"Sorry for the delay; I had a lot of pressure at work "But I will make it up to you with other chapters."
**Niral closed his eyes and tried to sense the aether around him once more. He summoned that mysterious feeling he had experienced before, as if energy was flowing through him, connecting to his very depths. He felt faint vibrations, like a cold wind brushing against his skin. When he opened his eyes, he noticed a faint glow in his palms, and his eyes gleamed with a soft light he had never seen before.
The Doom Beast paused for a moment, as if sensing the change. This brief halt was all Arian and Eldar needed to make their move. Arian raised her sword swiftly, while Eldar prepared his tools, ready to support Niral at any moment.
The beast finally lunged at them, but Niral gathered his energy and raised his hand towards the creature, attempting to direct the energy at their foe. A wave of aether surged unexpectedly, striking the beast and halting it for a few moments. Yet, the creature fought through the pain, beginning to inch closer, only partially affected by the aether's impact.
It was a critical moment; Niral knew he couldn't control the aether fully yet, but he realized that his focus and determination might grant him another chance.
Arian looked at Niral and said encouragingly, "Don't give up—you can do this!"
With difficulty, Niral gathered what strength remained and focused all his energy on the beast. He felt his heart pounding, as if every cell in his body was responding to the call, a blend of hope, fear, and determination. Suddenly, a stronger wave of aether erupted, hitting the beast with precision. The creature staggered and collapsed to the ground, heavily injured, before gradually vanishing into the shadows, leaving remnants of aether slowly dissipating into the air.
Niral dropped to his knees, breathing heavily, a triumphant smile on his face. Eldar and Arian approached, each placing a supportive hand on his shoulder.
Eldar smiled and said, "Well done, Niral. That was a powerful step, but we're still at the beginning of this journey."
Arian nodded and added, "You have something rare, Niral. But remember, mastering the aether requires time and training. Today, you saved us, but you'll need to become much stronger."
Niral smiled quietly, his eyes glowing with hope and determination. He now knew that his journey to discover and master his power had just begun and that he would be prepared to face many more challenges in the future, no matter how difficult they might be.
After a few moments of calm, the three sat down to catch their breath as the remnants of the battle faded around them. The sky began to turn red with the approaching sunset, casting a strange, eerie atmosphere over the place, tinged with both awe and mystery. The traces of ether left by the creature slowly dissipated, leaving behind a feeling of relief mixed with caution.
Neral looked at Aryan and Eldar and spoke in a weak, but determined voice, "I know I wasn't ready enough. I can't rely on unstable powers like these every time."
Aryan smiled proudly and replied, "You saved us today. But you're right; controlling the ether isn't easy. It doesn't come with strength alone, but with focus and mental preparedness as well."
Eldar nodded in agreement and added, "There's still a lot for you to learn, Neral. Before we can trust in your ability to face stronger monsters and enemies, we need to work on gradually strengthening and improving your skills."
Neral glanced at his tired hands, recalling the moment he felt the ether flow through him, how thrilling and strange that feeling was at the same time. He knew now that this was his path, and he would have to endure its challenges to become strong enough to protect those around him.
After a short time, they decided to head to a small nearby camp, where they could rest safely. Along the way, Eldar began teaching Neral some of the basics of safely summoning the ether without overexerting himself.
Eldar explained calmly, "Ether is like a stream of water. If you try to use it without focus, it'll flow erratically and might harm you instead of helping. You need to learn to control its flow slowly, just like a river shapes its course."
Neral listened intently, realizing the importance of understanding these fundamentals. "But what if I face an emergency and don't have time to focus?" he asked, curious.
Aryan smiled, saying, "That's where training comes in. With time and practice, you'll learn to summon ether naturally without needing to think about it. But it's a long road, Neral. Rushing down this path could cost you greatly."
Neral nodded, feeling the depth of the challenges ahead, but also a renewed resolve. He knew he had to be ready—not just for himself, but for those who depended on him.
They finally reached the camp, where they lit a small fire and sat around, sharing stories of their experiences and pasts. For Neral, it was a time of rest, but also a time to learn from his friends, gaining a deeper understanding of ether and the power he could attain.
As they sat around the fire, Neral felt something unusual—a sense of belonging to something greater, realizing that this journey was not just about training for strength, but a journey to understand his true identity and the destiny awaiting him.
And so, their first night after the battle ended, ready to face whatever the coming days might bring.
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