Shovels In Spades

"So it does turn purple," Daz said as he stared at the edge of Hamson's blade.

He'd been training controlling the shovel very acutely with his mind for a few hours and finally, he had gotten around the practising with Reika and Mofolo empowering the weapon.

As he had experienced before on several occasions, Reika merging with Hamson made its already incredibly-sharp blade even more deadly. With only a little bit of effort, he could cut through alien metals even harder than steel as if they were butter.

Mofolo, on the other hand, made the blade dull to the point of being only able to cut iron but it became much more durable in exchange. So much so that Daz had asked for Crusher's help to test if she could snap the shovel in two.

Even trying her best she failed, making Hamson perhaps the strongest shield Daz could get his hands on. It was a very effective means of protection so long as he elongated the blade to its maximum size of over a meter in length and width.

Now he had tried merging both Reika and Mofolo into Hamson at once, hence the purple glow. "I wonder what this blade does?"

He swung it in the air lightly just to see if anything would happen, and, surprisingly, something did happen.

A rift split open and water started gushing out of the crevice which was just floating in the middle of the air. Daz ordered Reika and Mofolo to close the rift if they could and thankfully, Reika seemed to be able to control it and she sealed it up immediately.

Daz went on to experiment with this for about an hour until Reika and Mofolo both claimed to be running low on energy. He allowed the spirits to retreat into Hamson's domain as he thought about his shovel's newfound power.

"How can I use this in combat?" he asked himself. "Can it be used for utility? I did try to drink some and it seems to be saltwater but perhaps that could be an advantage, not a demerit?"

He would have to explore this topic more some other time. Right now he had something else to train that was an absolute priority; his internal energy.

"I need to be able to easily see into the future without fear of consequence. I also need to be able to freely alter the futures I see if they aren't exactly optimal..." He stretched his back then cracked his neck. "Gravital Body it is."

Daz didn't have a bloodline for this power and although he planned to, in the future, create one to best use the ability, for now, what he needed was to use up all of his internal energy and focus on not passing out.

His Crowthorne bloodline could only support the power for 4-seconds when he had experimented with his two bloodlines only a week ago as opposed to the Hamilio bloodline's 32-seconds and the 14-seconds of using it without a bloodline.

Power flowed through the black web of gloomy-feeling veins that made up the bloodline of his mother's family.

His feet slowly raised off the ground as the air around him hummed ever so slightly. 4-seconds later, Daz collapsed onto his knees with his body covered in sweat.

'Don't lose consciousness! Focus! Draw out every bit of internal energy! I need to expand my pool!' Daz chanted repeated in his mind.

For a very brief moment, he seemed to lift off the ground again but instead of a good few centimetres of clearance, he had only raised by mere nanometres.

This time, when he collapsed, his body ached all over and he started dry-heaving. He was thankful that he had chosen to abstain from eating the past few days purely due to being too busy to afford the time for an unnecessary luxury.

He was used to pain so this was nothing, what was challenging, however, was fighting the urge to close his eyes and drift off into peaceful bliss.

'One day I may be fighting for my life and I could run out of internal energy to change the future or control gravity in some way! I cannot afford to continue allowing this tendency to faint to persist! It is a weakness I cannot have!' Daz's mind shook powerfully along with his commanding words.

Time passed and eventually, he could feel some control of his limbs returning to him. From his mental counting just over 3-hours had passed and it was now nearing midnight.

"Damage that doesn't affect my Lifeforce and thus can't be fixed by my Lifeforce Dependancy skill or my halo is rather bothersome," he muttered under his breath before saying, "System, please show me my internal energy, if you wouldn't mind."