What Mane cast were a few low level leases and one mid-level lease he created- yes, created. He cast a speed lease, a strength lease, and a vitality lease. These leases were basic, and every spiritualist knew them. The last one was a lease he created after his month of training. It was tailor made to conform to the beast form he used when he was body wielding, and it was pretty powerful. It wasn't strange for spiritualists to come up with leases on their own. Nevertheless, what Mane did was still impressive. Especially since he had done this as an eleven year old. But he had the Basileus glow to thank for that. It was by utilizing this glow that he could comprehend the mysteries of lease. But he didn't utilise it in his earlier leases. He wouldn't be a spiritualist if he couldn't cast such simple leases without his glow.
There were two kinds of spiritualists: the main attack type spiritualists, and; the support type spiritualists. Mane and his father were the same kind of people. Both weren't attack type spiritualists. They used their abilities mainly as a support to their wielding skills. They weren't like the third who was an attack type spiritualist. So unlike the 3rd who fought entirely as a spiritualist, and whose leases and power were beyond their imagination, the father and son pair were good, but couldn't necessarily fight as spiritualists. Although Mane had been able to do it in his spar against his team members, that was under the influence of his glow. But one of these days, Mane would have to learn to fight as an attack type spiritualist. But that wasn't today.
Both combatants still stood facing each other; none ready to make the first move. It wasn't that they were unwilling to meet each other head on. Rather, it looked like they were waiting for something. Once the blue and red aura had reached the roof of the room and caused their first respective cracks, both males took off.
*Boom* *Boom*
The sheer power of their movement caused the already broken marbles beneath their feet to turn to dust. The wind screamed in excitement as father and son clashed in the centre of the room.
*Boom*
The first attack from both males were nothing extraordinary in terms of appearance. They didn't look fancy in any way, yet the shockwaves their confrontation brought forth were breath taking. Ray lightly squinted his eyes upon noticing that both of them seemed to be evenly matched. Their speeds were very similar as well. He had seen his son's power level upon scanning him. It was surprising that Mane's power level was above his, but that wasn't what baffled him. A power level that was above 460,000 belonged to high level earth realm wielders. Even with his abilities sealed to the 3rd level of the earth realm, his fighting power was equal to that of a high level earth realmer. That meant that he could easily hold his own against an 8th level earth realmer. Yet Mane, who was a 1st level earth realmer had a similar power level. What was even more fascinating was that his son���s power level wasn't this high initially. It seemed that the countless spars were truly worthwhile. His son was the kind of monster that improved massively once he was pressured. And his improvement was even more amazing when he was subjected to high pressure fights. And maybe it also had to do with the mysterious manual his son was using as his Wielding Energy Foundation Art. One of these days, he would have to ask the masters what it was. That was the only explanation for his staggering progress. Ray's thoughts were forcibly halted when a small fist approached his face once again.
*Bam*
Ray was forced to defend against the fist coated in blue aura. As a result he was forced back several steps. His back actually hit the wall before his body came to a halt. He stabilised his body and prepared to charge. But his assailant was in no mood to wait for him.
*Boom*
Ray rolled out of the way as Mane crushed into the wall, fist first. That section of the wall broke apart as easily as a knife cutting through cake. But the damage wasn't extended beyond that. A pale blue barrier covered the entire wall and supported it. So, although it had a section broken off, the hall was still fine. However, through the broken part of the wall, Mane could see the happenings in the adjacent room. It just so happened that the part of the wall he had broken down was where the door was fixed. That meant the next room was
"The dining room" he mumbled. The room in which he had just taken his lunch. He could see his mother smiling at him. But she wasn't the one who caught his attention. Seated around his mother were six figures. They were the members of the Silver Wolves team- both the official and unofficial members. And one extra boy. Mane's eyebrows twitched when he saw the boy. The boy was handsome, no doubt about that. But that wasn't what caused Mane such a headache. That boy was Abelard, Frederick's brother. He was the boy Mane had wounded some months ago.
"Not again", Mane thought. This 'kid�� had been disturbing him since he got better a month ago. Mane already felt exhausted thinking that he would have to deal with this kid when he got out.
*Bam*
In his distracted state, Mane had left himself wide open. And his father wasn't going to wait for him to sort himself out. He had delivered a mighty fist open realising that Mane's charge had ended, and sent his son hurtling across the room and into the wall.
Mane used the momentum of the attack to readjust his position mid-air. Before he landed on the wall he performed a low chant, "Digitos lentiescit". It was a mid-level lease that allowed a spiritualist to stick to most surfaces, vertical or horizontal. He performed a flip and landed on the wall without any injuries- feet first. His father's blow hadn't caused any problems either. This was thanks to the beast armour lease he used earlier. He looked up after he was settled. And he did so just in time to see his father rushing at him once more. Mane only smiled looking at his charging father. He bent down and poised himself as a wolf ready to pounce would, and leapt towards the Brute King. His actions brought a smile to Ray's face. He rushed towards Mane as he cast a lease of his own
"Reformandam"
Two figures came out of Ray's body once his lease was over. Like shadows formed on a sunny day, they stuck closely to Ray and performed the same actions he performed. All three rushed towards the smiling Mane. Mane wasn't perturbed with the addition of two more opponents. It wouldn't be a real challenge without any pressure. Besides, from the moment his father had told him about the cloning lease, he was already prepared to meet it in a battle. It would be folly to have knowledge of something, yet show no application to grace this knowledge. Like a hunting wolf, he pounced towards the trio of Rays, leaving a cracked wall in his charge. Mane rushed on all fours like a beast, his actions not at all similar to that of a human. When Mane was about three metres away from the Rays, he disappeared. Almost immediately he appeared beside the Ray on the left and delivered a fierce kick.
*Boom*