Aquament...this is really a lot to take. I never thought I would be fit for such a sacred, such a rare stone. It took me as its master. What did that mean?? Am I really worth it? I have zero training, zero experience. Wow. Really. Am I really worthy?
I feel wronged. Man... I should be jumping from excitement and here I am spending the thinking it over and again.
There has to be something in it because it strangely feels familiar. It spreads a gentle warmth. It feels good.
I want to know more before master shuts me out again
"MASTER, then why don't you give it to ONYX? He is more trained, more stable."
"the stone chooses whom to serve and how to serve. The rest of others cannot even touch it with bare hands. It will burn us and suck all the vital energy out of us." He sighed. He is sighing a lot these days. Hehe I guess he is getting old. "and that is why I couldn't hold it; it nearly left me with nothing.
I look towards his hands which he was looking quite intently. They looked as if they have been soaked in bleach: white and without any lines.
I go to him and grab his hands. I look at his hands and then mine and again his and mine. It was death white line less. That was really mind boggling.
Shouldn't I panic??Because I am.
"Dafaq. How the hell did this happen???" the words escape my mouth before I can think of them. Oh shit. Language. MASTER shoots me another death glare.
"sorry" I say meekly. I may be a champion in my own world but MASTER is uneatable and indestructible.
"this is what happens when you touch it. It was about to wipe out every ounce of vital energy in me. It takes a lot to heal and recuperate." He mumbled.
So it is healing now.
Wait what?? He healed himself? Just like he healed ONYX?
I turn to him to buzz him with my questionnaire again but I find him smiling at me. God... that charming smile.
"yes? Curious about how I healed ONYX without any deep bruise and cuts? Curious about how I healed myself?" he chuckled. I nod quickly.
"I used internal energy to help him heal. Every person has a ruling element which they can control, on which they can perform. They will need a huge amount of concentration and energy. He was sucked out of vital energy: the air. His internals were burned into ashes and that is where the fire came into play. Two of the major energy systems were disrupted, the stone nearly killed him, but his fluid like movements saved him. His internal energy and heat could he restored easily but restoring his vital air supply worn me out of my own energy so It took me some real time to heal myself when I toughed it." He explained patiently.
"MASTER, what are the other elements?" I ask in a loud whisper.
"there are four" he said "the earth and lithest, fire and pyrokinetist , water and hydrin . the air and aerin. These are the elements and its elementalists. There are some people who lack all these and they are called naturals. They are hollow, defected in side; within the spirit. It requires a heavy practice and patience to control any of these. You can only master one at a time but there are rarely any who can master more. We can learn son, but never master"
Now I am totally flabbergasted, utterly shocked. He is a demi-god. He knows everything. He is a healer, a fighter who knows he is everything. I take a few steps back.
Everyone seems to know about these. Everyone possesses them, but what about me? Not knowing about the soul element is a thing but not having one is totally another thing.
"Then... then what about me MASTER??" I can't be defected. This shouldn't happen.
He was silent for a while and then looked at me intently as if, searching for a clue.
I gulp down hard. "There are some people, SWORD, very rare, rarest of rare; they have a very special capability: the spirit element. They are called the soul breeds. Their training, their work their style everything carries a mark. They can alter any of these elements; can make the dead alive, can summon a spirit whether alive or dead. This can't be known easily until the situation occurs, but once know, they are captured.
And you SWORD are a soul breed: A complete full blood soul breed" he said gravely.