Chapter 87: No way out
"Is the mountain... yes, we are standing on a city grave. A formation had been set in place to draw all the aura into the room. So, boy! You have all the aura you can work with. And after a month, we will start with the filling of your stars!"
And so it began.
Malum went to the side and set up a shelf and began to fill it with cooking ingredients and, at the same time, a small kitchen where he could cook.
All brought out from the hole in his face.
Riven had the mind to ask him what really happened to his face, but he changed his mind. He really didn’t want to see the only person he was stuck with get angry with him.
When he was done, Malum came to meet him again. "Alright! I’m ready! Let’s start the training. You have aura in your core, right? Let’s get right into it. Fight me!"
Riven blinked. "I should fight you?"
"Yes. Don’t worry, I won’t fight back. I just want to test where your combat rank is right now. I will fight at your level as well. Hit me with everything you have."
"Alright."
Riven summoned a Grave Knight and Spartacus. His sword appeared in his hand and, without hesitation, the three of them ran at him.
Spartacus was the fastest, and he reached him before the others. His sword came down, the red light leaping and curving around like a whip.
But with a single small movement, the sword merely sliced the ground, and he was behind Spartacus—his figure blurring, his hand formed into a punch, ready to slam into the other undead’s back.