I was sparring with my student. He was growing throughout our fight. He was not just improving his technique, but his reflexes and his instincts were improving too. He caught me off guard, causing me to use magic to block his fist. Now I know, for him to improve, I can't keep holding back. I doubted earlier that he had the same monster growth as his mother, especially since his power is so much higher than hers. It's much more than just a monstrous growth rate. It's sporadic growth in power at totally random points. I'm also certain that he's already learned to hide his power. He had a power level of a low D – class mage. And in the middle of battle, his level has risen to a low B – class mage. His power's ludicrous. He's already much, much stronger than her when we met. And from what I remember, she said she could destroy planets with her power. According to her, she said you only needed to be a low B – class mage to do on this planet in terms of raw power. He's gotten there. At seven years old, he got to where his mother and I were in our mid to late twenties. We had years to train and get to that point. Looks like I shouldn't hold back against him. That would be detrimental to his growth. So I let go of my inhibitions of beating down on this child, and punched him, as hard as I could.
I saw him shattering the trees he was flying face-first into, and as he slowed, I chased after him. When he stopped, he was stuck in a tree, half his body through it, and a half behind it. I smirked at the scene. He had let his guard down and I will take full advantage of this. After all, even though this is a spar, I won't hold back. People who want to hurt him will want to take advantage of his weaknesses, so I need to teach him to never show any. I owe this to his mother, my best friend. I grab his legs and throw him. I won't give him the chance to recover. I took off chasing him, keeping my eye on him as he flew, and formed [Ice Make: Ice Spears]. But as I ran, I saw something wrong, he wasn't flying anymore. He was just floating. I squinted to look at him. He was getting brighter. Was there something that set him off? Did I do something to awaken the beast hidden inside? Focusing on his barely visible, I saw a smug smile. But, mere seconds later, he knit his brows. He's upset What the hell happened while he was up in the air? Did he see something he didn't like, or did he get mad at being thrown around like a ragdoll? Maybe I should have held back a little more. If I did, maybe he wouldn't be this unhappy. Who is he unhappy with? Is it me? Did I go overboard? I can't believe I chose to use all my power on a kid. My thoughts rampage through my mind. Going from bad to worse. I feel myself going into a daze while I run, so I slowed down. I stopped, and as I did, so did the spears I was creating at my feet. And just as I did, I felt the world get brighter. So much brighter. I looked back up at the sky. Just as I did, I felt a violent gale hit me. It was as if the wind itself was furious. Then I heard cracking sounds, my spears all shattered like they were glass. The snow-covered trees all around me all bending backward as if to run away from the center of this tornado. But that's not all. Everything around me got hotter, so much hotter. The snow all around me melted. And I felt as if the sweat on my body was boiling. I could see my hands turning red, not from excessive exposure to cold like usual when I train, but when like the sudden change from walking outside to stepping into a warm room.
As I felt the pins and needles because of the shocking change of temperature, I felt the temperament of the wind and the heat change. Instead of furious, it had become gentle and calming. The atmosphere changed from 'I want this world to burn' to something else, something kinder. It reminded me of my best friends' home. The atmosphere there was always so comfortable. So cheery. After Ultear died, I couldn't go back there anymore. My best friends were getting married, while the man I thought I loved had left me. As much as I tried to run away from them, to run away from the happiness I could see in their eyes, I couldn't. They just wouldn't let me. I remember when I tried to end it all. My precious little girl had died, and I couldn't find anything to do with myself. I couldn't try to distract myself from it like my, then, husband, and nor could I try to do anything else. Then, my husband left divorce papers on the dining table as he left for work one day. That day was it, I lost. I collapsed onto the floor and cried. I couldn't do anything else. I couldn't hear, I couldn't feel, I couldn't move, I couldn't see. The only thing I could do was keep the taste of failure in my mouth. I tasted my tears as they came out of my eyes. It was like that for a long time. I think that Tony said that the doctor told him that I hadn't eaten for two days. I didn't even notice. I also nearly had frostbite. That was when I realized that I wanted to die. I tried to every day, but somehow, they were there. Every single time. They even took a detour when Alistair was about to be born to take me to the hospital and name me his godmother. They quite literally forced a reason to live onto me.
I got lost in my thoughts once again, not malicious ones this time, but joyful ones. Smiling, I broke out of my trance. I saw him up there smiling as well. He seems to have taken control of his Super Saiyan transformation. He looks to be happy about it too. I activate the scouter in my contact lenses, to see his strength.
[Power Level: 7,500,000]
Did he recover from the fight we had previously and get that much of a boost?