Achlys pulled out her knife and swung it towards him he dodged it and leaped trying to hold unto the trees she followed him jumping from tree to tree. He was very fast , Achlys decided to use her powers , she created a red ball and sent it to him. He divided it with his sword. She swung her knife towards him causing roaming threads of energy to envelope the forest. He created a force field around himself to block it. Achlys knew that if she continued to fight him head on she would lose so she decided to play tricks on him. It was dangerous for her since he was powerful but he would sustain some injuries and that was enough for her.
In all of his never ending life Marcellus had never seen someone like this before , even though she was powerful it was obvious she would lose if she kept fighting him yet she fought him. It was difficult to decipher what she was thinking , did she have a hard time admitting defeat? Or was she tired of living?. After failing her attempts to hit him she stopped for a while 'have she given up?' he thought and was about to leave before she attacked him again, this time she used contraption.
It took him by surprise yet he was fast enough to avoid it . Cellus wanted to attack her but she disappeared. He looked around for her using his magic he created a portal to see where she was but she attacked him from behind.
He finally got what she was doing, she was testing her luck on him through tricks. He stood still waiting for her to attack him. After living for more than five centuries he had known how all this things work, people had not changed at all, when they discovered someone was too powerful they looked for a way to trap them, whether it was politics, games or competitions.
Achlys expected him to look around for her but was worried when she saw him standing in one spot and not moving at all. She decided to attack him from behind again but was pulled by his power and thrown to the other side of the forest.
She stood up weak, she was bleeding but it did not affect her that much looking around he was gone just as fast as he came. She tried to walk forward but her eyelids became heavy she felt her head spinning the darkness was closing in before she fainted. Cellus watched her from a distance he knew that his new level of power had increase greatly after his two hundred years of cultivation.
He had practised in solitude and he felt a new surge of power within him. Some hundreds of years ago he had enlisted in a sect that trained people to perfection, when he came he was the poorest in his group, he was asked to leave a lot of times but he decided to continue.
After training by himself and still failing he decided to leave for a while to work. He worked at a tavern, he noticed a woman she came to drink there often . There was a fight in the tavern. Someone came to buy a drink and refused to pay claiming he was a government official.
Cellus knew his boss temper. If he couldn't account for the money he would have to pay it himself. He explained to the man but the man wouldn't listen instead he beat him up and left.
The woman who had watched this scene came to him to ask if he wanted to learn how to protect himself
"What's the use?" he had complained but looking at this little girl made him realise that he was once like her. She could die due to the intensity of the force he used to hit her but it was her fault she knew she would lose yet she kept fighting if she dies it would be because of her stubbornness.
With this thought he headed back to his castle with the life drenching flower. It was called life drenching but he used it to cultivate. Once it blooms he would take it and pull out it's root, he used it to draw life from other living things to increase his power.