73 Building a Foundation (1/2)
Draig woke up groggily his ribs still sore allowing him to realize it wasn't a dream, the Founder was alive and well if the force of his strike was anything to go by.
”Get up” came the gravelly voice alerting Draig to the Founder's presence
”How” asked Draig staring at the man.
”With your legs you fool” grunted the Founder
Draig shook his head, he couldn't act in front of this man. He was someone who had brought the world to it's knees, the Gods themselves were but mere children to this man.
”I mean how are you here, you were dead. I know this for a fact” stated Draig just hoping for an answer
”You will find out in due time, now stand. We have a lot of work to do, your blood is pulsing erratically which tells me you haven't yet feasted upon the life essence of another. This is bad, but at the same time very good.” stated the Founder grabbing Draig up by his hair.
Draig winced at the action as he forced his legs to support his body.
”First let's cut this womanly hair of yours” stated the Founder as he took an old Sword and swiped all around Draig causing the once long locks to fall to the floor and left the young Feratu with short hair with the sides nearly shaved.
”Now you look a little bit more like a man” nodded the Founder
Draig didn't retort the man before him, he was at his mercy as such he would concede to anything that was said by him.
”Take up your sword, we start with sparring” commanded the Legendary Feratu
Draig scrambled to grab his sword and just as he raised it, the blade was knocked from his grasp and into the air.
”Lesson one, Hold fast to your weapon” stated the Founder as he planted a deep slash and lopped off Draig's arm.
Draig yelled from pain as he hadn't expected such harsh treatment but his yell was cut short by a fist that shattered his teeth causing his mouth to fill with blood and shards.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.
'What is wrong with this man' thought Draig as he rolled on the ground silently in pain.
Soon his regeneration began kicking in and his teeth began to fill out again, his arm was a slow going process but Draig only needed one to wield a sword.
”What are you waiting for, pick up your sword. I will not say it again” grunted the Founder as he prepared for another attack.
Draig barely managed to block the attack getting knocked into a nearby cave wall, this was the first time he had realized they were in such a confined space.