Kai looked upwards as branches began to fall on him. The water from under his feet gushed out of the ground with heavy force, blowing all the branches away and into the next forest. Except, for a stray leaf that landed on top of Kai's head. . .
"Are you kidding me?!" Kai exclaimed.
A floating knife shot straight through the leaf and pinned it to a tree, going right over Kai's head. "I guess you two got me," Kai said to them.
Kai reached into his pockets and tossed Yuri and One an expansion stone. "If you don't know, in this world, Nobles get their powers from their blood. The stones you two hold are made from the blood and works of ancient Nobles. They awaken your inner abilities. That's not to say that you become more powerful overnight, but you'll definitely feel the difference just by holding one."
One and Yuri are now level two.
"Every one advances at a different pace," Kai told them, "Nobles are different, so don't try comparing yourself to me or Lillia. We're born with unnatural blood and we have many strange customs." Kai seemed a bit sad.
"Well anyways, with these you can find your inner talents. In fact, before we advance any further, I want each of you to try and draw power from the stone... listen to what it asks you to do; or that is, what' you're asking yourself."
Level two moves can now be learned. Check Aggregate for more details.
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Flarence tilts his head. He was a bit terrified, but he walked over to the Blacksmith and asked if he could place his hand over the flame. The blacksmith said no at first, but Flarence managed to convince him. "As long as you don't do anything stupid," the blacksmith told him.
And Flarence stuck his hand into the fire. Immediately, the stone in his other hand began speaking into his mind.
"So, you've awakened a bit..."
"Who are you?" Flarence asked.
"It's pathetic that you can't remember. I can't believe this seal, they really put you through hell."
Flarence was a little confused. If he's been sealed, he'd have remembered.... Flarence stopped himself. Maybe not. All Flarence really remembers is waking up and being told that he was a slave.
The voice read his thoughts. "Yes, a 'slave' is what you were called... but look at your markings... they have changed. You were no slave; it was a lie!"
Flarence's head began to hurt. The markings across his arm began to unravel, changing in form and straining the young man.
"Now, have a taste of who you are!"
Immediately, power poured into Flarence. He had to let it out somehow. Flarence knew the feeling of magic, but this was not magic, it was something different. Something that wanted to come out of his blood.... more precisely... out of his mouth.
Flarence yelled and flames burst through the roof of the blacksmith's house, pouring out of Flarence's mouth. When he was finished, Flarence instantly began apologizing to the man.
"W-whatever! Just get outta here, please, don't go starting fires everywhere!"
Flarence learned Dragon's Roar.