Chapter 127: Michael and Amon [2]
Chapter 127: Michael and Amon [2]
***
Amon looked at his watch and clicked his tongue.
'This fucker...'
It had been minutes since he sent that message to Michael.
But he needed to reply to what his room number was.
Amon paced in the corridor, looking through various doors with many patients lying on the bed inside.
Fuck...
His plan would be ruined if it went to that.
Suddenly, a familiar scream resounded in Amon's ears.
His body immediately perked up.
On the lower floor, he recognized the location.
But he was sure he had checked it before.
Nevertheless, he ran at full speed through the corridor, throwing off even some doctors.
Reaching the staircase, he jumped across the railing, landing straight down.
He immediately saw a commotion in front of a door in the distance.
He quickly ran there and passed through the onlookers to see what was happening.
What greeted his eyes was a destroyed infirmary room, with burnt walls.
Small fires still swayed lightly on some furniture.
Everything was destroyed.
In the middle of the room, Amon saw Michael sitting on the ground, his clothes half burnt into ashes.
He was clutching his head as if trying to pull out his hair.
Not wasting a second, Amon quickly ran into the room toward Michael.
But as soon as he took a step in, Michael looked up at him.
His eyes locked with him and Amon saw them trembling with fear and trauma.
"Michael..." Amon reached out his hand.
He heard several shouts from behind to come back and not head into the fire but he ignored them.
"No, no, no..." Michael raised his arm, pointing his palm at him to stay away.
Michael started crawling back in fear, his body trembling.
Amon took a step forward.
"Bro, you-"
"NO! NO! NO! STAY AWAY DON'T COME NEAR ME." Michael neared the edge of the wall.
Amon tried to take another step to calm him down but suddenly, two arms looped around his shoulder.
"Get out kid! Don't you know he's retreating because of you?"
Amon clicked his tongue.
"I'll see you later.....Michael."
"Get out!" Michael buried his face in his arms.
Amon stepped out of the room after several pushes from the staff.
"You aren't from this camp, are you? Get back to your camp. This is our matter, do not
interfere." One of them looked at him sternly.
Ignoring him, Amon slowly walked out of the building.
***
Amon came out of the building, a satisfied expression on his face.
His suspicions were proven correct.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
The plan was working.
Now, only the final part was left to completely prove his theory.
With that in mind, Amon headed back to his camp, entering the training room.
***
Fortunately, Amon was able to arrive a minute before the training started.
Entering the building, he felt a multitude of stares at him for being the last to enter.
Ignoring them, he swept his gaze around.
He soc saw Alya and Elizabeth in the distance, conversing with each other.
Elizabeth was conversing with a smile on her face.
As if she wasn't affected by last night at all.
But she was.
Alya, being a dumbhead, was unable to notice those subtle cues.
The forced smile.
The tense stance and the occasional trembling of her body or gaze that she excused for the
influence of cold.
It was blatantly obvious for Amon.
Good.
He quickly headed over to the duo, who also noticed his presence.
Alya turned to look at him and waved.
Meanwhile, Elizabeth averted her gaze, her body shifting and trembling even more.
Just as he was about to speak though, the guide came in.
He clapped his hands to get everyone's attention.
"Okay, your first-day trip is due in 5 hours. So we need to make sure you can handle the fog
inside."
"Everyone, quickly stand apart 6 feet from each other and take your positions."
At his words, the students quickly started getting into their positions.
Amon looked at Alya, ignoring Elizabeth as well.
"Let's talk later."
She nodded and he also moved to take his position.
And to Elizabeth's surprise, he came to stand right beside her, between Alya and her.
No word was exchanged between the two and Alya noticed this.
But she only shrugged and focused forward.
"Okay, let's start." He clapped once again and Amon saw Imperial Mages enter the room.
There were a total of 6 mages and all of them came to stand at the corners of the room.
Amon eyed them intently.
In sync, all of them clasped their hands together.
And immediately, Amon felt the air around them change.
It turned oppressive, dirty, and most of all...
Suffocating.
Everyone started coughing, clutching their chests.
Their faces turned pale with an urgent expression on their face, their eyes looking as if they
would bulge out any second.
Amon also felt the changes.
The air had turned a shade of murky green and the smell it exuded violated his nostrils.
His face twitched at the disgusting nature of the air.
Even his mana started dropping at a fast pace.
But...
That was all.
He felt no suffocation or coughing as the other cadets did.
Even Elizabeth and Alya, the top 2 cadets of their year were having trouble holding their
breaths as they clutched their chests.
Their clothes were completely drenched in sweat.
Amon noticed the rapid decrease of mana in his body, and how his throat and skin wereNôv(el)B\\jnn
quickly drying up.
But yes, because of his constitution, he felt no suffocation or coughing.
Nevertheless, he still acted to be affected by it.
Amon knew that those mages were nature-elemental clovists.
And his guess was proven to be correct as the guide clapped his hand to get their attention.
"What you are experiencing right now, is the air inside the dome. This is still not perfect as we are trying to replicate it using nature mages, but still, the purpose is for you people to know
how harsh it is in there."
He explained. Everyone clutched their throats, even their previous tears unable to come out now.
"The polluted air grips at your throat, reduces your mana slowly, suffocates you, makes you
unable to breathe, blurs your vision, makes you see hallucinations, and slowly pushes you to death. That's what the mana-polluted air does." He explained as he walked among the
students.
Everyone was now writhing on the ground now.
Amon noticed that even though Elizabeth was the strongest, she was suffering the most right
now.
Her eyes were bloodshot and his condition was like that of a person extremely near death.
"The past night must be affecting her in those hallucinations...' He thought and focused in
front.
It was beginning now.
Dylan came to stand near Amon.
Coughing and writhing on the ground continuously, Amon didn't lift up his gaze.
"But...."
"There's a simple solution to all of this." He explained.
"And that's to circulate your elemental mana as a coating to your body so the air doesn't affect your pathways. It repels the air from entering your body." Focusing on his words, everyone immediately started to circulate their mana.
And it was after that, that life finally returned to their bodies as they relaxed on the ground,
gasping quickly and loudly.
Their mana was still getting reduced but they knew they were fine.
After all, in the dome, all they needed to do was circulate the mana until they got inside the
building.
Here, the mages would just stop.
Amon saw Dylan come to stand just in front of him, an inch away from Elizabeth who was still
suffering on the ground.
And the same for Amon as he hadn't circulated his mana yet.
"But..." He said.
"There's another way."
His voice turned deep and glitchy a little, echoing in Amon's ears.
It was so subtle that no one was able to notice except him.
"And that way is..." It grew more deeper and horrifying, this time even the other students
noticed.
At that moment, Amon swiftly looked up, his gaze locking with Dylan, who had an eerie smile
on his face that stretched from ear to ear.
"And that is for all of you to die."
Now. Amon lunged.
This is the second chapter from yesterday. Sorry, I was busy with college and there was a
storm in my country, so I had problems writing.
I hope you understand.
The 2 chapters of today might be delayed by a few hours but will be published according to
the usual time.
I hope you understand.