Level 6
How the hell do these guys have this kind of strength?!
A few hours after Zane's battle with Shedmaka…
"This is the warehouse that pathetic Mamodo told us about. It definitely looks like a battle took place here, but they aren't to be found. Bayne, where could they be?" A Mamodo with black hair looked at his much taller partner. This Mamodo had metal patches all over his body. These patches were on his right shoulder, chest, his back, his knees, the right side of his face, and his hands.
"They obviously don't live here, Plite. This must have been a place they chose for battle. Let's hide out for a few days until you can pinpoint their location. You can sense a Mamodo when they use their spells, correct?" The taller human looked down at his metallic Mamodo. Bayne had hair down to his shoulder, which was as black as coal. He was extremely well built, and had little flaws to his body. The only unusual thing about Bayne was his eyes. His eyes were blood red, and always had a huge fire about them.
"Yes, I can find them, but only within a short range; however, if I see him in the streets I will recognize him immediately."
"We will scan the streets then, and we will attack as soon as you recognize him. At night, we shall sleep at a hotel in the middle of town, that way we can pinpoint his location from any part of town." The pair left the building as silent as they walked in.
Three days later…
"Look, dammit! You will get the hell out of this bed! We need to go train you lazy piece of shit!" Zane was screaming at Tiger at the top of his lungs. "Get your ass out of the bed!"
"You fucking piece of shit! We don't all heal as fast as you Mamodo. I still have a bandage wrapped around my head!" Tiger was lying in his bed, still bandaged from their fight with Shedmaka. Zane, however, had managed to talk him into training to their limit the past two days. "You will not talk me into getting up today!"
After about an hour had passed Zane and Tiger were walking on the road to a new spot of training. They had decided to train at a different spot every day, so they could not be tracked. Today, they were going to a close by rock quarry, so that they may practice the Wibeirugu spell by smashing rocks.
Tiger had been sizing their limits with each spell and he had decided that they could fire the Zabeis spell six times and the Wibeirugu spell eight times, as long as they didn't cast any other spell. He had figured that if he were to be caught in battle he would use Zabeis three times and Wibeirugu four times, maybe five.
As soon as the duo made it to the entrance of the rock quarry, Tiger told Zane to smash rocks without spells so he could get a feel for his strength without the second spell.
Five minutes after Zane began smashing into the side of the quarry Plite and Bayne had noticed Zane's power without him using a spell. They two immediately made their way for the rock quarry.
"Five more minutes and we'll use a spell, Zane." Tiger said sitting on a large rock with his book in hand.
"That is a most appropriate place for a battle of this proportion, Zane." Plite stood at the top of the cliff Zane was punching. He looked down at Zane and pointed his hand towards him.
"Zefar!" Plite's hand turned into a small cannon and he shot at Zane. Zane had been able to side step in the nick of time. Zane looked back at the spot where the cannon had hit and he noticed the small crater where a large rock once stood. Plite had missed Zane on purpose to demonstrate his power.
What power! I tested Zane's Zabeis spell on a similar size rock yesterday, and he was only able to smash it to pieces. There's nothing left of that rock! Tiger had thought to himself. "Let's do this Zane! They're too far away for the second spell here's a ZABEIS!" The large sphere of electricity was sent hurling towards the enemy.
"Zefar!" At the last moment Plite launched his cannon at the electric attack, and the cannon pierced a whole in Zane's spell. The cannon smashed right into the chest of the blue haired Mamodo.
"Zane!" Tiger rushed to the side of his Mamodo buddy. "Are you alright?"
"Never…felt…better…asshole!" Zane shouted as he lay catching his breath.
"Zefar!" Another shot from Plite's cannon was sent hurling towards Zane.
"Wibeirugu!" Zane attempted to hit the attack head on with the whirlwind attack. The attack, however, caused the wind to explode and still burnt Zane's hand. "How the hell do these guys have this kind of strength?!"
Level's end
Mamodo left: 94
Books burned: 0
Next time: What the hell can we do to win?!