Ria’s perspective:
“Are you ready?” Dad called out to me.
We both holding short sword, standing in font of the house.
It was a practice test to know how good I use my astral when pushed slightly.
“A mock battle when? Why are they doing this in the first place?” A little girl sat on moms legs asking this questions.
“Yeah, your brother and father are having a mock battle.”
“So, a battle where they are holding back significantly,” she stated.
“Not really. It depends on the people who are fighting, if they are two people with equal strength, speed, abilities and haxes. Then it would be more violence.”
“So, I was right. Dad is technically stronger than Ria, he has more experience battle field vision and more strength compared to a kid.”
“I guess so, but your brother is a genius He can defeat him if he put his mind and spirit to it,” mom said.
“Let’s go.”
Dad rushed at me.
His speed reached a field in which I could not react to “physically.” He was using lighting to boost his speed and body, which met I couldn’t fight.
At least not in this body.
Dad raised his wooden blade, he swung it fast with minimum force.
I didn’t sense which strength in it.
I could have blocked it but chose another method.
A more efficient way.
About three seconds later, the blade was almost at my neck.
“Whis.”
“Where did he go?”
“What was that?” He asked.
“My teleportation or…”
I don’t have a name for it.
It is just something I am capable of.
“A teleportation form that allows you to teleport anywhere at a even distance.” Dad tried to suggest what it does.
I didn’t answer but it was close to it.
My teleportation allows me to either switch places, teleports anywhere or create black holes that shortens the distances between two different places.
“But you know, just by doing that doesn’t mean you have win. You have to touch to skin first to claim that.” He said in a deep voice, swinging his sword slideways in an unbelievable way.
I quickly stepped back to create distance.
Then went on to face him.
“Clash, clash, clash.” We both swung our wooden swords.
I had intercepted his twice while he hadn’t managed to intercept mine, not even once.
“Good, now try this.” He clapped his hands, gathered mana, and manipulated it to create a large fire arrow.
“Here I come,” He used his ability to float through the fire arrow and added lighting astral arts to it.
I have two choices.
I could either try using my spirit form or creating an equal phenomenon which will cancel to effect of the attack.
My decision has been made.
I am 5 in body, but older in mind, I can think as an adult.
“Alright.”
“Here, Eva Let’s go inside. I feel that what is coming will take a lot of time to clean.” Mom grabbed Eva’s hand and pulled her to the house.
I formed a five head water dragon which has defensive and offensive capability.
“Boom.” The titans clashed.
“Hooowwwooo!”
Warm breeze formed.
“Alright I give up. If we continue on, we might destroy this place.”
“Yeah, you are right.”
“But, before we go. I need you to promise one thing: Protect your little sister no matter what.”
He said, somewhat emotionally.
Dad isn’t a man who show much emotion, most of his power is even hidden.
“Alright I guess. Are you still afraid of tomorrow’s mission?”
“It is not that I am afraid, I already know what to expect.”
“Alright just be careful.”
Deep down I knew the hidden message behind those words.
I was very different from Eva ever since birth.
I am indifferent.
Even if my parents dead today, I wouldn’t know what I would feel.
Maybe sad, emotional, or indifferent.
Meanwhile, Eva is the complete opposite.
She is emotional and wants to be loved every time she gets.
She is the only person I spoil willingly.
After all, she is my little sister.