For a moment he nearly wanted to attack both of them, they did not seem so tough, and he could counter the girl's Script and attack her smiling companion, if he could get a hold of him, he would use him as a shield, and…
Zavros paused, he did not know about the hidden abilities of Andar, he had only seen Mira's Scripts, and he had no idea what Andar may be hiding. This was not the best time to fight.
He sighed in regret and replied, "If that is the case good luck, but please keep in mind that…" He choked in anger when he saw that Mira had ignored him and punched the ground, and three red flashes followed as the cloud collapsed bringing her and her companion to the next level.
Andar looked at him with an apologetic gaze and waved as the cloud sealed up behind them.
Zavros licked his lips, a feverish anger taking over him, with a roar he unleashed his Rank 0 Script. A blue man with a fishtail appeared behind him holding a pitchfork.
With a grunt, Zavros attacked the cloud beneath him, and his anger and desperation soared when he saw he would need another attack with his Scripts to penetrate the ground, but he had only six of them left.
Pushing aside his anger, he realized he was being foolish, and so he began to slowly hammer at the ground using his fist. His spirit body had an affinity to water, he would quickly recover from damages, and he would just have to slowly push his way through.
If they expended too much of their energy, he would be the last When this Trial was over and they all received their Meditation Art, that was the time for the true battle between Mages would begin, at that time he would suppress those two beneath his feet.
If they expended too much of their energy, he would be the last one smiling, as his Spirit Body aided his recovery ability.
Zavros smiled through the pain and continued digging through the clouds, inch by inch.
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"You are too lenient when it comes to accepting hogwash. That fool wanted to play us. He is lucky I did not decide to kill him" Mira called out angrily, as she used five stacks of her Rank 0 Script to blow her way to the next level.
Andar shrugged, "It was my turn to attack just now."
"I know." Mira pointed out," But if we are going to be making it to the Supreme Meditation Art, then we will need you to be in the best shape."
She stopped and placed her hands on Andar's arm, a slight blush covering her cheeks, "If those of our team above can break through their limits, so can we."
Andar snickered, "Say it with me, you know you want to. Limit…"
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