Chapter 102 - The Scythe (2/2)
Whoosh.
The purple spirit tried to get out, but it failed. It was as if the crimson orb had thickened. The spirit did not know what was happening, and neither did Evan. He saw that something was not according to plan.
Whoosh.
Suddenly the scythe, black as the abyss, jerked up inside his ”Warp”. All this time it had been motionless, but now it was on the move.
Then the strange things began to happen.
A toothy mouth and one bloodshot eye slowly opened on the scythe blade. The spirit panicked and tried with all its might to get out, but all its attempts were unsuccessful.
The bloodshot eye stared intently at the spirit. It scrutinized the creature that had dared to invade its domain.
Whoosh.
The next moment the black scythe came into motion and sliced the purple spirit into hundreds of pieces at incredible speed. All Evan could see was a blurred image, his eyes unable to grasp the speed of the scythe.
Whoosh.
Hundreds of spirit parts headed toward the toothy mouth, and were quickly consumed by it.
Whoosh.
On the other side of the blade another mouth opened, and to Evan's surprise a whole and unharmed spirit emerged from it, just as it had been a few seconds before. Evan stared mesmerized at this startling and inexplicable scene.
Whoosh.
The purple spirit passed through the crimson ”Warp”, as if nothing had happened, and was outside. Next, the spirit flew upstairs and eventually emerged from ”Nirvana”.
Like the other two spirits, the third one returned safely to the aquamarine crystal and gave the man the information he needed.
”Evan Lynch, the Class - ”Amplifier”, the ”Warp” - White.” The man said calmly and took his hand away from the crystal.
At the same moment, the three purple spirits disappeared and the test was completely finished.
The woman informed the three rookie mages of the results and told them to leave.
”Wait for our instructions, this was only a test, there will be an exam soon.”
The young men nodded and hurriedly left.
Staring at Evan's back, the woman thought to herself, <White?! Why is his ”Warp” white! How is that possible?!”>.
You could tell that her reaction was very strange. In the world of mages, white ”Warps” is the most common thing, while purple is a sign of talent and genius. But somehow the woman was surprised that Evan was the only one of the three magicians who had a white ”Warp”.
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Evan and the two girls returned to the square. He didn't know how to react to what had happened. He thought he would finally know his way, but suddenly he encountered a phenomenon unknown to him.
<White ”Warp”?” Has he made a mistake? No, it's that scythe, it did something to the spirit that caused it to transmit the wrong information. There's no other way I can explain the evaluation of the magician in the white mantle. Moreover, what the fuck was that all about? That scythe just ate that spirit, but it had showed no signs of life before.>
Evan's mind was focused only on that. He could say with certainty that the scythe had influenced what the spirit had reported to the magician. But, there was something Evan was extremely unhappy about.
<I've been told that I have a white ”Warp” and I'm an Amplifier, but how true is that information? Because of the actions of the scythe, the spirit determined the wrong color of the ”Warp”, which means my Class is also in doubt. Damn! How am I supposed to know what type of Magic I'm more prone to?>
While Evan was trying to figure out what had just happened and resenting the fact that he was still in the dark, three magicians in white mantles came out of the evaluation center.