Some teachers stood up from their seats, staring at Elijah in wonder.
He finally broke through, his Silver Stream Art reached the Force Stage.
Elijah looked down at the unconscious Michael, "Thank you for pushing me"
Suddenly the students snapped back from their surprise and started to cheer like never before.
They started to discuss what just transpired.
Teacher Silver arrived beside Michael and checked his condition. He was alright, he just fainted.
He turned to Elijah, his expression was gloomy.
'He reached the Force Stage...he surpassed me in our clans Secret Art! And he didn't show his Mutated Bloodline!' Clark felt like puking, thinking that a 14 year old kid was better at an art he had bee training for over 30 years.
No one knew who started first but the spectators began to clap.
Elijah looked around and smiled.
'Not bad, not bad at all. I can generate Force now and use the Force from others for myself. It's still shallow but...I have time!' Thought Elijah ecstatic.
His thoughts were interrupted when he sensed a sharp aura on the fighting stage.
Craig Rael Silver had jumped on the stage, his body was excluding a sharp aura, identical to Elijah's.
Teacher Silver who had handed Michael over to the doctors was shocked.
"Aura Stage of our Silver Stream Secret Art! Why are they so talented?"
Elijah looked over at Craig who had taken out his great sword, pointing it at him.
His green eyes were staring coldly at Elijah, "I challenge you!" Stated Craig.
The spectators cheered, but the teachers frowned. They didn't approve of it, Elijah had just fought and his last attack should have used up most of his Soul Flux.
Elijah observed Craig and shrugged, "Sure, why not."
The crowd exploded in cheers, they were excited.
Some teachers shook their heads.
"He is still too young, he is overestimating himself." Commented the old teacher.
Teacher Silver's mood was bad but his green eyes lit up, 'Craig reached the Aura Stage, he can force him to reveal his Mutated Bloodline!' He stepped between them, "Are you ready?"
Both nodded silently.
"Fight!"
Both dashed at each other, Elijah's blades clashed against Craig's great sword.
*BOOM* *BOOOM* BOOOOOM*
Every clash became more violent, their sharp auras crashed against each other.
Craigs indiferent green eyes lit up and he activated his Bloodline, Silver Flames.
They seemed to be even more violent than Michael's flames.
His great sword blurred, Elijah's blades followed suit and blurred too.
Their clashes were intense and brutal. Elijah frowned deeply.
Craig used his Silver Flames different from Michael, he controlled it to scorch his blades.
Elijah noticed that cracks had appeared on both of his blades.
Craig was on another level than Michael. He had a good control over his bloodline, and his Silver Stream was on the Aura Stage, making it more difficult to handle than Michael's Initial Stage Silver Stream.
Elijah felt his Soul Flux slowly running out, he could win...but he would need to reveal one of his trump cards.
'This is only a simple fight, no need to show my Purple Death Cobra or my bloodline.' Elijah never considered to show his eyes in public.
He separated from Craig, before Craig could attacked him again. Elijah jumped out from the fighting stage, surprising everyone.
He felt the many states directed at him ad he scratched his head not knowing why, "Errr I give up." Stated Elijah.
Everyone was silent.
Craig looked at Elijah with fury, it was the first time that this ice block showed obvious emotions.
"Are you mocking me?!" Shouted Craig angry.
"You are a disgrace to all Warriors!" Shouted Teacher Silver at Elijah.
Elijah was confused, 'Wtf is wrong with them? It's just a fight between students.'
"Is he still a Warrior? How dares he to just give up?" Shouted a student from the stand.
"I thought he was awesome but he is a disgrace to all Warriors!" Shouted another student.
Curses rained down on Elijah.
He was at loss for words, he had turned from a hero to a villian in no time.
Even the teachers were disgusted by him.
"I can't believe that he just gave up!" Cursed Teacher Blake, releasing a brutal savage aura.
"Strange, he clearly held back in both fights...He seems to be hiding something." Commented the old teacher.
The other teachers turned to him. Now that they thought about it, Elijah really didn't seem to give his all.
"I know that his has a High Mutated Bloodline, why didn't he use it?" Said a beautiful blond teacher with glasses. If Elijah looked over he would recognize her, she was the one who tested him the day he joined the academy.
"He has a High Mutated Bloodline? What does it do?" Asked the old teacher shocked.
The female teacher sighed, "I don't know what his bloodline is but it should be a mutated form from the Silver Clan. Too bad for them that they banished him from the clan when he was 7 years old"
"Oh? Banished from the Silver Clan? No wonder they challenged him twice. He reached the Force Stage in the Secret Art Silver Stream and has a rare High Mutated Bloodline that no one has seen before." Muttered the old teacher, his eyes landed on Elijah.
Elijah had walked back to the other students from the Elite Class.
They looked at him with disgust, even George looked strangely at him.
Elijah looked at George, "What's wrong with them all? It's just a simple fight between students. Why did they get that mad at me?"
George's smile vanished, "You really don't know?"
"No" Answered Elijah serious.
George observed Elijah's expression, searching for a sign if he was lying.
"We are Warriors, we never give up! We never retreat! We never yield to our foes! We fight till death, this is our Honor!" Spoke George with vigor.
'Oh sh*t, a bunch of crazy lunatics!' Cursed Elijah.
"Oh I get it. It's my first time hearing it." Said Elijah.
George smiled again but Elijah noticed that he was colder to him. Elijah was left standing alone.
He shook his head in defeat, 'Well I messed up here, but...I do things my own way that's what kept me alive through the war back on earth...The Evergreen Empire is truly ruthless...' Something about Elijah had changed and no one noticed it.
Elijah looked at the others under his black headband. In his eyes all theses people were clearly brainwashed from little on.
They were nurtured to die for the empire.
Elijah felt danger out of nowhere and he turned around. Behind him stood a tall handsome youth, no older than 20 years old. He had sharp green eyebrows, long, soft green hair that almost touched the ground. His clothes were majestic, his long black coat fluttered strangely.
The youth's gaze focused on Elijah, he didn't know why but it made him uneasy.
George noticed the youth and exclaimed in shock, "Great-Grandfather!"
Everyone turned towards the mysterious youth. The teachers in the vip area were shocked and they quickly arrived in front of the youth, bowing down to him.
"We pay our respect to Headmaster Mason!" Shouted they all at the same time.
The youth ignored them all, his gaze stayed fixed on Elijah.
His deep dark eyes seemed to try to pry into his very soul, Elijah started to sweat.
"You have a bloodline, why didn't you use it? You could have won the fight." Spoke the youth. His voice soft, soothing voice sounded mesmerizing, it had a strange attraction to it.
Elijah gulped.