It was the same black void as before tempting for the taste of blood. It's Vivid cruelty can be sensed with an unmatched spectra that the man could release. He was the same man as before but this time he wasn't forging any sword but instead was floating amidst the dark chaos. He was tied with some black creeps extended from an unknown source. His legs were little tilted and his hands were spread wide. But still he was staring, his eyes were pointing straight at Raizon. Something more had changed that time. Raizon wasn't fazing from the intense gaze but was instead gazing straight back.
"Just one battle changed you alot kid" the man began their conversation.
"Do you think so?" Raizon questioned.
"But don't you think that is enough"
"Well somehow life never allowed me to think so" Raizon replied "just a while ago I couldn't break a single stone".
"I know that of course after all I'm inside you" he replied.
"I still don't understand what kind of stuff is happening to me. None of this was ever taught to me. Me entering into this black void and that beast threatening me. It's all surely a mess"
"This black void is your subconscious mind little kid. You can consider it as the only link connecting you and me"
"And what's the need for that?"
"There's a whole story behind it and you are not ready for that. But what you should know is that I had white tiger as my spectra once. The scenario of that massacre you saw before" he intensified his gaze "that's what I did with the help of white tiger and that is exactly why the old tales calls it a destroyer".
Now that he said so Raizon noticed the traditional clothing of the man. It wasn't so common in day to day life now from which he came to the conclusion "the man is supposed to be a samurai or something. His scars tells that he had been to wars many times and his clothing demeanor suggest that he have royal blood running through him".
"Done with your little equations in your head" he asked.
"What's your name" Raizon wasn't interested in just answering.
"I won't tell you my actual name yet, but you can call me Dolsa" he smiled for the first time "seems like it's time to go".
The words were seeking into the foresight as Raizon's eyes opened in a clinic. Turning around a little he saw the same girl waiting for him to wake up.
"I'm glad you wake up" she said with a gentle smile and relief.
"Yeah.... Seems like I lost consciousness for a while" he said.
"Well it has been five hours since you fell took that fatal hit" she explained.
"What the.... Are you serious" Raizon jump stood on his bed.
"Well that is quite a relieve that you woke up gentle man" a old man intervened the conversation.
"Who is he?" Raizon politely asked the girl.
"He is the one who helped me to bring you here" she replied.
"Thanks a lot mister" Raizon did the formalities "what can I do to pay you back".
"No need no need young man" the old man replied "well it's all thanks to my darling that we were able to bring you here. Otherwise it would have been impossible"
"Did his wife helped me too?"
"No, no. He calls his tractor his darling"
The girl was a little embarrassed for saying that and the same feeling was then shared by Raizon.
"That ends my part here young people. I need to go now; I already have some pending work back in those fields" he said stamping his feets sideways and waving his body along the flow- well that's quite a funny walk to be honest.
Even though as a expression of his gratefulness, Raizon was going to ask old man if he needs some help, but he was already on the deadline for his challenge. So that consideration was already out of the equation.
"Well I know I shouldn't be barging in but don't you think you should give up on that task?" the girl asked.
"That's quite a rational decision to be honest. But what I have learned in these few days is, it all works quite irrationally. And even though I can't make it I still want to give it a try until the last second. What if it breaks by my sheer will in the last second?" He said with a large smile and with a clenched fist reflecting his decision.
Running towards the training ground (and this time he knew the way) he turned sharply without wasting a single second. The internal spectra burst the leg power and that's when he glanced close to the boulder. The internal spectral energy was now transferred through his veins helping in creating a big bang that shook the boulder. There was resistance even now, but the challenger withstood it this time. Took a step back and crashed in another punch to shook the boulder. Yet another one came to broaden the veins but still the boulder didn't broke.
"Well the tremors were quite for a while" Goan claimed Shalon.
The scenario inside was quite similar to what it was before. Goan was still sweeping the floor while Shalon was being instructed by Pat. The training grounds were bound to close in few hours and so was their training session. But what duo was most nervous about was Raizon. Even though the tremors were impressive for many, a word is a word for Pat. He doesn't shake and he don't even flinch about second thought on his words.
Time went by quite fast and it was only quarter left to the end of the trial. The sun had already set and the bright moonlight was spreading. No sign of any crack or resemblance of weakness from the boulder.
"Well seems like the impressive show of your friend won't work out for him" Pat claimed.
"How much time is left?" Goan asked.
"Still 5 more minutes to go"
"Then I want to wait" Goan was showing the eyes to the boulder as if he was quite certain about the outcome.
Outside Raizon had stopped giving punches as his fist was already trembling in pain. The blood wouldn't stop as it just dripped down on the ground. He was thinking about what to do? What is something that was setting him apart from others? Was this the limitation of his internal spectra? Can't he get any aid from the beast's spectral energy.
He waited looking at the silent crust. The cricket were having their noisy chats and the road was dead empty. The boulder was standing tall and the walls of the training grounds steady. Raizon just stamped his feet accumulating his internal spectra in his fist. "Just a little" he claimed putting his last ounce of strength on the line. "Just a little" he claimed again as he twisted his body to extend the fist towards the boulder. "Just a little" he shouted and in that instance the unbelievable happened. He could feel it as if a freshly woolen thread just emerged through his forearm. It was the beast's spectral energy and he could feel it's tremendous power. It wasn't much but combining with his internal spectra it fused to be destructive. The fist bursted in and the boulder was broken apart. Large crumbs just swung inside the training ground and few broke the roof top. The people inside terrified by the site saw a unknown, mysterious beast guarding the door. He wasn't like Raizon anymore. What he was in that moment was terrifying for many.