His vision remained on a feeling of emptiness, and mana encircled him. A specific warmth neared his aura. Flamma, once again, observed.

He walked along the ruthless surface, and centred his concentration. His hand opened, and a whisper of fire winked. "Fire: Exhausted Blaze..." He murmured roughly.

Barely, his flames surrounded the earth beneath him, and shattered completely. His irises clicked up, with a certain melancholic sigh.

Continuing, flames blinked around him. Flamma's newly affirmed attention steeled, and he unlatched his spheres carelessly.

"Hello," Feriosio restlessly noised. Giving a glance at the outline of magma. "You need anything?" 

Scuin simply exhaled, and a documentation glided forward speedily. "You're going to the main structure. Lateness is impolite."

He laughed childishly, and ungently answered. "I understand!" While his response contained a sarcastic emotion.

Lava erupted, and Scuin's silhouette dispelled. Noticing the withdrawal, Feriosio eyed the paper, and examined his orders.

Flamma sauntered away, and extended his arm, he noisily announced. "Well! Magma's going decently...!"

"Huh? Really, all these 2 months orchestrated was boringness." He whispered immaturely. "Okay, the war sector!"

His fire roared.

Kloaked's Experience.

My grab grew stronger, and a body soared to the skies. I heartlessly assessed their condition, and a small echo of under-developed mana surrounded me.

I swayed, and dodged an incoming slash, my mace rocketed towards them, with my arms wrapping around me guardedly.

"Combative Style: Craterous."

While I worked on protectiveness, Craterous was utilized with more graveness. I hammered my fists onto my artificially made-enemy.

Water coalesced, and I stretched my fingers, each second calmingly arrived. I smoothly span, and heel-kicked their skull with efficacy.

Skilfully, my hands clasped, and mana carried on mumbling. I noticed them easily standing. Racing forward, my magically-created opposition punched me speedily. Craftily, a speck of liquid was planted into my eyes, and rubbing them, I was forced upwards by a hurricane of energy.

I responded cruelly, and mercilessly drove my clenched limbs into their head, I was superior, still, Rogue's water and dimensional magic combined, and shaped my unrelenting enemy.

A completed series of punches relaxed, and I breathed hastily. Rogue entered, and charismatically clapped, reminding me when he hired us.

"Your deficiency is no weakness." He revealed, strolling near me. "While your 2 months with me were small, your physical strength improved astoundingly." His body distorted, a space-resembling aura expanded.

"I'd like to observe you, personally."

I sped forward, and clashed with his barrier, he was quite sentimental, considering his actions, clapping, and his unyielding barricade.

My aura extended onto my neck, and I canalized energy, which started shooting. "Combative Style: Final Roar!"

His lips widened to a callous, and...Cheerful smile, announcing. "Good. My amelioration was used kindly!" His unclenched hand reduced my improved move.

I growled, annoyed, and replied agitatedly. "I'm expecting you need me. Since you never come around unless something of significance happened." My words were slightly matured. A noble was annoyingly serious with words.

He silently nodded, clicking mana. He shaped behind me, and quietly declared. "Your role awaits."

"Huh-"

The climate shattered, and my form blurred. Rifts connected, and whirled around me. While Rogue grinned sardonically.

My mind calculated indifferently. "I'm going across space, and mentor..." I sarcastically confirmed. "Is sending me somewhere randomly."

Noticing a hurricane, my sights moved to the side. I irritably exhaled, my mana growled wildly. I continued, particles enveloping me.

I decided to create a recollection, newer skills earned in 2 months. While my arms were outstretched, and I slid into a standing position.

"A surface." I deduced helpfully to myself, and sauntered forward, small ethereal plants greeting me graciously. Kneeling, I picked one up in scrutiny. "Durable." I murmured, unable to remove the stems.

"Looks like where I battled Quos," I sourly realized, sauntering forward, I saw a lake. "Now...A difference."

Carelessly, I slipped into a diving posture, and delved onto the water, I surrounded the air in energy, and my fists crashed into the liquid-resembling earth.

My hands blocked my irises, when a flood of aura shaped. I noticed a portal, which span speedily. "Okay...A single second, to enter!"

My eyes clicked, and I bathed in the water, with Rogue's lessons filling up a curious boringness. Merciless, he barbarically improved me, making me work on my physical strength with no mana enhancing.

My appendages grew with me, while I matured my body. My speed remained sharper, and Craterous, a spell used with an ambition of guarding me, was my superior move, compared to others.

I yawned, and my slumberous behaviour stabbed into me, my mindfulness dispelled, and a whirlwind of mana roared.

Exiting Kloaked's Experience.

Quos leaned onto a chair side, and in a bored manner sighed. "Scuin! Are the messages given?!" He restlessly enquired.

Magma encompassed the sector, and he examined his companion's coming casually. "Feriosio is my only pupil, and Rogue's sending his gloomy one. Yours is arriving?" 

He relaxed, moving forward with clasped hands. "Heh. Well, Scuin. Our little challenge is stopping soon. I'm sure Void shall show you his...Cleverness?"

"You're unintelligence is scary on its own." She sarcastically answered, and glanced at the hall-way. "Is the kingdom giving us another group?"

Quos exhaled, annoyed. His words were composed. "Of course, I was incapable of proving my mentoring could change them speedily."

"Lord Kaud and I are buddies! He never hears me!"

Scuin clapped, imitating Rogue and Quos' attitude. "Shocking, you're certainly amicable..."

He stood up, and grinned childishly. "You understand me!"

"Only slightly."

"Slightly sounds enough."

A companionable silence.

Oceanic hair swayed, and Vadras apathetically stared. His hands resided in his pockets cautiously. He settled into a wary aura.

Walking, his footsteps peacefully noised. His dagger swung upwards, and electricity laughed humourlessly, watching his elemental spell amble, he sighed.

He span, and sauntered along the path, he was alone, his presence roaring mirthlessly. He clicked his spheres to the heavens, and rushed away.

Wind strolled around him, and he disregarded their appearances, his skull moved skywards. He examined the outline of space uncaringly.

While mana sprinted into his legs, and arms Void leaped, and grabbed a branch. Bringing himself onto a higher plane of existence.

Extending his speed, Vadras glanced, nearing him was a heated distortion. He apathetically smiled, his orbs secured.

"Flamma." He sounded. Leaping over meteors of fire, and dropping onto the branches again. "Your speed's certainly upgraded."

Rowdily, Feriosio laughed, his fingers retracting the heatedness. "Hah. Void, I'm sure you'd be beaten by me easily!"

Vadras exhaled, and answered unemotionally. "Magma?"

"Barely." Flamma unmindfully explained, dangling on a remainder of debris, recklessly. "All Scuin aided me with was using a surface."

He nodded in a detached fashion before walking nearer to a magical rip in the earth's climate. "Flamma." He beckoned.

"Above."

Vadras skidded away, and swivelled across the platforms, eyeing a portal shaping. Kloaked's exhausted body crashing, with Feriosio below.

Flamma grinned exuberantly, his mouth gathering eruptive energy. "Fire: Wicked Resemblance!"

His crimson irises glimmered brightly momentarily, his new spell whirled into loops, and surrounded Kloaked. His sleepiness dissipated, and...A burned boulder waited.

A rough warmth, and Kloaked roared in annoyance. "Flamma! You frustration!"

He dodged Kloaked's movements, and a boulder soared towards him. "You're gonna kill me!" He yelled, wildly sliding.

"Use your fire elsewhere." He mumbled, mentally sighing, his noble-master's words engraved into his vocabulary. "Seriously!" He shouted irritably.

Vadras simply observed, unbothered. He walked to the location Quos assigned him, and channelled mana into his dagger. "Okay. Quos merely needed energy in the skies." He monotonously whispered.

Mana sped upwards, and Vadras manipulated his aura into a message, with a bellow of electricity yelling uncaringly.

"Rampage," Vadras blandly noised. Seeing his companions' confused looks. "Flamma is Rampage, considering Void." He explained indifferently.

"Me?" Kloaked worriedly asked, undesiring of a nickname. "Ruthless would sound good," He contemplated in a murmur.

He grinned rambunctiously, and responded noisily. "Rampage, huh?!" Flamma nodded with childishness. "Sure. Void."

Rogue professionally watched Quos, and questioned with maturity. "Sending the children on an infiltration work to the Fallen-Kingdom?"

Quos' leg rested onto the other limb, he responded nonchalantly. "My recommendation. They're gonna be working with some people."

"We could use someone older." Rogue suggested, strolling across the space graciously. "I'm certain more calculable mages can go to the Fallen-Kingdom."

"Heh." Quos replied, continuing seriously. "Nope. I was interested by those brats." He explained incautiously. "Still, Scele Kiudn."

"Lord Kaud promised us he would handle this issue." The noble-wearing noble reminded, sipping his beverage politely. "I'm unable to understand why you mentioned him."

Quos' shape faded, approaching from behind Rogue, unworriedly. "You purposefully forced the kid into lunacy. I'm unsure if Ruthless is well."

"Your nicknames need work," Rogue declared. "Still, Scele was something."

Vadras' Experience.

I kneeled, chillingly staring at the empress and emperor, a specific apathy rising into my aura, once again. Similar to when I was a guard.

"My rulers," I confirmed respectfully, silencing Flamma and Kloaked with a rope of electricity, Kloaked would roar, and Flamma was destined to yell. "Mage Quos ordered our arrival." I courtly affirmed.

Kaud simply stared, and I heard him murmur quietly. "Cape." Which was quite confusing, considering we wore a mages' uniform.

He shook his skull regally, his orbs carrying nobility. "My apologies. I remember you. When Asceticae blurred our eyes."

I smiled unemotionally, answering frigidly. "Please forgive my actions. I was unable to placate the blur." I was conversing with uncaringness, I was incapable of dispelling Soul's spell.

I respected Soul, he composed his words, and helped Asceticae. My daggers are connected with him, and I'm quite resolute on learning more.

He disregarded me, and examined Kloaked, with a barely hearable sigh, he announced. "Guards, bring group 20! Now!"

"Denn, Cisial, and Uawn, shall aid you." While Kaud's sights lingered around my maroon-edged companion. "My personally picked mages are capable, I shall reward Unsaeal. His efforts are kind!"

A door was opened, and 3 magic-users dutifully strolled, nearing Kaud, and Ryia, with a bow prepared, and Kloaked remained immobile, his mouth latched.

I smiled apathetically, students, coming from Incantation Academy, they were graduating with us, after these 2 months the emperor looked too of hired the students.

My pupils clicked, returning to the lord's location, he extended his hand, and gestured hastily. "Now."

"Since the Fallen-Kingdom would realize your presences are near, you shall come to a sector where my associate can show you all the entrance."

I nodded graciously, and scrutinized the newcomers deeply. Matching my inspective behaviour, Denn emotionlessly blinked, with a delicate canopy of energy encompassing him, warily.

Kaud snapped his fingers, and molecules clouded around them, soundlessness encircled us all. "Converse." He simply ordered.

Denn glided towards me, and smiled barbarically. "Void." He sarcastically drawled, approaching my stare, ungraciously. "I remember our spar, when we were smaller, you were lonely."

I mirthlessly laughed, equalling myself onto his degree of a sarcastic attitude. He circled around me, like a predator, and aimed a kick, skilfully.

Efficiently, I blocked him with my dagger, and he confessed. "Using a dagger, you're weaker. Weaker than expected."

I span, sending a mana embedded punch into his head, driving him forward. Which I followed up with a slam on his abdomen with my electricity.

"Mana, your mana enhanced you," Denn grinned callously, racing towards me. "Looks like, a rematch is required, agreeable?!"

Stoically, Denn's desirable silver hair was rubbed, and he inched at the arena of particles. "Void! You're from sector 2, a weaker one."

My arms were raised, stopping his hands', relentless, and crushing movements, he forced himself into a stronger condition, propelling his legs, and his fists gained more strength.

I sighed apathetically, and my appendages burned with mana, detecting this, Denn flipped away, and span airborne, shooting a merciless kick onto my face.

Soundlessly, I grabbed him, and uncaringly laughed, once more. "Sector 2 and 7 were drastically changed, your sector was ruthlessly damaged, lacerations, and slashes, my sector was merciful, while we were forced to mature."

"Our difference..." I whispered indifferently, sending my dagger into his stomach. "Is I'm calmer, a mere and simple claim."

Denn smiled, and blinked behind me, with a roar, he brutally rocketed his clenched hand, reaching my skull. My orbs snapped, shutting.

"I never needed mana!" Denn declared, his arms boisterously staying on the sides. "My graduated classmate, remember the words you announced to me, after you were the unsuccessful mage?"

"Mana is cruel?" I asked, staring towards his fallen condition. "Yours was required to win."

He grinned, manipulating his energy into a combined barricade. "Hah! You won. Your emotions, are they happy, satisfied, enquiring? I understand you, you're rough..."

I sighed, standing and encircling my hand in aura. "Lightning: Ruler's Electricity." I sprinted at an astounding rate, and kneed him.

I continued, mercilessly bringing my dagger into his arms, which now hung loosely.

"Void!" He yelled maniacally. "Something's happening!"

Particles escaped from his ears, and currents. Molecules returned to Kaud, and the ones surrounding me, dispelled.

Lord Kaud was controlling him, and relinquished his mental confines to him again. Uncaringly, I exhaled, noticing Flamma's mana.

"A physical aura?"

I confusedly disregarded my enquiry, I was unaware why Lord Kaud used Denn this brutally, and Kaud stared.

"Good, you're both matured."

"Denn, you and your group shall accompany them all."

He emotionlessly nodded, and faded with energy, a whirlwind remaining.

I exhaled.

Exiting Vadras' Experience.

A yelling whisper.