As the sun vanished beneath the black clouds, plunging the Keyblade Graveyard into an abyss of darkness, Blizzard, the Dream Eater, and Yen-Sid found themselves engulfed in an impenetrable gloom. It was as if the very essence of light had been devoured, leaving them blind and vulnerable.
Feeling a sense of urgency and the need to regain their sight, Blizzard and Yen-Sid instinctively grasped their Keyblades. Channeling their inner power, they focused their energy and summoned forth glowing orbs of radiant light.
As the orbs materialized, they radiated a brilliant luminosity, casting their gentle glow throughout the cave. The previously darkened space was now bathed in a soft, comforting light, revealing the rocky walls and uneven floor beneath their feet.
Blizzard and Yen-Sid exchanged surprised glances, their eyes widening at the sight before them. They had tapped into a newfound ability, one that allowed them to manifest light in the darkest of environments.
Blizzard: This... this is incredible (Blizzard murmured, marveling at the radiant glow surrounding them.) I had no idea we possessed such ability within us.
Yen-Sid nodded in agreement, a hint of fascination in his eyes.
Young Yen-Sid: Indeed, Blizzard. It seems that even in the depths of darkness, our connection to the Keyblade grants us the ability to summon light. This is an invaluable tool in navigating the perils of the Keyblade Graveyard.
With the cave now illuminated, they were able to see the details of their shelter more clearly. The stalactites hanging from the ceiling and the uneven rocky floor were visible, providing a small semblance of familiarity and comfort in this desolate world.
As the acidic rain continued to pour outside the safety of the cave, Blizzard, his Dream Eater, and Yen-Sid remained on high alert, their faces etched with a mixture of concern and trepidation. The atmosphere was heavy with the threat of danger.
In an unexpected moment of levity, Yen-Sid couldn't help but let out a dry chuckle, his voice laced with sarcasm.
Young Yen-Sid: Ah, yes, the Keyblade Graveyard, the epitome of hospitality. It really wants to ensure we have a warm welcome, doesn't it? Acidic rain, hazardous weather, and a leisurely stroll to the Colosseum. Truly, it's paradise.
Blizzard and his Dream Eater exchanged surprised glances, momentarily taken aback by Yen-Sid's unexpected jest amidst the seriousness of their situation. Despite the fear and uncertainty hanging in the air, the Young Yen-Sid managed to find a sliver of humor.
Blizzard: Is now really the time for jokes, Yen-Sid? (Blizzard asked, a mixture of amusement and bewilderment evident in his voice.)
Yen-Sid offered a wry smile, his eyes glinting with a hint of mischief.
Young Yen-Sid: Blizzard, my friend, in times of darkness, a little humor can be a beacon of light. We mustn't let the weight of our circumstances dampen our spirits entirely. Besides, a sarcastic remark or two keeps the fears at bay, at least for a moment.
The Dream Eater let out a chittering sound that resembled laughter, its eyes gleaming mischievously. Even amidst the danger and uncertainty, the creature seemed to appreciate the Young Yen-Sid's attempt at humor.
Blizzard: Alright, Yen-Sid, (Blizzard said, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.) I'll take your word for it. A bit of sarcasm in the face of a storm won't hurt. But let's not forget our primary objective: reaching the Colosseum and finding a safe haven.
Yen-Sid nodded, the levity momentarily fading from his expression as the seriousness returned. Indeed, Blizzard. The Colosseum awaits, and we shall overcome these obstacles to reach it. So, shall we continue our journey, armed with sarcasm and determination?
Blizzard and his Dream Eater shared a nod of agreement, their resolve renewed. The acidic rain continued to pour outside, but within the confines of the cave, they found solace in their shared camaraderie and the unexpected humor that lightened their hearts, if only for a fleeting moment.
The trio stood at the mouth of the cave, peering out into the relentless downpour of acidic rain. Blizzard's brows furrowed as he contemplated their next move, his voice filled with concern.
Blizzard: This acidic rain is no joke (Blizzard said, his tone laced with caution.) venturing out into this hazardous weather sounds like a recipe for disaster. Maybe we should wait until morning when the rain subsides. It doesn't feel right to expose ourselves to such danger.
Yen-Sid nodded, his gaze fixed on the tumultuous storm outside.
Young Yen-Sid: You make a valid point, Blizzard. Stepping out into that acidic rain would be unwise. However, I believe there may be another option, one that we have yet to explore.
Blizzard's confusion was evident on his face as he turned to Yen-Sid.
Blizzard: What do you mean? We've been using our abilities to the best of our knowledge and training. What other option is there?
Yen-Sid's eyes gleamed with a spark of curiosity.
Young Yen-Sid: Blizzard, my friend, have you ever considered delving into a different branch of magic? Throughout your journey, you've relied primarily on ice and fire magic. But what about other elements or abilities that could aid us in this situation?
Blizzard's eyes widened in realization.
Blizzard: You're right, Yen-Sid. I've been so focused on my ice and fire abilities that I neglected to explore other magical avenues. And you, Yen-Sid, have focused on wind and telekinesis magic. We've limited ourselves.
The Dream Eater let out a low rumble, as if in agreement with their assessment.
Yen-Sid nodded, a knowing smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
Young Yen-Sid: Indeed, Blizzard. Perhaps it is time for us to broaden our magical horizons. There might be a solution hidden within a different branch of magic, one that can help us navigate this hazardous environment.
As Blizzard and his Dream Eater listened attentively, the Young Yen-Sid began to explain the intricacies of the magical hexagon. He gestured in the air, creating a shimmering hexagonal diagram with different sections representing various branches of magic.
Young Yen-Sid: Blizzard, within the realm of magic, there are different branches, each with its own unique properties and applications (Yen-Sid began.) let me introduce you to the six parts of the hexagon, each representing a different aspect of magic.
He pointed to the first section of the hexagon.
Young Yen-Sid: The first branch is Elemental Magic. This encompasses the manipulation of the natural elements such as fire, water, earth, and air. It allows one to harness the power of these elements and wield them in various ways.
Yen-Sid's finger moved to the next section.
Young Yen-Sid: The second branch is Illusion Magic. It revolves around the manipulation of perception and the creation of illusions that deceive the senses. It can be a powerful tool for misdirection and subterfuge.
He continued, indicating the third section.
Young Yen-Sid: Restoration Magic is the branch dedicated to healing and rejuvenation. It enables the mending of wounds, curing ailments, and restoring vitality. It is a crucial aspect of maintaining balance and aiding others in need.
Yen-Sid's hand then moved to the fourth section.
Young Yen-Sid: Enchantment Magic is the art of imbuing objects or living being with magical properties. It allows one to infuse items with enhanced abilities or specific enchantments to aid in various situations.
His finger pointed to the fifth section of the hexagon.
Young Yen-Sid: Creation Magic is the branch concerned with conjuring and bringing things into existence. It grants the ability to materialize objects into existence.
Finally, Yen-Sid's hand reached the last section.
Young Yen-Sid: Alteration Magic encompasses various transformative abilities. It includes spells like Sleep Magic or Poison Magic, which can affect the minds or bodies of individuals causing a deep slumber, or inflicting toxins with Poison Magic.
Yen-Sid then drew their attention to the central gray area of the hexagon.
Young Yen-Sid: And here, at the center, lies Neutral Magic, which is Pure Destruction or Explosion. It harnesses raw destructive power, capable of causing massive damage and unleashing devastating attacks.
Blizzard and his Dream Eater took in the information, their eyes fixed on the shimmering diagram. It was as if a whole new world of possibilities had opened up before them.
Yen-Sid smiled, sensing their eagerness.
Young Yen-Sid: Blizzard, Dream Eater, by exploring these different branches of magic, we can unlock new abilities and tap into hidden potential. It's a journey of self-discovery and growth, where we can find the means to overcome the challenges we face.
Blizzard nodded.
Blizzard: Yen-Sid, I'm ready to delve into these different branches of magic. I want to explore what lies beyond my current limits.
The Dream Eater let out a low growl, echoing Blizzard's determination.
Yen-Sid's smile widened.
Young Yen-Sid: I'm glad to hear that, Blizzard. we will delve into the depths of each branch, unravel their secrets, and expand our magical repertoire. Through practice and perseverance, we shall overcome.
The Young Sorcerer looked at Blizzard and the Dream Eater, his eyes filled with wisdom and understanding.
Young Yen-Sid: Blizzard, Dream Eater, it is important to understand that each individual soul possesses a unique affinity for a particular branch of magic. This affinity signifies their innate talent and potential within that specific field.
He paused for a moment, allowing his words to sink in.
Young Yen-Sid: If one were to be exceptionally talented in Elemental Magic, for example, their abilities in Illusion Magic or Alteration Magic would naturally be less pronounced. It is the nature of talent to be focused and specialized.
Yen-Sid continued, his voice steady and thoughtful.
Young Yen-Sid: However, it is possible for individuals to develop their skills and talent in areas outside their natural affinity. It would require years of dedicated training and discipline to become proficient in branches where one's talent is not as pronounced.
He raised a hand, counting off on his fingers.
Young Yen-Sid: Let's say it would take approximately five years of focused training to become talented in a specific branch of magic. To master all six branches of the hexagon, one would need to invest a minimum of 25 years in their magical development.
Blizzard and his Dream Eater exchanged glances, realizing the magnitude of the task before them. The idea of dedicating such a significant portion of their lives to mastering all branches of magic has seemed daunting yet enticing.
Yen-Sid's expression softened, his voice carrying reassurance.
Young Yen-Sid: However, it's important to remember that mastery in any given branch of magic does not diminish the significance of another's progress. In the realm of Neutral Magic, specifically Destruction Magic, individuals can reach the same level of proficiency. It is neutral ground where talent does not give one an advantage over another.
He looked deeply into their eyes.
Young Yen-Sid: Blizzard, my friend, and Dream Eater, the path to mastery is a long and arduous one. It requires dedication, patience, and unwavering commitment. But remember, it is the journey itself that holds great value, not just the destination. Each step along the way will lead to growth and self-discovery.
Blizzard nodded, a mix of determination and contemplation evident on his face.
Blizzard: Yen-Sid, I understand the challenge. While it may take a significant amount of time and effort, I am willing to embark on this journey. I want to unlock my full potential and become proficient in all branches of magic.
The Dream Eater let out a soft purr of agreement, expressing its commitment to the path they were about to undertake.
Yen-Sid smiled, his eyes filled with pride.
The Young Sorcerer looked at Blizzard with a mixture of curiosity and admiration.
Young Yen-Sid: It is difficult to determine your exact primary branch of magic at this point. However, based on your impressive display of Elemental Magic during your fight against Norgam, it is highly likely that Elemental Magic is your primary branch.
He paused for a moment, his gaze thoughtful.
Young Yen-Sid: But let us consider the effects of your 118-year-long coma. Such a prolonged period of inactivity and separation from your magical abilities would undoubtedly have an impact. It is reasonable to assume that upon awakening, you would not immediately regain your full strength and efficiency in Elemental Magic.
Yen-Sid continued, his voice filled with reassurance.
Young Yen-Sid: If we were to make a rough estimation, I would say that you are currently operating at around 50% of your efficiency in Elemental Magic. And yet, even at this reduced level, you have managed to accomplish impressive feats, defeating two members of Organization 14th.
Blizzard listened intently, his eyes reflecting reflection. The reminder of his weakened state upon awakening from the coma only fueled his resolve to regain his former prowess.
Blizzard: I may not be at my peak right now (Blizzard said.) his voice filled with conviction. But I am determined to reclaim my strength and surpass it. The fact that I have been able to achieve what I have already is a testament to my potential. With your guidance, Yen-Sid, and the training. I am confident that I can rediscover and hone my abilities.
Yen-Sid nodded, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.
Young Yen-Sid: Your resilience and determination are truly remarkable. I have no doubt that with time, practice, and unwavering commitment, you will not only regain your former strength but exceed it. The journey we embark upon will be transformative, allowing you to unlock the full potential of your elemental abilities.
Yen-Sid looked at Blizzard with a spark of excitement in his eyes.
Young Yen-Sid: Blizzard, my primary branch of magic is Creation Magic, however, in the past four years, I have embarked on a journey to expand my knowledge and mastery of Elemental Magic.
He paused, a thoughtful expression crossing his face.
Young Yen-Sid: Considering the progress I have made in this relatively short period, I believe that after this year of intensive training in the Keyblade Graveyard World, I could potentially reach the same level of efficiency in Elemental Magic as you, Blizzard.
Yen-Sid's tone grew more determined as he continued.
Young Yen-Sid: But here's the intriguing part, if you successfully complete the training alongside me and endure the trials of the Dream World, there is a strong possibility that you will not only regain your former strength but surpass it. With the next challenges that await you, you can become even stronger than you were 118 years ago during the Keyblade War.
Blizzard's eyes widened in astonishment and determination. The prospect of surpassing his previous abilities and standing a chance against stronger adversaries fueled his resolve.
Blizzard: I won't settle for anything less than surpassing my former self, (Blizzard declared, his voice brimming with determination.) If there's a chance to become stronger, to stand toe-to-toe with the formidable members of Organization 14th, I will embrace it wholeheartedly. Together, we will overcome any trials and unlock the true extent of my power.
Yen-Sid nodded, a proud smile gracing his face.
Young Yen-Sid: That is the spirit, Blizzard. With my guidance, there is no limit to what you can achieve. The trials will be demanding, but they will shape you into a force to be reckoned with. I have every confidence that you will not only meet but exceed your own expectations.
Yen-Sid looked at Blizzard, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes.
Young Yen-Sid: Let's experiment with the fusion of Ice Magic and Telekinesis Magic. I have a theory that combining the two might result in a unnatural outcome.
Blizzard nodded, gripping his Keyblade 'Frostbite' tightly.
Blizzard: Alright, let's give it a try. I'll use my Ice Magic to launch an Ice Spike towards your Keyblade, and you use your Telekinesis Magic to generate a telekinetic wave that will collides with it.
They positioned themselves in the cave, preparing for the experiment. Blizzard raised his Keyblade, summoning his Ice Magic to form a sharp ice spike. With a swift motion, he hurled it towards Yen-Sid, who responded by wielding his Keyblade and channeling his Telekinesis Magic.
As the Ice Spike neared Yen-Sid's Keyblade, he unleashed a telekinetic wave, meeting the ice spike head-on. The collision caused a burst of energy, and both Blizzard and Yen-Sid braced themselves for the outcome.
To their amazement, the ice spike began to grow in size, reshaping itself in mid-air. It transformed into a massive, strange giant-shaped ice shield, pulsating with a white glow. Thousands of tiny hexagons adorned its surface, resembling intricate patterns of barrier magic.
Blizzard and Yen-Sid stared in awe at the shield before them. It was tall and wide enough to provide ample cover for six adult humans. The sight filled them with a sense of wonder and anticipation.
Yen-Sid's voice broke the silence, filled with admiration.
Young Yen-Sid: Remarkable, Blizzard. Our combined magic has yielded a unique and powerful defensive barrier. It appears to possess properties akin to barrier magic, offering us protection against the hazardous environment outside.
Blizzard grinned, a surge of excitement coursing through him.
Blizzard: This is incredible, Yen-Sid! With this shield, we can venture out into the Keyblade Graveyard. It's like having our own portable fortress of ice and magic.
Yen-Sid nodded, his eyes gleaming with pride.
Young Yen-Sid: Indeed. This fusion of Ice Magic and Telekinesis Magic has proven to be a promising technique. With further refinement and practice, we can harness its full potential and unlock even greater abilities.
The Dream Eater voiced its concern, its tone laced with worry.
Dream Eater: But what if the acidic rain melts the ice shield? And what about our limited reservoir of magic? It won't last forever. This attempt to bypass the rain seems dangerous, Blizzard.
Blizzard glanced at his loyal Dream Eater, understanding its apprehension. He sighed, realizing the weight of their situation.
Blizzard: I know it's risky, and our resources are limited. But we can't afford to wait any longer. People are suffering in the Locked Worlds, and this training needs to start right now. We can't let them down. Yen-Sid, we have to take this chance. We might only have one shot at bypassing the acidic rain and reaching the Colosseum. Our goal is too important to delay any further. We'll face the challenges head-on, and I trust that our combined abilities and resilience will see us through.
Yen-Sid nodded, his gaze unwavering.
Young Yen-Sid: Blizzard, you speak true. The time for action has come, and we must press forward. While the risks are great, the rewards may be even greater. We will adapt and strategize, conserving our magic and using it wisely.
The Dream Eater hesitated, still concerned, but it recognized the determination in Blizzard's voice. It finally relented, acknowledging the urgency of their mission.
Dream Eater: Alright, Blizzard. I trust your judgment. Let's make the most of this opportunity. We'll navigate through this acidic rain and reach the Colosseum together.
With their decision made, Blizzard, Yen-Sid, and the Dream Eater braced themselves mentally and physically. They needed to prepare themselves before steepening out from the safety of the cave.
Blizzard and the Young Sorcerer stood side by side, holding up the towering ice shield with both hands. The shield, pulsating with thousands of tiny hexagons, shimmered with an enchantment of barrier magic. Its size was impressive, large enough to conceal six adult humans underneath it.
Using the handle in the middle, they held the ice shield steadily, positioning it like an umbrella to shield them from the relentless onslaught of the acidic rain. The Dream Eater followed closely behind Blizzard.
With their makeshift protection in place, Blizzard and Yen-Sid took a moment to steel themselves mentally. They knew the gravity of the situation and the potential consequences of a single misstep. Every move had to be calculated and precise, as the unforgiving environment threatened their survival.
They looked at each other, determination gleaming in their eyes. Without uttering a word, they began counting silently in their minds, syncing their thoughts and preparing for the daring sprint.
One... Two... Three...
Their synchrony grew stronger as they reached ten, their minds and spirits aligned. In unison, they released a powerful shout of 'TEN!' that reverberated through the desolate landscape of the Keyblade Graveyard.
They launched themselves forward, sprinting out from the safety of the cave. The acidic rain poured down relentlessly, hammering against the giant ice shield. The enchantment held, its barrier magic repelling the corrosive liquid, creating a temporary sanctuary beneath the giant shield.
Blizzard and Yen-Sid ran, their hearts pounding with adrenaline. Each step was cautious, mindful of the treacherous terrain beneath their feet. They maneuvered with precision, their focus unyielding, as they aimed to reach the distant Colosseum through the hazardous Keyblade Graveyard.
The Dream Eater kept pace with Blizzard, its instincts sharp and alert. It moved with grace and agility, its presence a constant reminder of the dangers lurking around them. As Blizzard and Yen-Sid pushed forward, the sound of rain and their labored breaths filling the air. The giant ice shield, their fragile barrier against the acid rain, held firm as they continued their treacherous journey.
Blizzard and the Young Yen-Sid relied on the intermittent bursts of lightning illuminating the darkened landscape. The flashes of light cut through the gloom, revealing the treacherous canyon they traversed in search of the Colosseum within the Keyblade Graveyard.
As they pressed forward, their footsteps echoing in the desolate silence, the acid rain continued to shower upon their giant ice shield. Each droplet, infused with corrosive properties, splattered against the enchanted barrier, creating a mesmerizing dance of reflections.
The barrier's enchantment, designed to repel and protect, magnified the spectacle. The thousands of acidic drops that bombarded the shield glimmered and refracted in the barrier's shimmering surface. The raindrops were transformed into dazzling orbs of light, casting a surreal glow within their icy sanctuary.
Blizzard and Yen-Sid, their senses heightened, paid close attention to the pattern of reflections. They used the reflected light as a guide, a fragile beacon in the darkness, to navigate through the treacherous canyon.
With each lightning strike, they caught glimpses of the towering rock formations surrounding them. The jagged edges and steep cliffs served as constant reminders of the danger that loomed in this unforgiving world.
They maintained their steady pace, their movements synchronized and precise. The Dream Eater, ever vigilant, stayed close to Blizzard, its keen senses assisting in detecting any imminent threats concealed within the shadows. Guided by the dance of light and the echoes of thunder. They knew that reaching the Colosseum would provide a momentary respite from the acidic rain, a chance to regroup and continue their training.
As Blizzard, and Yen-Sid, and the Dream Eater pushed forward through the relentless downpour of the acidic rain, their eyes caught a glimpse of the distant Colosseum. The sight of the towering structure provided a glimmer of hope.
With every step they took, the strain on the Giant Ice Shield enchanted with barrier magic became more evident. The constant barrage of acidic raindrops took its toll, causing small cracks and signs of shattering to appear on the surface. The enchanted barrier, though resilient, showed signs of its limits under the corrosive assault. Aware of the shield's deteriorating state, the trio understood that time was running out. They had had to reach the Colosseum before the shield gave way completely. The pressure to succeed intensified, their focus honed solely on the task at hand.
In the midst of their sprint, the sound of their footsteps resonated through the canyon, echoing urgency in their hearts. Each member of the group refrained from speaking, their communication reduced to silent gestures and nods, all energies directed towards their shared goal.
Their breaths came in ragged gasps, adrenaline coursing through their veins as they closed the gap between themselves and the distant Colosseum. The shattering ice shield served as a constant reminder of the imminent danger they faced, urging them to push harder, to ignore the fatigue threatening to slow them down.
Though the urge to exchange words was strong, the trio remained resolute in their silence. Verbal communication could wait; their mission demanded their utmost attention and physical exertion. They communicated through their actions, their synchronized movements speaking volumes.
Step by step, they closed the distance, the Colosseum growing larger in their field of vision. Every passing moment brought them closer to their temporary sanctuary. With their hearts pounding in their chests, they pressed on, their eyes fixed on the distant goal. The shattering ice shield was a testament to their perseverance, its remaining strength, a countdown to their arrival.
With every passing second, the Giant Ice Shield enchanted with barrier magic showed visible signs of reaching its breaking point. The cracks that had formed earlier now spread across its surface, threatening to shatter completely. Yet, Blizzard, Yen-Sid pushed themselves to their limits, determined to make it to the safety of the Colosseum.
Their sprint through the treacherous canyon continued for what felt like an eternity. The acidic rain poured relentlessly, their bodies drenched and weary. The weight of the shield grew heavier with each step, its weakened state evident in the resounding echoes of cracking ice.
Blizzard's grip on the handle beneath the shield tightened, his knuckles turning white as he summoned every ounce of strength he had left. As the minutes ticked by, the shattering of the ice shield intensified. Hairline fractures spread across its surface, threatening to give way at any moment. The trio could feel the imminent danger, the urgency to reach their destination growing more palpable with each heartbeat.
Yen-Sid's words were laced with fatigue, but his resolve remained unyielding.
Young Yen-Sid: Hold on tight! We can't let it break before we reach the Colosseum!
Their breaths came in ragged gasps, their muscles burning with exhaustion, but they refused to give in. They were a team, united in their pursuit of safety and the beginning of their training. The Colosseum stood as a beacon of hope in the distance, urging them forward. With every step, the shattering ice shield threatened to crumble in their hands. Yet, they have pressed on, their spirits unyielding. Time seemed to slow as their bodies strained to keep up the pace.
Just as their muscles screamed for respite, a surge of pure rage coursed through their veins. In a burst of adrenaline, their eyes turned white, a manifestation of their unwavering willpower. With a primal scream that echoed through the canyon, they unleashed their remaining reserves of strength, propelling themselves forward with newfound speed and vigor.
Their bodies moved with a renewed sense of purpose, each step taking them closer to the Colosseum's entrance. The Giant Ice Shield, now on the verge of breaking apart, crackled and groaned under the assault of the acidic rain. Droplets seeped through the cracks, sizzling on contact with the ground beneath.
Blizzard and Yen-Sid ignored the pain and exhaustion that threatened to cripple them. They pushed forward, their movements fueled by the urgency to reach the sanctuary of the Colosseum.
Finally, mere meters away from the entrance, their bodies screamed for rest, but they refused to yield. Their screams transformed into a primal roar of defiance, drowning out the sound of the acidic rain. With one final surge of strength, they lunged forward, crossing the threshold of the Colosseum just as the Giant Ice Shield shattered behind them.
They stood, panting heavily, their bodies trembling with exertion. The acidic rain poured down around them, but within the Colosseum's protective walls, they found temporary respite from its corrosive touch.
As the adrenaline subsided, Blizzard and Yen-Sid surveyed the chamber they now found themselves in, their eyes filled with a mixture of relief and exhaustion. They had made it, overcoming seemingly insurmountable odds to reach their destination.
In the midst of their ragged breaths, Blizzard, and Yen-Sid, and the Dream Eater exchanged knowing glances. Their silent communication spoke volumes, acknowledging the magnitude of their achievement.
As Blizzard and Yen-Sid caught their breath, their bodies slumped onto the cool marble floor of the colossal Colosseum. The adrenaline that had fueled their sprint through the treacherous canyon slowly began to dissipate, leaving behind the undeniable exhaustion that now washed over them.
Blizzard, still gasping for air, managed to speak between breaths.
Blizzard: We... we almost met a terrible fate out there. But we made it... into the Colosseum.
The Young Sorcerer, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, replied.
Young Yen-Sid: Yes. We narrowly avoided becoming liquified pasta. Quite a close call wouldn't you say?
Blizzard though weary, managed a weak chuckle.
Blizzard: I suppose so. But I'm glad we made it here in one piece.
As the adrenaline faded, their attention turned to a more pressing matter—hunger. Blizzard's stomach growled loudly, reminding him of the physical toll their journey had taken. He recalled Yen-Sid mentioning that they couldn't bring food supplies for this training, but he still wondered what they were supposed to eat down here.
Blizzard, his voice tinged with curiosity, asked.
Blizzard: So, uh, what exactly are we supposed to eat during this training? I mean, we don't have any food supplies...
The Young Yen-Sid's smile grew wider, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Yen-Sid smiled knowingly and replied.
Young Yen-Sid: Ah, the rule about food supply. It's true, we don't have any provisions with us. But worry not, Blizzard. Here in the Keyblade Graveyard, sustenance takes on a different form, fear not, my friend. All will be revealed in due time. For now, let us focus on recovering our strength.
Blizzard's curiosity piqued, but he understood that Yen-Sid had his reasons for keeping the secret for the time being. With a nod of agreement, Blizzard shifted his attention to rest and rejuvenation, trusting that the Young Yen-Sid would reveal the mystery of their sustenance when the time was right.
Their conversation is suddenly interrupted by a familiar scent, one that sent a shiver down Blizzard's spine. Darkness. It permeated the air, mingling with the acidic rain outside. As Blizzard turned his gaze towards the entrance of the Colosseum, looking outside, his eyes widened in recognition. Dozens of yellow, glowing eyes emerged from the darkness, accompanied by the relentless downpour.
Blizzard: Heartless... Here, in the Keyblade Graveyard? I didn't expect to encounter them here, but I suppose it was only a matter of time. As a Keyblade wielder, they are drawn to me.
The realization settled upon him, Blizzard tightened his grip on Frostbite, preparing for the imminent battle. With a smirk, Yen-Sid spoke with a tone filled with excitement.
Young Yen-Sid: Finally, It seems dinner is served.
Blizzard, momentarily confused by the Young Yen-Sid's remark, quickly pushed the thought aside. He knew he had to focus on the impending battle. Gathering his resolve, Blizzard prepared himself for the onslaught of Heartless, ready to fight alongside Yen-Sid
Blizzard: We cannot afford to falter. Let's show these Heartless the strength of a Keyblade Wielder!