Frankenstein observed the cavern he was in as the stained bandages were been unwrapped from his lightly regenerating body by an assistant in the sect and another holding a looking glass.
He stood with a thought of indebtedness while staring at his reflection, every part of his regenerating body were scalded as though it was exposed to a terribly hot steam with little or no hair on his scalded head, he won't have survive the clash against the sudden blazing green light however he was favorably saved by beings who he'd called his patrons then his eyes widened, looked at Dryad's uncle at the doorway staring back at him.
"We need the boy!" He cried, Dryad's uncle didn't say a word as he stared into the redness of his eyes then Frankenstein continued, "His cells is the key for the soon to be creepers to keep their sanity, trust me, he is the completion of project liberation."
Dryad's uncle gently came into the room.
"Trust you? You say… Doctor Frankenstein, I will say the sect's aim is incomplete without you here so you're of great asset to us; believe me, no one, I repeat no one will touch you ever again as much as I'm alive not like the vulnerable fat-overlord you followed who suffered such a likeness of ambition to be in this state." He reposed as he stood directly facing Frankenstein.
"Now, my friend tell me who is this boy you speak of…"
Dryad's uncle knows a treasure when he sees one, he recognized Frankenstein was ahead of his generation and the generations to come in brain power, insight, talent, creations of machineries you name it even more knowledgeable than the very Inhumane that were so great and feared in what ever they had built, to him he was a being that comes once in a lifetime, with such being standing right in front of him without any external resistance, there will be nothing too difficult for him and the sect to accomplish.
"… before that, where is my device? I have something that will make our job more easier." Frankenstein asked about the strange screen in his hand when his research lab got destroyed then he and Dryad's uncle looked at the doorway, the official with a fancy attire and a bokdu hat on his head turned the cracked screen to Frankenstein then spoke in a whittled tone.
"Actually… I mistakenly sat on it while drinking… sorry?"
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Across the continent, lightning bolts discharged from the sky down to the misty court yard of the Humane Kingdom, Wren shielded herself with her potency however got electrocuted by it after shattering the ice-shield. She grunted while staggering before resting her arm against the broken icy monolith next to her then she fell on her knees labored breathing as smoke emitted from her body.
The sound of footsteps along with the sound of lightning sparks were heard coming closer to her, she shakenly looked at the lightning-blue flicks within the mist.
"Is that all you got?!" The Princess taunted.
In an instant another lighting struck within the mist, she hastily dodged by rolling from it which the lightning plied to where she rolled, her eyes widened, knowing the lightning was on her trail, she shielded her front in ice without hesitating however it hits and penetrated through the shield, electrocuting the princess then threw her off at the wall resulting to a bulge appearing outside the courtyard's wall before crashing into the ground with the mist surfacing, coarse of ices against another with many craters was seen.
"… should we stop this or…?" Skylark questioned breathing out cold vapor from the sidelines while staring at Beth.
Lamentably Luna stayed behind at the Aurora clan's community leaving only Beth, Skylark and the handmaids with few Royal Guards in blue capes watching over the princess in the courtyard.
"I will, if it gets out of hand, Lekan… the princess— this is how she grieves over things." Beth said well aware of the situation; whenever the Princess was bitter, she trains, whenever she was in high-spirit, she trains in whatever which way, she trains until her legs and arms could no longer move.
Skylark blinked. He understood but is this how?-- Is she receiving all those hits for a reason?
Beth was absolutely right, Wren was still grieving over the death of the Divine Humane of strength not completely in her right mind as she trains possibly she wasn't the only one since the sad news have been disclosed throughout the kingdom, many were sad, many couldn't believe it and few rumored it was the Nymphs that claimed her life whereas it wasn't.
Skylark exhaled as he turned to the Princess staggeringly to be on her feet.
"Are you holding back?" Wren asked, "Cause' it doesn't sting at all." Wren taunted yet again while raising her right hand, the courtyard's ground and walls immediately turned into gyrated icicles strictly submerging the whole courtyard restricting the movement of the opponent in front of her.
"This again." The opponent said, revealed to be Abbey floating few inches from the icicled ground in lightning generating from his feet, shattering every restrictions from his body.
"What do you mean by, this again?" Wren blew a lock of hair away from her left eye.
"I know you are still grieving about the deceased Divine Humane of strength, well it is normal for a princess to feel that way but why I'm here I spotted a lot of things in your training that must be change and I know your handler might have seen a few of it."
"And what are those things that need change, Lord Abbey?" Wren asked, forcibly standing on her feet within the submerged icicles.
"Let's take it one after the other, Princess. Every time, you somehow manage to create new tricks, that shows how great you are but it never entertains any signs that such tricks are fully digested." Abbey explained.
To me, she trains harder than anyone in the kingdom perhaps the whole wide world, so doing all these with her potency alone is genius! Skylark exclaimed in his thoughts. And why's he calling them tricks?!
"To bring the best in those tricks, that's what I mean."
Abbey looked ahead staring at the towering pillar of Ice at the Aurora clan the Princess created earlier.
"Your potency is still out there presenting to the kingdom how strong it could be. Isn't it a sight to behold?" He looked into Wren's blue eyes. "Nevertheless what does it gives if you can earnest the real strength of each tricks…"
Skylark blinked, totally confused.
"… what I'm saying is this, Princess," Abbey continued, "the tricks you have so far except from the one soaring over there are all moves that won't explicit damage on stronger foes. Your tricks should be able to eliminate what and who is in front of you without using it over and over again not to taunt them… it is to eliminate them with just one move, a killer move not too flashy but much deadly."
Abbey slightly raised his finger on one of the icicles, suddenly lightning from his hand surged out completely destroying every icicles on the ground and walls in pieces as everyone at the sidelines were already protected by Beth's shield.
"There was a Legendary Martial Artist that once lived, he says- I fear not the being who has practiced ten thousand kicks once, but I fear the being who has practiced one kick ten thousand times... From now on, Princess using only one trick to spar with me is mandatory, until it becomes deadly. That is all for now, my princess, I have a family to meet."
Then Abbey vanished in a flash of lightning.
Wren looked at the clouds surprisingly the iced pieces didn't at all hit her.
Oh, I see but in a weird way. Skylark thought, beginning to understand Abbey's words. Fully practicing one thing over and over again leads to perfection.
"You know he's right, Princess." A spiky haired boy with an inky eyes walked in regally with a large hammer on his shoulders.
Everyone turned to him.
"… are you lost?" Wren asked then she rolled her eyes to the handmaids whispering about the boy that came into the kingdom with Lord Jared and the Divine Humanes.
"Me? You know is rude to tell a blind guy like me if he was lost." The blind boy said with a smile.
"Why won't the princess—" Skylark fumed.
"--Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to." Wren cuts in.
"Prove it." The blind boy said walking to her across the shattered icicles.
"Say what?!" Skylark raged from the sidelines.
The blind boy who was a feet taller stood face to face with the princess.
"Prove to me that you are sorry if you win by sparring with me, Princess."
"Uhm… I don't—" Wren immediately created to ice shield as the large hammer almost smashing her.
"H-he is dead serious--Hey! You said you are blind—" Skylark yelled.
The blind guy turned his face to Skylark with a grin.
"And so, I'm blind that true but I can see with other senses—"
"You—" Skylark suddenly spreads his lemon wings about flying, Beth stopped him, he stared at Beth in amazement why he was stopped. "Do you know him, Lady Beth?"
Beth shook her head. "Not at all, let see how it ends." She knew also he was the child who came into the kingdom with Lord Jared but why was he here?
Skylark gave a blanked stare.
"Really… what if—"
The blind boy pressed down the ice shield with his large hammer as cold vapor released from his mouth.
"Ah. This is what he meant, all your moves are only good for sparring!" The hammer cracks the ice then it breaks just as Wren was about kicking him, he retreated.
Thereafter, the ice particles laying on the ground hovered, the blind kid stopped as his ears flickered, hoping to ear what was going on around him just as the ice particles merged together forming ice orbs, the boy smirked having heard it before long the ice orbs shaped into very long spears of ice pointing towards the boy.
"Don't come any closer," Wren urged, "because you will be dead before you second swing that big hammer of yours."
He sighed, placed the large hammer on his shoulders.
"Are you threatening a blind boy?"
"I'm not, it is a warning." Wren countered.
The blind boy smirked then he glows so brightly everyone's eyes slightly squinted, reflecting some of the crystal shaped shattered icicles on the ground and walls back to him in a way it appeared like glittering white stars on his body.
The blind boy noticed with his great sense of touch.
"That is new…" he spoke.
Wren eyes widened, her hands slowly dropped thinking maybe this was the boy the SEER talked about at the Entity night market.
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"Lady Beth," Jared called from behind. Beth turned.
"Yes, Lord Jared?"
"The King ask of you at the belfry."
Beth bowed as Jared bowed back before she left the courtyard after a glimpse at the glowing boy and the princess.
Jared looked at them also, he scratched his beards with a sigh then his fist strongly squeezed. If Gage was here, he could have misunderstood this. He said to himself, walked in and bowed to the princess,
"Is good to see you, my princess."
Wren nodded then Jared turned to the boy.
The blind boy turned off his white glow staring up to Jared.
"You are coming with me this instant."
The boy nodded as he followed Jared without saying a word.
Skylark glared at the mysterious boy as he passed him before flying to where Wren was.
They both looked at the boy exiting with Jared just as the handmaids and the few Royal Guards there bowed their heads to him.
Standing confusedly in the disfigured courtyard which was rebuilt for more than five times today, Wren and Skylark only watched him go.
"An Inhumane... he... acted like he knows you." Skylark said
"I… guess…" Wren slowly responded contemplating whether the boy was the one she should be looking for.
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At the belfry, Randall was seen hugging Beth so dearly.
"… By thinking too much about life, is it a bad thing? And By trying to make it better, is it a good thing?..."