The spirit lunged at Milo with two of it's four arms just as the semi transparent blue sword hit the ground. It's two arms had almost connected to his face when.
'Swish' 'Slash'. The two arms fell to the ground and the spirit groaned in pain. It stepped back as it cried in pain.
Milo slowly stood up from the rock he was sitting on and the sword that had pale blue liquid dripping from it. Some of the liquid fell on the floor and a sizzling sound was heard. The sword in his right hand , he stared at the spirit as it groaned and used it's remaining three arms to clutch the wounds. Pale blue liquid poured out of the wound and fell on the ground . . . . . .it sizzled.
Milo just watched as the arms he cut off grew back and the ones on the ground disappeared into particles.
"Oh, . . . . Ok. Let's use another way". He said as he dismissed the sword. Spiritual energy gathered in his fists as Milo adjusted his shirt to fit the fight.
The spirit , whose hands had now fully regenerated , roared and ran towards Milo with force. Anger could be seen on its face as it set it's two right arms set to give a devastating blow. Milo's body also tensee up as he arched his body ready for the fight .
The next second , the wind fluttered his clothes as he took off in a dash. Their fists clashed in midair , everything seemed to slow down for a second. Milo readied his other hand to give a blow, but the spirit beat him to it with it's four other arms.
'Blang' . Two fists connected to a side of this face, one connected to his chest and the last one made contact with his abdomen.
He flew at breakneck speed as his back crashed through several trees at a time. He hit the floor and rolled three times.
Milo got up...., his chest was aching like hell and his mouth was dripping of his own blood.
" Ok, I deserve that for messing around. Should've stopped playing ". Milo said as he he clutched his stomach . He conjured the semi- transparent blue sword and limped back towards the spirit. He was injured , seriously injured. And healing these injuries before the next morning would consume spirit energy, energy that he didn't have to spare.
' Crunch' he heard a crunching sound albeit very silent . He had heard it. ' Someone's here' . Before he had time to reason what he heard , the spirit ran towards him and jumped , aiming to finish him off at once.
Milo's eyes squinced and he gave a disgruntled snort. This demon was starting to get really cocky. He ran despite the pain in his chest and was dragging the sword on the ground. By the time the spirits fists got close he slashed his sword upwards and another ' Swish ' . . . . . . .he cut all five arms at once. Before it has time to retaliate with a cry of pain, the sword arched up again. This time the head of the spirit was cut off.
The body fell to the ground with a thud as blue blood gushed out. Milo quickly dismissed the sword and fell down. He waited till the body had disintegrated and all that remained was a ball of light.
He picked up the ball from the ground and put it in his mouth. He swallowed , ' gulp' , he felt the spiritual energy he had expended replenish and more was added to his body.
"Two months huh, I guess it's not that bad" . His wounds slowly healed up until he looked as good as ever . He got up and found a rock to sit on.
" You can come out now you know" . Milo spoke to no one in particular. " I know you're there " he said again as he gazed at a particular tree metres away.
A figure came out from behind the tree and looked at him, she was licking a lollipop as she waved at him. " Hi , wassup. And what are you doing by this time of such a beautiful day.
The moment she said that the sky rumbled and a downpour of rain fell just as she finished he sentence. She smiled sheepishly. Milo looked at her , to the sky then back to her again. " Nice performance by the way. I see you got him quite good. But can you explain to me why you put that thing in your mouth, . . . . . doesn't it taste bad. " She said as she brought out another lollipop to put in her mouth but Milo snatched it from her hand and put it in his mouth instead. It was the girl , the same girl that sat down behind him in school and the very same girl that came with him to school.