Chapter 6: Playing Fair
After three days of getting his teeth kicked in by an angry elf, Lucy had one thing to show: bruises and confusion.
Lucy was still no closer to unlocking the secrets of his mysterious ability.
Which, frankly, was hilarious, considering it was called Habitual Learner.
'You'd think that would come with a tutorial or something!' he shouted internally, dodging another fist-sized rock bullet that zipped past his ear with a sharp crack.
Despite the frustrating lack of insight into his Mythic ability, one thing had become clear: his mana control had exploded.
He'd discovered he could supercharge his speed and strength by channeling his endless supply of mana through his limbs. This was great—except it had put him in the crosshairs of the angriest elf on the planet.
Darfin, apparently acting on a direct order from the goddess herself, had been "graciously" assigned to train him personally. A divine gift, no doubt. One wrapped in pain.
Pow!
A punch slammed into Lucy's gut with enough force to lift him off the ground. His breath fled his lungs in one violent whoosh.
"Hhg—!"
Before he could recover, Darfin's boot connected with his chest, launching him like a ragdoll across the lush courtyard.