Ery awakened in darkness and found his body movent seed limited. He could vaguely tell he was in so sort of treatnt.
While letting the mysterious thing treat him, he reflected on what just happened.
It was the third ti Ery had used the second stage transformation of his Fey Bloodline. Even though this ti he was still not in control, Ery managed to get bits and pieces of what happened, unlike the previous occurrences where he didn't rember anything.
At first, Ery thought rembering what he did during his transformation would be a relieving matter for him, as he would at least be aware of what had happened.
Apparently, it was not the case.
Rembering doing sothing he had no control on was disturbing, extrely so. Especially this ti, where Ery went in a frenzy and still lost the fight.
Zack Talon, the Dragon Bloodline prodigy, was too strong for him.
Moreover, what bothered him the most at the mont was the last sentence uttered by Zack, where he said that he was an amateur.
As Ery tried to analyze and understand what he ant by amateur, he landed to a conclusion it might have ant there were so secrets about the transformation ability he didn't know.
Hence, it should be Ery's utmost priority to learn more about this matter. All for the sake of further growth.
While his vision was still covered by the pitch-black darkness, a radiant light suddenly appeared out of nowhere, catching his wandering attention.
It looked like a door in front of him was opened and Ery could see several figures rushing through the door towards his direction. When they ca close enough to let Ery see them clearly, he realized they were his three friends and his master, Magus Xion.
"You are finally awake, Ery! How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?" Julian asked, as he took a closer look at the lying Ery.
Ery tried to move his body, but apparently, the bed he was on now was kind of holding him back.
Noticing Ery wanted to get up, Magus Xion quickly said, "Don't move too much lest the machine do its job, Ery. You are still in treatnt."
Looking at his body, coupled with the resurging mory, Ery quickly realized he had lost his right hand... again.
First, it was by granny and this ti by the dragon boy.
Magus Xion saw Ery exhaling a heavy sigh, when he looked at his lost hand. Patting softly to make sure not to hurt Ery, Magus Xion said, "Don't worry too much about your hand, Ery. This facility can cure it within hours. You only need to stay put and let the facility do the job."
Ery imdiately jolted awake when he heard the ti, "Master, How long did I pass out? What about my fourth match?"
Upon hearing Ery's inquiry, Magus Xion and the others imdiately fell silent. Ery turned anxious as he saw the expression on their faces and the eerie silence.
"Guys... Tell , what about my fourth match?"
When Ery was about to force himself to rise, Thrax finally could not hold it any longer. With an annoyed face, he spoke, "Fuck! Just let Ery decide! This is his matter, not ours!"
Realizing the others didn't say anything, Thrax looked at Ery and said, "Ery, your fourth match has just been called up and they will only give you 10 minutes or you will be disqualified."
Ery was stunned when he heard this, "Then, what are you waiting for, guys?! Let out of this thing!" Ery said, as he began struggling.
This ti, Julian approached Ery and said, "You are in no condition to fight, Ery. Moreover, the opponent chosen for you is… troubleso"
"What?! What do you an with troubleso? Is he a privileged class acolyte?"
Julian quickly shook his head. "No, he is an elite acolyte."
"Then why? Why aren't you guys letting ?"
"Look at yourself ery... your opponent this ti... we are worried about you..."
Ery understood his friends ant well for him, but he couldn't just give up here. If he gave up, he would lose the chance to enter the privileged class. After all, he would be eliminated from the ga. So, with the limited ti he had, Ery quickly opted for another option as he looked at his master.
"What do you think, master? Will it be a guaranteed loss to participate in the match?"
Magus Xion looked back at Ery with a serious expression on his face, "Your condition is pretty bad, Ery. You will be in a very disadvantageous position and this is not any virtual ga"
"Master, you know that was not my question. Please, do you think I won't stand a chance at all?"
Magus Xion was silent for a mont.
"Please master, let do it."
The magus didn't answer Ery's question and slowly moved to operate the panel beside Ery. A few seconds later, the thing Ery was on released him as he could see several needles detaching from his body.
Ery took a step and almost fell to the ground, but he quickly balanced himself and stood on his two feet.
"You're freaking crazy, Ery!" Thrax shouted, showing both of his thumbs up, "Aweso crazy!"
"You go and kick that acolyte ass, Ery." Chumo cheered, as he knew there was no stopping Ery. Julian could only shake his head, unable to convince Ery otherwise, but supporting him as well.
The well wishes coming from his three friends reminded Ery he was not fighting for himself but also for them.
Magus Xion grabbed sothing on the table and handed it over to Ery.
"Here, Ery. You left this in the arena."
In Magus Xion's hand was the sword Ery dropped in the previous fight, the one which his master gave to him.
"Thank you, master. I will not disappoint you." Ery said. He then turned to look at his friends, "And you guys too. I will definitely win!
Magus Xion let out a smile as he saw Ery, "Just make sure you won't return in an even worse condition."
"Yes. master. Even if I did, I will make sure my opponent will be in even worse condition"
Ery then swiftly went out of the treatnt room and walked to the Grand Hall, as he slowly walked up to the arena. Ery's unexpected arrival caused a series of discussions among the spectators.
When he reached the arena, Ery was startled as he faced his opponent. He recognized the acolyte. It was the spiky-haired acolyte he saw yesterday,
However, instead of being afraid, Ery's spirit actually burned even more fiercely as he eyed the acolyte.
Before the fight began, Ery checked his status through the symbol on his palm. His attention was attracted to new information stated right at his bloodline.
[Fey Bloodline - Weakened State]
The next information below shocked him. He truly could not wait to curse his fate.
[Weakened Status]
[Bloodline Transformation unavailable]
[Battle power was decreased by 10 points]
'Damn… What the f… apparently one arm still isn't bad enough… I am screwed."
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