedrick looks down into the water and sees a dark-skinned version of himself. finding this dark sticky molasses in every crack and crevice after seeing his reflection realized even worse it came out of every pore. Friedrick after getting in the water turns to Master and asks the question; “How long were we out?”

Master slightly irritated by the fact of having to repeat himself. Gave in to the simple question request since it was basically his own fault for having to answer it twice anyways. “Well, I would like to tell you just wait a bit. However as John would not let it go, I will tell you it has been two days. Now, please don't do as John did and shovel down food and begin doing two days worth of exercises or workouts the elixir just gave you what is equivalent to four years worth okay.” Master sighed paused for a second and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Sorry, but you know how John is when he misses training much fewer exercise sessions. Anyways after you finish eating go fetch John we will be holding the final task before we leave.”

Friedrick was surprised he did not know what to say. However, it was not a request but a statement. So Friedrick without a verbal response just nodded. Friedrick finished cleaning and stepped out he looked at the water and was shocked to find that what was once water is now a murky syrup-like substance. Friedrick could not process what he saw, giving up he turned toward the stove. Looking at the stove Friedrick found a bowl and spoon there. Master pulled out his Yggdrasil Ladle, “Clean it and return it.”

Friedrick scooped out the leftover food and cleaned the ladle. Friedrick then returned the ladle to Master. Master thanked Friedrick for the courteous gesture and received the ladle back from him. Friedrick didn't realize how hungry he was until the bowl was under his nose and smelled the food. Now realizing this fact Friedrick scarfed down the meal quickly and unceremoniously eating everything and the rest from the pot too. Friedrick probably would have licked both bowl and pot clean if it hadn’t been for Master stopping him.

The master having stopped Friedrick from committing himself to hunting dog duty. Gave him the task of fetching John, during this task, the local church bells tolled telling him it was already 8’ o clock in the morning. This meant that Friedrick was now two and a quarter worth of tasks behind now. However, thankfully he already had negotiated for coverage but not so early. He knew that Master was unsure when they would wake from the elixir but he never guesses forty-eight hours later. Now he owed his parents two extra days of whatever they want. His parents were different on things like debts. His father did not care for the debt being that his side of the family never stayed long somewhere two years at most having debt was extremely shameful. His mother, on the other hand, loved when people owed her. With her ability, she could call a debt no matter where the debtee was currently across the planet. Using the debtee’s true name and a there face pictured in her mind she could either call upon them physically or just an ability. If that is all she needs but that uses up the debt. If she doesn’t declare a task then it only lasts for fifteen minutes if a task is declared then the debt/task will be closed upon completion or death.

Friedrick shuttered at this thought owing his mother for three debts. She was dastardly when cashing in a debt. Even Friedrick’s father rarely traded for other people's debts without something that he knew in advance she would accept. Finally, Friedrick found where John was, John was currently doing morning martial forms in an open field just outside of The Snow property. This is usually where John and Friedrick would play when other children from the town wanted to play. Since Friedrick’s parents would constantly be hovering over everyone making sure nothing was misused or broken. So John and Friedrick decided while back it was more fun to play outside no matter what the weather outside. Now here was John playing Naval trainee in the same place.

Friedrick seeing this smiled mischievously. Friedrick begins his prowl for an opening as soon as he sees one then pounces. Soon enough John fails to properly execute the Thia Chi Martial forms 20 to 21 which is simply flashing his arms, followed by a block, parry, counter. At that exact moment, Friedrick pounced as planned. Which caught John off guard and let Friedrick sweep John’s feet out from under him and strike John squarely in the chest. As soon as Friedrick landed the strike John had his breath knocked out of him. Then again as soon as he hit the ground.

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John had just finished eating and Friedrick was still out on the ground beside the log That John had chosen to use after Master handed him that vile and said it would improve them. Without any questions, John downed the liquid and found it strangely familiar. It reminded him of his favorite meal venison and potatoes. As soon as that thought came into his mind he saw black stuff start to push its way out through his fingernails and was out.

John bugged Master for almost forty-five minutes till Master finally stated it had been more than forty-eight hours. Freaking out John stormed off to make up for the missed session John knew how important muscle memory was and feared that he would be sluggish if not already in the mid-stages of atrophy. Without pauses or breaks, John began sword and Targe forms, followed by Muay Thai, then Thai Chi, and began again. John repeated these three over and over till he slipped up and almost executed form fifteen left heel kick. After doing form twenty flashing hands, as he hesitated for a second or two John realized his feet were no longer touch earth and he was facing the sky as soon as he noticed this he lost his breath. Thinking to “himself was an excellent execution,” as he was sent up into the air and back down. John then hit the ground and again had the wind knocked out of him.

The air finally rushed back in, bringing with it cohesion to John’s thought process. “What just happened,” John asked himself. John began looking around and saw a person running away towards the snow mansion. The person was about 8 or 9 years old, the kid was almost 5 foot tall if just below he was wearing an undyed worn tunic with patches of leather in key places forearms, elbows, knees, shins. “Who is this kid,” John thought he tried to speak but found his throat was raw from the lack of water. John hadn’t been keeping track of the time he knew only that he started before sun up and that was it. So John jumped to his feet and began giving chase however every time John thought he was closing the kid would pull ahead drastically. Like he would get about three arm lengths away, then the next thing he knew he was 25 yards away and in this instant, he was turning around a corner. John was not paying too much attention to where he was, or going. So he was extremely surprised when he came barreling out from behind a tree and collided into a large boulder. If that wasn’t surprising enough it was the boulder that Friedrick’s father somehow got into the Snow’s backyard for the chef and began making 4 levels of flat spots, all of which were large enough for a rack of pork ribs and a rack of beef ribs. Except one level was large enough for an average adult male to sit in a cross-legged position. 

John realizes very quickly where he was the training grounds of House Snow. John halted quickly then looks around not seeing the kid but seeing Master. John asks; “Master have you seen a kid he was wearing a tunic with leather patches and about five foot tall?” 

Master turns toward John raises an eyebrow; “Huh, of course, I have seen one it is over there.” points toward Friedrick laying on the ground in the same place he was earlier. Wearing the same clothes that John described. 

John seeing Friedrick still laying there frowned. “Master how much longer will it take for Friedrick to… well, you know.”

Master smiled mischievously; “I do not know how long it will take each person’s first dose depends on their own body.”

John walked over to Friedrick as he reached down to check his breathing John noticed that Friedrick was clean not covered in the molasses-like substance. Without a hiccup, John reached back to his waistband and grabbed a dagger from there and brought down over Frierick’s throat saying; “What I don’t need from my little manservant is failure to improve.” Then began brought it up to Friedrick’s left and ran it across Friedrick’s throat to Friedrick’s Right ear.

Friedrick gasped and reached up to his throat to see John leaning over him going; “Blah, blah, blah” and motioning his hand from his own throat out as if shooting blood. Then mellow dramatically. Fainting from blood loss. Feeling no cuts or blood on his throat Friedrick leapt over the log and kicked at John as hard as he could.

Master saw the whole interaction John had his blade flipped and was holding it loose with little pressure against Friedrick. Master chose to let this play out and see what Friedrick would do. Master knew full well what both were capable of and knew full well their love for one another was too great for anything ill to come of it. “Okay, boys into the ring we have three hours till we get going.” Master was not speaking the whole truth as soon as one fell. They were leaving Master having already had their bags packed when he gave them the elixir. “Now let’s begin.. fight.”