Set 5 days after G.S.D. rescued Drakkon.

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Day 5, Training Malfunction

It has been a week after G.S.D. took in the young Drakkon. Who was now slowly getting used to the weight of the rusted short-sword; He was able to perform some minor vertical and horizontal attacks, though he would still be thrown off balance after each swing from the weapon. When he missed the target, G.S.D. would silently scorn him with a disapproving nod of his head, and then tell him to try again.

"Boy, stay focused. Now swing again and do a regular horizontal attack than follow up with an upward slash." G.S.D. spoke. His arms crossed across his chest, with a stern look upon his face, staring down at the tired child.

Drakkon had his sword placed into the ground, with the tip sticking in the soil. He was leaning on the handle, while panting heavily. "I'll... Try…" That was all he could muster to say, from being so exhausted. Slowly he jerked the tip of the sword out of the ground and swung his weapon horizontally at the tree, letting the blade slash across the bark easily, knocking some of it free and flying off somewhere to his right. After letting the blade cleave through part of the tree, he quickly canceled into a small upward slash, striking the tree upward, allowing the tip sink into the wood. With the force he made into the upward slash, he wedged the blade into the trunk of the tree. "Great. Now I got my sword stuck..." He managed to speak; realizing his sword now remained stuck, after letting go of the handle.

G.S.D. just continued to peer at him from afar. "Yank it free. Then try it again." He spoke firmly, keeping his face stern as always with his ever still presence.

Drakkon just peered at G.S.D., and then looked at his sword again. With both his hands, he grabbed the handle and tried pulling the weapon free, but to no avail. Determined to get his weapon free, he positioned his body to where he could use his body weight to pry it out. Standing parallel to the tree, he placed both his hands onto the handle and pushed with his legs and body weight, breaking the tree's grip of the blade. Though, while the blade was freed, it left him hopelessly unbalanced and falling flat onto his face next to the sword. "Ugh… That hurt a lot." He groaned as he lifted his head, feeling something wet running down his upper lip. He ran his hand across his mouth and pulled it away, seeing blood across his fingers. Staring at the blood on his hand, something inside him urged up, a sudden rage that seemed to try and take over his body.

"Blood, BLOOD!" The voice of Kazan plagued into his head once again, even with the magical armlets on, they couldn't contain the demon's influence completely.

Drakkon suddenly lurched in pain, as his possessed arm faintly pulsed red. "Remove the armlets, allow me to take over!" Kazan spoke, trying to convince Drakkon to release the magical armlets. "NEVER" He screamed, as pain writhed throughout his body, his eyes a faint tint of red. Though slowly going into a madden state, as he unconsciously reached for the armlets. His hand reached and partially removed a seal, allowing more of Kazan's influencing power into his body.

"Yes! Give into my power. Allow my glorious rage and bloodlust into you. Remove them completely to have all of my power at your whim." Kazan boasted, as more of his power surged into Drakkon. The pain inside of him was slowly fading, though so was his mental state of mind as Kazan was slowly taking over his body and mind. "Now, deal with that old man, he kept you from me. He kept you from killing those who wanted to kill you." Kazan commanded, laughing into the boys mind.

Drakkon slowly rose to his feet, as he grabbed the sword that lay next to him while getting up. Turning towards G.S.D., his eyes were glowing red, as his arm pulsing red, though not as vibrant due to the magical armlets still on him, withholding a majority of Kazan's power at bay.

G.S.D. just peered at the boy. "So it seems Kazan still has some influence on you." He spoke, drawing a bludgeon weapon from his mass of weapons on his back. "Once I subdue you, I will be taking you to Loton and Sharan, so we can get a more powerful enchanted set of armlets." G.S.D. spoke afterwards, while he was getting into a readied battle stance.

"That is if I don't kill you first, Old man." Kazan spoke through Drakkon. Gripping the short-sword firmly, he lunged towards G.S.D., dragging the blade behind him as he ran. Closing the gap between them, he tried to thrust his sword into G.S.D.'s chest, but to no avail. G.S.D. easily parried the sword away with his bludgeon, then did a horizontal attack and smashed it into Drakkon's chest, knocking him back a few feet in the process. "If you keep hitting this boy that hard, you won't have a student old man." Kazan taunted back, beckoning G.S.D. to either kill or be killed.

G.S.D. just grunted a small response and took up his defensive stance again. He just patiently waited for Kazan to make his next move. 'A simple way to end this is to use Ice Wave Sword, and freeze him. Just need to wait for perfect timing.' G.S.D. thought.

Drakkon once again charged at G.S.D. screaming. "UPWARD SLASH!" He shouted as he got right in front of G.S.D, who simply just went to a guard stance, effectively blocking the attack. "GORE CROSS!" He then shouted, which startled G.S.D. at first, since he knows he didn't teach him that move yet. Drakkon swung his weapon horizontal, then upwards, forming a cross that shot out from the movement, slamming into G.S.D. who wasn't prepared fully for the attack, knocking him backwards somewhat. Kazan laughed through Drakkon as he watched G.S.D. fall to the ground from such an attack. "That's only a taste of my power; Old man." Kazan boasted again at G.S.D. while he was getting up.

'He's going to kill this boy himself with those types of attack. That boy's body isn't conditioned for that type of strain just yet. I must end this now.' G.S.D. thought as he got up, feeling the force of the attack on his chest. "It's time to end this." G.S.D. said as he stood facing Drakkon. "ICE WAVE SWORD" G.S.D. shouted as he glided the bludgeon across the ground, forcing ice crystal's to quickly form towards Drakkon. Reaching the boy before he could even react, encasing him in a block of ice that went up to shoulder height, freezing his arms and legs still, preventing him from moving at all, except his head.

Kazan screamed, since he knew this body couldn't break free from the ice, due to it being too weak. "DAMN YOU!" He shouted as he watched as G.S.D. walked closer to his ice encased form.

G.S.D. looked at the ice encased boy as he used his right hand and back-handed him across the face. Hitting him hard enough to blood from Drakkon's lips and nose; letting the blood run down onto the ice surrounding his body. "It's time I take you to town and see an old friend of mine." G.S.D. spoke to Drakkon, who continued to try and break free from the ice. G.S.D. placed his bludgeon away back into the sheath on his back, then stepped behind the boy. Using his right hand, he hit the boy hard enough to knock him back into an unconscious state, letting the ice support the limp body. As soon as G.S.D. knew the boy was unconscious, he took his fist and punched the ice block, shattering it easily, letting the limp body of Drakkon land onto the ground.

"I must be quick before he wakes and Kazan attempts to take over again. Loton will have some armlets already made, though I need Sharan to use her magic and put the magical seal onto the new ones to keep Kazan from attempting to possess him again. Kazan's influence is strong on him, he needs more training, but containment of this demon is much needed." G.S.D. spoke aloud to himself. Kneeling down, he picked up the rusted short sword and placed it back into the sheath on his back, then placing his arms under the unconscious form of Drakkon and lifted him up, carrying him bridal style.

As G.S.D. made haste to Hendon Myre, another set of eyes were watching from a distance. The eyes of a swordsman who knew all too well of the curse and what could happen when one with it removes the armlets. "Roxy…" Was all he said, before he headed in the same direction of G.S.D., keeping his distance between the old man and his student as they traveled.

Well, I hope you like it. Please by all means review and leave suggestions/comments.

Side Note: Thanks for Darkis Shadow and XlegacyZero for your comments.

To Darkis Shadow: Thank you for saying keep up the good work. I'll do my best.
To XlegacyZero: It may take some time to see the evolution of him, but it will happen in time.

Once again. Thanks for reading/reviewing.
-Shikio