Mark of the Fool

Chapter 36: Dummies and Forceballs

Training Day 21

Push-ups: 16, 15, 12 TOTAL= 43

Experimentation Day 3: BEGIN. FINISHED. Result: Increasing speed. No improvement of forceball

Skills: Running - COMPLETE, Reading - COMPLETE, Writing - COMPLETE, Spear-And-Oar Dance (8th day of practice -

Alex let out a breath as he shifted from first position and back stepped into the first step of the Spear-And-Oar Dance. He raised an old broomstick into first guard then proceeded to dance his way between the second stancewhich kept him balancedand the first step. He used The Mark, letting it correct his form, while he willed the forceball to float around his body in a slow, steady figure eight.

Hed arrived a little early at the regular spot, to go through this routine before Khalik arrived.

His main goal was to become used to controlling his spell with precision while doing a physical activity needing concentration and focus. If he could master both at once, then hed get to a point where he could control the forceball in dangerous or distracted situations.

And now was a perfect time for training against distraction.

In the past few days, campus had become full.

Students from all over the world were arriving in masses, streaming through the front gates of the University by the day. He was glad hed picked up his textbook list when he had: the line had been long then, but lately, he couldnt even see the registrars office because of the crowds of students.

Even now, his favourite training ground in the copse of trees was surrounded by new students wandering around campus, looking for different buildings, going to the library and for manygoing into course selection. At the same time, exams for upper year students had ended a week earlier and theyd turned to celebrating with a vengeance. They were having as much fun as they could before results came back to either make dreams, or shatter them.

Recently, hed had to clean up at least two or three empty wine bottles and beakers from his training spot each morning before he could start training. The southern insula had gotten loud at night and was growing even louder as new students piled in daily.

Complicating things for him was information that some of the new students were from Thameland.

He, Theresa, Selina and Brutus had gone wandering around campus for a good half a day, quietly searching out students from their homeland to get news of what was happening back home. Theyd found a few who gave them some interesting and surprising information:

The Cave of the Traveller had been found by The Heroes and was being used to evacuate the people who were still in Thameland. Apparently, before the Cave could be used to evacuate anyone, wizards had come from the capital to investigate the area. After the wizards were done, then priests were called to do their own investigation, followed by a benediction. After all that, then it had been about securing and fortifying the area: the humble Alric had suddenly become a major stopover for people using the Cave to escape the Ravener.

Alex had wondered how Peter and Paul were dealing with everything that was going on now.

Doors to friendly countries had been chosen, then emissaries from Thameland had been sent through the portals to negotiate the migration. Once the ink had dried on agreements, the people had flooded through the portals to safety.

Unfortunately, the students hadnt talked about much more than that: from their clothescovered in filigree, gold lining and silver buttonsthey were from the wealthy class and had been among the first through the portals, and knew basically nothing of the common folks situation. They did say that The Heroes were together and taking the fight hard to the dungeon cores. But, they didnt mention anything about the missing Fool and Alex didnt ask any questions, not wanting to draw attention to himself by showing interest in the subject. After talking with the Thameish students for a while, the four of them had and gone off to have a little celebration, proud of their role in making it possible for The Cave of the Traveller to be used to get the people to safety.

As Alex shifted from second position to first stepa movement that was now starting to feel naturaland weaved the forceball between the gap in his legs, he wondered if any of those Thameish students would be in his classes.

Crash!

He jumped at something smashing through the canopy above, but quickly recovered and fell back into second position, not losing his balance. He looked up, raising his broom into guard andsaw Najyah perched there, with an amused twinkle in her eyes.

Hello, Alex, you are early! a familiar voice boomed from outside the grove. Khalik stepped between the trunks, raising his hand in greeting. I see that you are in fine form.

I was. He shot the bird a look, making plans for revenge. But well see when the course begins.

That we will. Khalik agreed, stretching. I wish more were said of what would happen. It would make it easier to prepare. But, we will still try to prepare for whatever comes.

Alex tied the broom handle vertically to the bottom of the basket. I suppose the point is that were supposed to adapt to situations, right? So, I dont think Bae-The Chancellors going to give us a nice big warning as to what were in for.

Khalik shrugged. One can wish. Are you ready?

Alex stretched beside his forceball. Yep, lets go.

The two young men stepped out of the trees and back onto the path, then broke into a swift jog, leaving the path that was now crowded with students.

Najyah followed above.

Khalik was in far better condition, but Alex kept pace with him. He was doing a lot better than when hed started.

In addition to the near constant burn that had taken up residence in his muscles, he'd begun to notice positive results from his new routine. His skinny form was starting to harden, and his arms and shoulders had grown slightly thicker. He was starting to see hints of muscle definition all over his body, and he was less winded after his exercise routine.

The run to the stadium was less tiring than it had been in earlier days, and when the two young men finally reached the doors and slowed, Alexs breath was heavy, but he wasnt gasping for breath as they entered the arena like he used to.

Boom.

Flashes of light and power spread through the air as students practiced battle magic against fortified targets. On their left, a line of students fired icicles, stones, arrows of acid, and glowing blue bolts of magical energy at a line of impenetrable targets.

At the far end of the stadium, a few students were launching explosive fireballs, beams of exploding light, and crackling lightning at large stone pillars. The explosions were loud even across the stadiums immense field. Though there wasnt an official practice or event going on, new students filled many of the seats above, looking down on the field at all the flashy battle magic hitting targets.

Some were studiously taking notes, while others were watching from more of an open-mouthed-gaping-like-it-was-the-end-of-the-world perspective. Some werent watching much of what was happening on the field at all, though. One group of boys passed around a wineskin filled with something that made their faces red and happy as they watched a group of young women a few seats below them with interest.

If only they had a giant eagle that liked to play dead as a conversation starter.

Alex and Khalik dropped their gear in front of a couple of training dummies theyd booked for the morning, and stretched again. Alex used The Mark to guide his stretching routine, letting it focus him on past positions that gave his muscles a good long, loosening.

Khalik looked at him curiously. Have you been exercising for awhile? Forgive me, but at first, I thought you were new to the physical arts, yet you seem to have a certain grasp of the fundamentals.

Thanks. Alex leaned into a long stretch of his back and legs. Im just a quick study.

Good, if you keep to proper eating habits then you will make gains quite quickly.

proper what now?

Khalik paused, his expression freezing through his beard. Youthe way one eats to build a larger, more powerful body?

I know how someone eats to build a larger, more powerful belly. Alex offered, but Khalik did not smile.

This is no good, Alex, how one eats is just as important as how one moves when it comes to the body of an athlete or warrior. One must eat enough to fuel ones growth, but not too much at once. Meat, fish, fowl are important to fuel the muscles, and fresh fruit and vegetables are needed to balance the diet along with dense breads and grains. Did you not know this?

I never really considered the specifics. Alex admitted. In Alric, hed seen strong-armed farmhands and smiths swallow ale, bread and meat by the plateful, but hed never considered the specifics of it. Hard work made you hungrier, and that was that as far as most in Alric were concerned.

He concentrated on The Mark, focusing on the idea of eating for strength.

Images came back to him of plenty of previous meals, especially those rich with wild game from one of Theresas hunts, or fish from the nearby river. He noticed only a small number of desert memories.

Eatings a skill too? he wondered. What next? Is breathing a skill?

On a hunch, he thought of improving his breathing.

Images came up of times hed exerted himself, pointing out details on how his chest and belly rose with his deepest breaths.

Well, Ill be damned, he muttered.

What was that? Khalik asked.

Nothing. Alex waved his hand. Just thinking about what you said about food.

Haha, think about food after training, my friend.

The two young men first faced off against their dummies, and then readied their spells. Alex called the forceball hed already created, while Khalik summoned Najyah to land on his leather gauntleted arm.

Alex willed the forceball forward, driving it into the dummy.

Crack!

The crimson orb slammed into the object with such impact that several students looked over in surprise. Alex couldnt help but smile a little. Hed seen a few other students cast forceball, but none of their spells moved as quickly and smoothly as his, none glowed with the same intensity, and none were as large. He smiled again when The Mark didnt protest. Hed calculated that it wouldnt interfere and wouldnt find a difference between him slamming the forceballa utility spellinto the dummy, and him slamming it into any other object. It was like when hed slammed it into the tiles in The Cave of the Traveller; it hadnt registered that action as combat.

Willing the forceball back, he slammed it into the dummy again and again, enjoying the sound of the heavy impact. His utility spell had really come a long way through years of practice, and had come even further in the last month of his experimenting.

It was hitting the dummy hard enough to shake it a littlelike someone had thrown a ten pound stone with good speedand would have done a fair amount of damage if the dummy hadnt been reinforced by mana. Too bad targeting objects and enemies during actual combat would make The Mark attack him, otherwise, the forceball would make a great weapon.

Instead, he concentrated on whipping the forceball around the dummy in complex patterns. Circles. Figure eights. Zig-Zags. Anything that might surprise or confuse an enemy. Then he focused on stopping the forceball abruptly in midair. An enemy who ran into it at full speed like the mana vampire did, could do some serious damage to themselves.

As he continued to alternate between smashing the dummy with the spell and dancing the orb around it, he glanced over to Khaliks practice.

First he would send Najyah flying toward the dummy, and her fierce talonsenhanced by his mana through their linkslashed at it before pulling up above it. He would then speak an incantationsomething similar to the Summon Stone spell Alex had looked atwhich conjured a swarm of rocks in front of him.

The stones flew forward as fast as arrows and struck the dummy. Again, Khalik cast the same spell, but this time the summoned rockswere as sharp as stalactites and struck the dummy with a cracking sound. For a third time he cast the spell, but the rocks didnt appear in front of him, this time they appeared above, beside Najyah, and as she banked past the dummy, the stones fired into the target from her like a rain of arrows from a horse-archer.

Finally, Khalik spoke another incantation then snapped his fingers.

Boom!

A loud blast of sound detonated by the dummy as though a fireball had just ruptured. It wasnt loud enough to do damage to the dummy, but Alex imagined a living opponent would be pretty disoriented by the soundburst.

Khalik had obviously been practicing magic for a long time too, and likely had access to more resources and teachings than Alex ever had in Alric. But, even so, the other young man soon ended his strenuous spellcasting as his mana ran low, while Alex continued to practice with his steadily running forceball.

Hoo, I need more building up. Khalik let out a breath. You must have practiced with that for a long time.

Years, Alex said. He bounced the forceball along the ground before ricocheting it into the dummy again. I think I know it better than my own hand. You know I-

Attention new students! a voice called from the middle of the training field.

A group of three young menpale and with harsh accentswere standing in the middle of the training ground. Each wore finely tailored, emerald green shirts, with the silver symbol of a beast: a two-headed monster with the howling head of a wolf and the snarling head of a bear.

Beside the trio stood a line of young male students looking uncertain.

The speakerwearing a glowing full finger ringjerked his thumb toward the line. Today, were taking any comers who think they have what it takes to enter the Ursa-Lupine Brotherhood of Generasi: one of the oldest fraternities of battle-mages in the history of our fine school. We dont have room for the gutless, so if youre tough enough to take our little test, come and see us.

The leader grinned widely and his eyes searched through the faces of the bewilderedand some annoyedstudents.

Then they fell on Alex and Khalik.

What about you two? You look fresh. Think you have what it takes to be one of us? Or are you two gonna coward it up?

The two young men blinked.

They looked at each other.

Then they burst out laughing.