71 A Test of Power (1/2)

Will

Looking down upon the many weilders, Will felt a tinge of excitement. They can see me! Happiness boiled up within him, yet he kept his calm demeanor.

Maya was the first to react. She launched herself into the air and held onto him for dear life. ”When did you get back?” She asked as she touched his face, making sure he was actually there.

”I woke up only a minute ago.” He held her close and smoothed out her dark brown hair. ”I'm sorry it took so long to get back.” He said in a hushed voice in her ear.

Maya only shook her head as she planted her forehead against his chest, tears flowing freely. Will waited for a time while Maya sorted out her emotions. The entire field was silent while waiting for the right time to ask their questions.

Ten minutes past while Will cradled Maya in the air before he gently released his grip. ”I haven't forgotten my promise.” He said to her before she let go. ”Let me take care of things here, then we will head to New York. I'm sure you've been waiting for some time.”

Will descended into the crowd of aura weilders. He cracked his knuckles excitedly while a grin plastered to his face. ”I've been asleep a long time everyone,” he looked from Jacob to Ben, then his gaze fell upon Jake. ”Try not to get carried away, huh?” He winked at his brother as the familiar silver and gold one handed sword burst forth in his hand.

Jake smiled savagely as he readied his black blade. Ben and Jacob also stood ready for anything Will could throw at them.

The three young weilders charged Will with a force to match a hurricane. Their auras propelled them forward as the dashed around the training ground, much faster than what Maya had dealt with.

Will stood still in what looked the eye of the storm. His white t-shirt didn't so much as lift from the pressure of the wind. To the onlookers of the battle, it seemed as though he simply wasn't affected by the three.

Though will seemed unaffected, if someone were to look closely, they would see small sparks forming where his blade met the blades of the three combatants.

While most of the group couldn't follow the moves Will was making, Maya was able to make out blur like movements of Will's arm, parrying each attack.

Jake moved forward through the twister of power, deciding to attack his brother head on. His obsidian black sword slashing in fast powerful archs. ”Seems as though you've gotten stronger while you've been asleep.” He smiled as he went all out.

Will was able to keep up with his brother's advances easily, but small cuts started appearing on his shirt from Jacob and his brother's attacks. ”You guys haven't been sitting still either I see.” He leaped backwards through the air, landing safely away from the twister of sheer power. ”You are going to make me take this seriously.” He smiled while he held his free hand out in a ready position. A wisp of energy parted from his sword, forming a duplicate sword with an opal instead of a ruby. A glint of pride could be seen in his eyes as he launched himself back into the fray.

Maya watched as a blur of white and blue landed in the center of the storm. ”Just how strong do you need to be?” She muttered to herself as she saw a twister of crimson flame ignite from the center.

As the inferno grew, everyone watching the fight could feel A pressure growing. They had seen the crimson twister many times while following their prince. The first time Maya had laid eyes on Will, he was in the center of such an attack.

Suddenly, the attack shrank in size, yet anyone could see the flames glowing brighter as they condensed themselves. ”I would get back if I were you.” Jake and the two brothers heard from the condensed ball of flame. ”I don't exactly know how strong this will be.”

The wind felt like it was being sucked into the flame at a rapid pace. Maya was the first to realise what was about to happen. ”Everyone get back!” She yelled as she took to the sky. ”He's going to blow!”

Jake sensed what was coming and grabbed both Jacob and Ben by the collars of their shirts, dragging them upward and hopefully out of the blast radius.

The earth crumbled under Will's feet at the immense pressure the compressed flame was giving off. Unable to contain it any longer, he let out a roar from within the flame while surrendering his control over it.

Bright red flame turned to gold as beams of raw power shot upward and out from the blast. Onlookers felt as if they were looking at a second sun as it expanded outward, consuming everything it touched.

In a bright flash of light, the training ground became a crater twenty feet deep and thirty feet wide with a lone figure floating above it.

The crowd of weilders uncovered their shielded eyes to see Will covered in ribbons of a shirt. He brandished two blades in his hands as he looked up to the sky. As they looked closer, they could tell that even though he wore a tattered shirt, not one bead of blood stained the pure white fabric.

”What kind of training did you go through?” Jake muttered to himself as he saw what his brother had done.

It wasn't out of the realm of possibility for Will to have made such an attack before his long sleep, but his brother knew that he would have needed all of the Crusade's strength to pull off such a massive attack, yet it was as if Will didn't break a sweat as he tore the training field apart with his own strength.

Jake looked out to the crater while letting go of the collars of the two brothers shirts. His eyes were wide from the amount of power he had witnessed.

Will watched his brother descend from the sky. He took no pleasure in the look of utter astonishment that he saw on Jake's face. Instead, he remained calm in his crater. ”Sorry about that.” He said with a small grin. ”I've done that attack once or twice, but it was within my subconscious.”

As Jake neared his brother, he took notice of the two blades in his hands. ”Is that also a result of your training?”

Will shrugged as he put both of the swords together. They instantly shrank into the usual cross shaped pendant which he hung around his neck. ”I just learned what this really was.” He looked at the pendant with a bit of affection.