"My turn then,"
I announced as I got up a sigh.
My apparatus was simple, it was them. That's right, when everybody else was setting up I was lying on the ground of the throne room relaxing. Oh, how productive that was. I feel so refreshed after that short nap.
I walked over to an empty space in the throne room and said 6 simpler words.
"Come at me, all of you,"
I got into a ready position with all my potentials on full. The tigers smirked as they remember my utter defeat from earlier. Hey guy, I was just playing along for the show. I smiled and I'm pretty sure it turned out quite demon like on the outside. They took more caution in their steps, seems they think I'm planning something, come on at me you chickens!
I smiled even bigger but I'm also pretty sure it seemed as though I wanted to eat them. My eyes were powered to the point where they should be able to see them.
Their reactions were so small, that was no fun at all...
A few of them narrowed their eyes, some eyes widened and others were blinking rapidly.
Now my hair is around the point of visibility. Finally after that someone said something.
"When did horses have red eyes and red tipped white hair? You cheater."
Dominic announced the obvious and when he said cheater he didn't mean that. His smile got bigger at the sight of a challenge. My god, he's such an alpha sometimes.
"Aiya what's the use of mentioning the obvious."
"Just attack and see what happens."
As the tigers spoke they launched, with eyes glowing as the potential set in they attacked all the blind spots of a human at the same time.
I just turned and blocked them one by one, no need to rush things. Then when an opening presented itself I took the opportunity in stride. With a strike of a claw in the chest and a kick to the other in the stomach, one was left winded and the other was left in great agony. I smirked at the rest of the group.
"Who's next!"
Everyone remaining except for Dominic jumped at me.
Anastasia sent an opening punch then a series of spinning kicks of different kinds all with different strengths for the maximum chance of immobilising a person. Still, with my instinct potential on conscience, it'll wear away my mental stamina but I'll have the ability to doge every movement.
She and I were doing a beautiful dance of whipping wind and attacks, exchanging from offensive to defensive in the blink of an eye and vice versa, the blowing winds whipped at my cloths and hair as her attacks kept coming in a smooth fashion. As if she could do this forever. Since we were moving back and forth Eleanor sent occasional attacks when I got into her range but most of the time she was just healing and replenishing Anastasia. It seems she has the upper hand but healing magic works slowly. Nothing can be too sudden, if that much power is used then the spirit's would be forced into physical appearance and from what was explained they despise that. It was better to keep them happy and they are the ones who power our spiritual blood.
Then when I was about to get in an opening that was created for a short window of time, Dominic came flashing out of nowhere and tried to grab me from behind. Tut tut tut, I have my instinct remember? I twisted on the instinct and just straight up sent my claws flying to his face. He didn't manage to dodge so he ended up with a bloody face. Whoops, too hard. Anyway, he was out for the counting. Anastasia like the lioness she is took full notice of the distraction and cane for me at my most vulnerable moment during this fight. With her wind lashing out at my skin in violent streaks, droplets of blood were flying all over the place. I smiled at her, showing her that I was no pushover so I did what my half animal gut told me to do. I grabbed one of her arms and pinned her to the ground with an easy shove, making use of the momentum she built up. I was prepared to break her arm before.
"Your turn has ended it's mine now."
Eleanor interrupter me. I pursued my lips at my previous thought of breaking her arm, I then though back at my dismissive thoughts of the blood. What the hell?! Is this behaviour what they call, teenage puberty? I've read about it in books but experiencing it is completely different. I feel so out of control.
"All injured, line up. "
She said, as if a commander of an army.
Everyone got in a line and she was at the front facing us and sitting on her legs with her white, feathered wings out in the open of everyone to admire. Or, for people who don't have potential eyes, avert your eyes from. The shine from those wings were so intense that it was almost a must for you to have supernatural eyes in order to just look at them.
One by one, all the injured were healed up and looking as if we never did that previous fight.
Applause broke out and Eleanor bowed her head. How come I never got an applause?! So unfair.
The sound of the door click reverberated through the room and we all turned our heads to the big set of black and gold doors to find Mr King standing there, looking at us with a warm smile.
"Congratulations, you all finished your potential test. You can go have a proper break now. "
"..."
Silence was met after he said that statement. You mean that the break we had before was a set up?! You manipulative old b*stard! Strangely I felt an anger in my chest. This is rare, a physical reaction to emotions, and to this trivial matter. What is wrong with me.
We all cleared out of the room eventually and Althgar walked towards his big throne. Once again the king on the throne he watched us as we left the room, he watched until the last click of the door.