One of the most important things is to relax, feel a little peace and try to cloud your mind with that fresh exhalation air.
At this moment I am scared, for the first time I felt a little my true position. Why am I scared? Because it brings back memories, memories of my childhood. 8 years ago, before I was 19 years old, I remember that I fought a lot at school.
This situation will sound familiar, but I always came out losing and crying. But it was inevitable, until one day while holding a knife I thought, How will I stop being someone weak?
It was there that I remembered that phrase taken from the depths of our instinct.
The strong life and the weak die.
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All the students in our class were watching us, as well as others from different classes. But, the school principal also wanted to appreciate what a royal was capable of.
Without expecting so much suspense, the bell rang to start. But, none of us attacked.
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Everyone was momentarily taken aback, a fairly normal reaction from the public, but it's only temporary.
A seasoned and determined veteran fighter, a puny thinker. Perfect, now he follows.
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With black magic covering my arms, I walk towards him to deliver a smack to the stomach, but he dodges as if he knows my moves. Exactly, I thought the same.
That bastard unsheathed an invisible sword and looks at me with a gullible smile, although I thought he was a bit crazy, I asked him about what he did.
- An invisible sword?
- I hope you are prepared because I will fight with everything.
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He stepped toward me with his sword aimed at my heart, but I leaned to the right to avoid the thrust.
At that moment I jumped into the air falling straight towards him to go through my hand like a knife, but he dodged it more quickly.
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I need to be faster to be able to hurt him, oh rather finish the fight.
Suddenly he with his sword attacked again but I used my arm covered in black magic as a shield. The impact caused the molecules in the air to change and the ground shook slightly. At that moment, other invisible swords pierced through my lateral sides of the body as if there were more than one.
I jumped away so I could heal myself but he quickly closed in to stop me, while he attacked my heart again, I stopped him again. But the same thing happened, other swords went through my body again with the same impact of the attack breaking my lungs among others.
My smile and incredulous expression disappeared, something that took me by surprise was that unexpected and unknown power.
I forced myself out of his attack area reaching the ends of the battlefield, my wounds were healing little by little, but that bastard seemed to avoid it by approaching me. The only thing I could do is walk away because he had me against the wall.
At times like this, I can only analyze his weapon and think about how to defeat him and how his attack works. Even though it's an invisible sword, there should be something else.
- I didn't think you were powerful. "I said as he walked away to buy time."
- Don't be surprised, it's just my lineage power.
- Lineage power?
- I have no problem telling you Mikael, this is my lineage power, [Invisible Thrust].
- What the hell is happening?
- I will explain better, although it is not allowed to tell your statistics to the enemy opponent, I do not need to hide anything. Lineage power is the descending force of your relatives, something you just appreciated, a display of my true power [Invisible Thrust]. Whenever you receive an offensive attack, the force of the impact is multiplied, no matter its size, the swords of each attack will be more and more, to directly kill the enemy as if they were blessed weapons. Simply put, you have no escape and any type of defense will be penetrated. Now you're trapped in my hands. "He said as he raised his sword in a threatening position for us fencing connoisseurs."
As foolish as his declaration with that tone of pride that resonates with my sensitive senses of courage, I felt that everything was clear to some extent, do I have lineage power? No matter how many times I repeat it, I will keep insisting until I am full.
At that moment, he swings back at me with his sword in an attack stance. I ran out to try to get away, but he quickly catches up to me. At that time he formed a shield with black magic to protect the impact indirectly, but it went through the shield as if it were paper. The swords had penetrated my stomach forcing me to fall on my knees before that bastard, it was a defeat.
Upon reaching a certain point of damage, I could notice the decrease in my strength and the little regeneration of my wounds. Something evident, we need to eat every day. But in my current situation, it is different because it's difficult to feel the appetite for a human. Exactly, I still have my sense of civilization.
Even though my vision was cloudy from the bleeding, I still had some consciousness. But, although it was insignificant, I felt the fear of dying.
My little tears did not stop and the memories insisted, only the feeling of feeling like the weak one. I remembered that beautiful face again while the feeling that haunts my nightmares resurfaced from the depths of my heart. It was evident, I remembered that beautiful vampire again while I cried about how incredulous I was and how weak I'm something.