It was time to face the only one of the four that I considered an opponent. The other three had been my teachers, each one of them preparing me for this, and it was going to be a fight.
Each time I had been getting better, but something about this time said he was going to be serious, and I couldn't see him anywhere. I didn't take out any of my weapons. Instead, I prepared myself and opened myself up to the area around me. ??
I could feel him moving around me; Windorf was circling me, looking for an opening. I wasn't going to let him have it, and when he finally made his move, I was ready.
Everything happened in slow motion as I turned and slapped the fist away and then drove my own fist into Windorf's solar plexus area.
Windorf drove an open palm down onto my fist and pushed it to his stomach, where he absorbed the force and then jumped back, but I could read him now. I followed him, pulling my fist back as the two of us leaped in the air, and the moment that we landed, I stepped into Windorf.
I slammed my fist into him, but at the last moment, he disappeared into air vapor. I almost fell and had to roll forward to dodge a cut from the wind blade that Windorf had suddenly sent my way.
He must be furious if he resorts to using a weapon against me, but that wouldn't help him now. I didn't have him as a totem yet, but because I was connected to the other three and I was mostly made of magic or energy, I could feel him around me.
The next attack came as a full-frontal slash, but I could see and feel what he was going to do next or the three possible things that he could do next. The water totems helped me read his movements and the flexibility and reaction to deal with them, but it didn't give me power.
I slapped the blade away with an open palm and then kicked forward like Windorf was a door in my way. The Wind Elemental was kicked back but then disappeared again.
I released Wataluga's Totem and summoned Fireden, and my body started to heat up. My muscles started to feel like they were burning, but I wasn't in pain; they were burning to be used, and that was when Windorf decided he had had enough.
Suddenly, I could sense Windorf all around me, but I remembered this trick, and There could only be one attacking me at any time. The problem was that I could sense four out of the sixteen surrounding me were solid forms of him.
I started to take deep breaths, and each one of them stoked the fire in my muscles like I was revving the engine of a car. Burning red veins started to cover my body, and even my mind started to work faster, and that was when I noticed what Windorf was doing.
Each of him was only one-quarter of himself, which meant only one-fourth as strong as he usually was.
I dashed forward, and the moment I started to move, my mind started to slow the world down as I ran at what I considered to be an average speed. I ran straight at the first Windorf before he could react and smashed him out of the ring, making all but the three others disappear.
Windorf rushed me, all three of him, at the same time. It seems that he is done with his game, but now it was time to finish this.
I clenched my fist as I strained and squeezed the fire that was built up in my muscles. I must have looked like I was trying to shit my pants because Windorf slowed down, but that was a bad idea.
I was trying to release the built-up fire, and suddenly, I farted a little, then exploded with heat! The wave of heat hit Windorf before the smell of a well-cooked fart could hit my nose, and all three of them were blown back from me.
Windorf was knocked to the ground, but he didn't disappear this time. The blast must have beat the wind out of his sails, but I was more concerned about just how bad that fart smelled; what had I eaten?
"Fine, you have passed my test, but I am not happy about this. Mex told you I have a daughter, right?" Windorf asked, and I nodded while trying to walk away from the fart that kept trying to follow me.
"Yeah, she doesn't want to be stiff like you, and you need someone to take care of her, right? I can do that for you, but you need to stop being such a prude. I beat you, even if I had help from my totems; that is my ability. If I had had a gun or a sword and beat you, it would have meant the same," I told Windorf as I walked over to him, and he made a disgusted face.
"What is that horrible smell?!" Windorf asked, and I rolled my eyes.
"How the hell can you smell my fart? I let one little bastard go trying to squeeze out the heat, and now I'll never hear the end of it!" I complain, shaking my head.
"You are mostly Magic now, so even your odor has a smell to Magical creatures. I suggest you do not do that around my daughter, or she will treat you worse than she does me. Now, come this way, I want you to meet her first before I give you the Wind Force," Windorf said as he stood up finally.
I nodded and shrugged; not really anything else I could do. Windorf seemed to think that he always had the upper hand, no matter where his hand was.
I was led into a cave that was around the corner from where we fought, but it was dark. I ended up having to walk for five minutes in what should have been completely dark, but my body was giving off a slight glow, making it easier to see.
Not like I couldn't just follow Windorf, but I liked to be able to see where I was going. So, it was nice to make some light, but I would also have to be wary when I was traveling at night.
I was surprised to see that the tunnel ended in a wooden door with a round top. Windorf paused in front of it and then turned around to face me.
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