Chapter 14 Water vs Air
The Fifth Element🌊🔥⛰️🌪️🌠
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~Cassie's POV ~
Phoebe and Theo stood tall in the field, eyes locked on the ghostly images of their weapons hovering in front of them.
“Very good. Now I want you two to make it real. This is only a mirage of it. It won’t really have any effect on someone else. I want you to turn it into a real weapon that can be used physically,” the teacher told them.
“How do we do that, sir?” the air student, Phoebe, asked him.
“Quite simple, actually. You have to will it to happen. You have to manifest it into reality. Just breathe in and focus on it. Convince yourself that the weapon in front of you is real,” the teacher said.
The two students went still, hands outstretched over their weapons. Faces tight with concentration. Probably hoping it would turn real.
The air girl closed her eyes for a few seconds and suddenly opened them. Her eye color had shifted to a glowing, whitish gray, like storm clouds lit from inside. She reached out and got a firm hold of the spear. Solid now. Real.
Everyone suddenly clapped and cheered for her.
“Good, very good. Nice job, Phoebe. Hopefully you’ll get it quicker next time. But great job regardless,” the teacher said and patted her shoulder.
“Okay. That’s enough, Theo. You can go back to your group. I’ll pick someone else for this,” the teacher said and gently nudged Theo toward his fellow water students. Theo’s jaw was tight. He didn’t look at anyone.
“Let’s see… How about you! Sage Bellweather,” the teacher said, pointing toward Sage, who looked uninterested in what was happening. She was picking at her nails.
“Yeah, sure, why not,” Sage said while coming forward to the center of the field. No hurry. No nerves.
“Okay, Sage. Let’s see if you can get it done,” the teacher told her.
She smirked and raised her hands midair.
She quickly conjured her weapon, a whip. It hovered, made of water but holding shape, links clear as glass, dripping without falling.
“Nice start. Now let’s see if you can manifest it,” the teacher said.
She closed her eyes, took in a heavy breath. The next second her eyes flew open and the color had changed to a glowing ocean blue. Deep. Cold. She reached out and gripped the whip firmly. It snapped when she flicked it, the sound sharp as a gunshot.
The whole crowd started cheering for her.
Even the teacher was impressed.
“Seems like you’re good at this already. That didn’t take you up to a minute. It was quick, which is great, because during any form of encounter with an opponent, you need to be quick with conjuring your weapon,” the teacher said and gave her a pat on the shoulder.
“Now you two, I want you to put your weapons to use. Show me the best fight you’ve got,” the teacher said and gave them both some space, stepping back.
“Hey, what are they going to do?” I asked Madeline.
“Battle, of course,” she said excitedly and focused back on the action, bouncing on her toes.
“Hey, airy fairy, hope you’re good at taking pain, ’cause I’m about to hurt you pretty good,” Sage said to the air girl, twirling her whip once. It hissed.
“Don’t be too cocky. You have no idea what I’m capable of,” Phoebe replied, spinning her spear. The air around it shimmered.
Honestly, I was rooting for Phoebe. I didn’t know her, but she seemed like a nice person already. While Sage, on the other hand, whom I’d encountered before — isn’t nice.
“Guess we’re about to find out then,” Sage said and launched her whip at her.
The girl was quick enough to dodge the impact. The whip cracked against the ground where she’d been, leaving a wet gouge in the dirt.
I noticed that Phoebe, the air girl, was waiting for Sage to attack first. Defensive.
They kept circling sideways until Sage unleashed her whip again.
But this time, Phoebe used her spear to knock it off. The clash rang out, water against air.
Sage kept unleashing her whip, strike after strike, and successfully caught Phoebe across the cheek with it. A red line bloomed instantly.
Phoebe flinched at the impact, touched her face with her hand, then refocused on the fight. Eyes hard now.
She threw her spear at Sage, but Sage was fast enough to bend backward, spine arching until her hands touched the ground. The spear whistled over her stomach.
Phoebe ran fast and got to her spear again.
I was astonished at how fast she ran. It’s not humanly possible. One second, she was far from the spear; the next second, she’s beside it, like the distance got deleted.
“How did she do that?” I asked Madeline.
“Do what?” she replied, not looking at me.
“Run so fast. I mean, I could barely catch her running because she was so fast,” I said.
“Ohh. You mean her speed? She has the air element. She can control the air around her Like push it forward to help her run really fast. That’s one of the perks of having the air element,” Madeline said and shrugged her shoulders.
“Wow. That’s so cool,” I said and focused back on the fight.
After Phoebe got her spear back, she successfully struck Sage’s wrist, and her whip fell from her hands, splashing to the ground.
“Looks like you dropped something,” Phoebe said, and that got Sage angry. Her face twisted.
Sage did multiple backflips till she got to her whip and picked it up, in the process launching it toward Phoebe.
But Phoebe was fast enough to dodge it this time, air gusting around her feet as she moved.
Sage targeted her spear and launched her whip toward it. The whip wrapped around the shaft, and Sage used full force to yank the spear away from Phoebe’s hand and into her own.
She smirked at Phoebe. And Phoebe glared at her.
Phoebe used her powers to rush toward Sage, but Sage quickly unleashed her whip on Phoebe’s neck, and the whip tightened around her throat like a noose, threatening to strangle her.
She gasped for air, trying to endure the pain but her neck kept tightening and she had to make a choice to keep fighting a losing game or give up this victory.
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