Chapter 7 - Seven (1/2)
”Attack me.”
”Brother, I don't think…”
”Don't make me repeated myself.”
My brother looked at me with puppy eyes, but I kept my eyes sharp and a scowl at my face. He came to me slowly and hesitant, and seen me not move or say anything he sighs and slashed the air with his paws.
”What are you doing? Is that difficult to aim at an unmoving target?”
This time he hit me, claw marks appearing on my shoulder, and starting to leak blood.
Ding – Bleeding resistance 1
There! It worked! My brother closed his eyes and kept going for it now, so I had to put my paw on his forehead.
”Ok, ok, enough, I don't need you to kill me now.”
”Then why… why did you ask me to attack you?” He asked with a sorry expression, holding of his whines and sobs.
”I was testing a theory out, ok? So we can become stronger.”
”Is… Is that so? How?”
I lick my wounds before continuing. ”Apparently we can gain abilities by pushing your limits.”
”How so?” He looked at me, confused, turning his face upwards.
”Well, for example, we can only learn how to swim by going in the water and trying until we get it. The same way we can only learn how to speak by trying it out.”
”What does that have to do with me attacking you?”
”Because my body learned that it needs to be sturdier. Now I have bleeding resistance, which means next time I won't bleed as much or none at all.”
”Hm… I think I understand.”
”Now, can you show me your Fire Armor? For some reason you have it and I don't” Probably because he is more focused in magic, perhaps he will learn those easier then I.
”Uhm.” He nods.
It has been three days since he got injured, and only sleeping and eating made great amends to his wounds. I was, on the contrary, very tired, having to hunt for the both of us, but gain Fatigue Resistance 1 and Hunger Resistance 1.
That's where my suspicions started to grow.
My brother stood, and one moment there was only a black doberman standing, next was a dark silhouette on fire, burning up a red fire from the shoulder blades to the back. So… he just puts himself on fire? Doesn't seem like a proper armor to me, it may protect from some attacks and hurt back at the same time but there are other creatures immune to fire as well; I wouldn't be naïve in thinking that we are the only ones that can evolve by try and error.
Ok, my turn. I try to visualize it, to copy, to light myself on the fire, but it didn't work on me for some reason.
”How do you do it? What do you think when you are casting it?” My brother, already back to normal, answers:
”I just think that I need to protect myself, that's all.”
”When did you learn that?”
”After the attack.” He completes, pointing at his shoulder, with some fur still missing from the bite.
Form of protection? Maybe because for me it doesn't look like an armor? Or doesn't really make me feel protected… Then what would make me feel like that? The scales that mother had? Sure, but only when we mature we can change into our Hell Form. So how…
Maybe I'm thinking wrongly about it. My brother went for the simplest way of protection, but fire had its flaws and other creatures could trespass it as well. Then how about… shadow? Not been seen is far better protection then been a fire beacon.