Seeing the boys obediently following orders, her lips stretched to a satisfied smile.
After half an hour when the chores were finished and they were about to leave, a plate with two thick slices of swiss roll and a note were waiting for them.
'Remuneration for the cleaning team from the cooking team'
The note read.
Mahir couldn't help but curl his lips to a small smile.
Cute!
Almost instantly a frown replaced the previous smile.
What the heck was he thinking!!
Ini took a slice and bit into the soft cake...
Mmm... Nirvana!
Mahir picked up the plate and went inside his room.
That night the three received a reminder from Mahavar saying that practice starts tomorrow.
Putting her phone aside Emon slept happily as she anticipated tomorrow's programme.
Next day morning...
The trio met Mahavar at a pine forest some 5 kms away from their tea garden. The forest had a canopy so thick the ambience appeared dark and mysterious. Fog and clouds melt together as they wove unrestrained around the pine thicket.
Emon marvelled at the cold beauty laid before her eyes. The chilly winds blew out her tresses and she could literally feel her teeth chattering!
Cold!!!!
Mahir looked at her gazing at the tall forest and for a moment his eyes softened. She had never stepped out of her neighbourhood. It wasn't pity he felt, rather he empathised with her. He was an orphan too, true he hadn't had a rich life but he loathed his fate... A fate which was short of humanity... The owner of a cold and dead heart...
Mahavar watched Mahir's face light up a little and go back to its cold demeanor. He really wished this guy to find warmth that he had lost since his parents died.
Ashm roamed around the place for a while. He was a nature lover and was ecstatic when he discovered that this was where they would be training! A smile bloomed on his face as he eagerly took in everything.
"All right kids, gather up"
Mahavar's tone turned serious as he started explaining their first training lesson.
Emon hoped that she would somehow play a part in this lesson since she came together, but Mahavar's plan left her out entirely.
He went on explaining the strategems to be used in the ploy that he had hatched. A ploy was actually a situation or rather a plan which included both scopes of attack or defense. A good ploy will have both of these as well as a layered set of semi plan.
The semi plan will start working once the Enamour user triggers the attack or defense mode. But the surprise lied in the fact that neither the attacker nor the defender knew which one activated the layered semi plan.
He activated a shade of Lilac and encircled the area, Ashm flared up Chetwode and sped towards Mahavar.
Although to a regular user it would seem that Lilac was safeguarding the zone but the real motive was just the opposite. Lilac was an ampliflier shade which bounced back any attack. This was not common knowledge and only experienced users could know this.
Emon was amazed how quickly Ashm grasped the true intention of the ploy but as soon as Ashm neared the encirclement wall, something unexpected happened. Shards of Crimson started raining on him!
What!!
How can Lilac attack with Crimson!!!
He immediately blocked using his Chetwode which could null any attack, but the instant he did that, his colour backfired. Crimson shards changed to Chetwode was about stab him when Mahir broke the encirclement.
No! Emon cried! Breaking the encirclement was a trap!
Mahir was instantly thrown 100 meters back. Powerful as it was, Mahir felt his shade wisp out.
Just how dangerous could this shade be?
Mahavar rearranged Lilac as it released a massive power while appearing to be breaking, but right then it went back to encircling.
Mahir stood up wobbling on his feet. Revising his strategy he observed the shades for a while. Any colour that touches Lilac would backfire! That's why Ashm had activated Chetwode. But the latter had in turn activated the semi plan... Crimson. It was a moot point whichever colour you choose, all of them would be used on you...
Ashm had been pinned to the ground with the Crimson shards. Mahavar had improvised the shards to powerful pressure pellets rather than sharpened knives so as not to injure Ashm seriously. However pressure pellets could be fatal too if not broken. Emon could see Ashm was turning blue where the pellets touched him.
It was a dead end!