66 A Surprising Battle (1/2)

Louis rubs his head sheepishly, messing up his blond hair. ”I guess I was wrong,” he admits.

”Even if you aren't a master of dao of time, it's still pretty awesome!” Laurel exclaims in awe. ”But are you alright?” She asks worriedly.

Elanor laughs, ”I overdid it a bit, but I'm fine.”

”We've been walking all day maybe we should take a rest?” Franklin asks. Even with them all in foundation stage walking through the forest and snow for most of the day is still exhausting.

Elanor is about to reject the suggestion but seeing all the kids looking hopeful she gives in. ”Fine, lets set up camp then. But at this rate it will take a week to get there,” Elanor complains.

Elanor releases a few tents from her interspatial ring. The boys set them up while Elanor relaxes. Laurel starts gathering firewood so they can cook a meal. As Laurel walks by Elanor with an arm full of wood she stops in place and drops the load as her limbs go limp. The wood clatters to the ground.

”Laurel?” Elanor questions. However Laurel does not respond. Elanor jumps up and grabs the girl. ”Hey what's wrong?!” She exclaims. Laurel only stares blankly ahead and limply flops onto Elanor's body.

Laurel suddenly finds her self in a beautifully decorated hall. Reefs cover the walls accentuating the enormous frescoes. Great pillars of white marble that are three men width large hold up a grand dome. The place is filled with people in extravagant ballroom gowns and suits. The view makes Laurel feel very under dressed. 'It's like a nightmare!' Laurel thinks. 'I didn't go to sleep, though,' her mind races.

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Laurel's eyes wander trying to get her bearings. Then at her feet she sees Aglea bleeding from a cut on her forehead and her beautiful red dress in tatters. Aglea hasn't noticed Laurel and is looking away from her. Laurel follows Aglea's gaze looking up at a man in a nicely tailored black suit. His bulging muscles are visible even under all the fabric.

The man has a curved blade held over overhead preparing to strike. It glistens in the light of the twinkling inscription that light the hall. Laurel felt like she is already cut just by looking at the edge. The man then strikes down towards Aglea. ”No!” Laurel exclaims. 'What can I do?' she contemplates.

'There's no time!' She cries in her head. Her hand instinctively reaches for her waist. A severely chipped dull sword hangs there. She'd done this movement thousands of times over the last few months. She pulls her sword forth from the sheaf and thrust forward to counter the attack from the big man. 'I will not move aside today!' Laurel repeats in her head.

Laurel feels all of the foundation energy flow into her arm as it explodes out. Unfortunately, John had only taught this part of the technique. She didn't know what to do after deflecting the enemy's blade. Still she grits her teeth and moves like she did every day.

Clang. Laurel's blade contends with the man's curved sword stopping its momentum. The man looks at Laurel with shock. The whole hall seems to gasp and whisper as if she'd appeared out of nowhere. Even Aglea looks up over her shoulder in disbelief.

”Argh,” Laurel screams as the clash shakes her to the bones. She is pushed back her whole arm shaking uncontrollably as she slides a long the marble floor. As she steps back holding her arm she feels a weight on her shoulders. A bright color flashes above her head.

Thalia handstands on Laurel's shoulders and strikes out with her feet. Deadly daggers extending from her toes thrust towards the man's neck. The man quickly gathers himself and deflects the two dagger kicks from Thalia.

After deflecting the attacks the man twists his blade and swings it towards Thalia. Thalia then pushes off Laurel's shoulders doing a flip as she dodges the attack. Laurel hears the sword whistle just above her head making her shudder.

The man then spins and turns the momentum into another strike over his shoulder towards Aglea. Laurel's arm still vibrating from the last attack screams at her when she moves it once again. This time the clash ends with Laurel being sent back with her arm going limp with no more strength.