Chapter 92: Confrontation With Gryffindor Quidditch Team
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It was a clear, sunny day. White fluffy clouds drifted across the clear blue sky. The sun shone brightly.
Feeling the grass tickle his feet, Quinn tilted his back to behold a field of blue that stretched far beyond what his eyes could track and where small birds cut across the air as they swooped, spinned, spiraled, and dived.
Quinn was lying on a corner on the ground of the Quidditch field, relaxing as he read a book.
He once again turned to his side and looked towards one of the goalposts and saw his two friends on brooms, flying alone in the field, playing a game of quaffle-hoop as practice for Eddie.
Quaffle-hoop consisted simply of one player trying to get a quaffle through the hoops while the second player played as keeper, that is, trying to defend against the quaffle going through the goal hoops.
Eddie was the one trying to score, while Marcus tried to defend against him. Quinn, on the other hand, was not playing with them. He was simply lying on the green ground, showing his silent support through his presence.
Eddie was training to get into the Ravenclaw Quidditch team as a chaser.
Chaser was a position in Quidditch. There were three chasers per team. The chasers controlled the quaffle and attempted to put it through the goal hoops and make it past the keeper. Each goal was worth ten points. This made the chaser position similar to the forward in football. The game generally started when the referee released the quaffle into the air and the chasers claimed possession of the quaffle.
Chasers were generally considered the most exhilarating players to watch by spectators during a Quidditch game, at least until the Golden Snitch had been spotted.
While the seeker attracted short bursts of attention from the spectators, chasers were always the center of attention. Competing against the other team, trying to score as many points as possible so that even if the opposite team's seeker caught the golden snitch it wouldn't matter, as they would've outscored the other team by a wide margin.
'Man, he is really putting in the effort,' thought Quinn as he stared at Eddie, who was trying to hurl the quaffle in a curve shot. 'If I didn't know what his real motivation was, I probably would have thought that he was interested in Quidditch.'
Eddie's motive to get on the team was to get popular and hope that would increase his chances to get a girlfriend, but the amount of effort he was putting in was like he was trying to be the best chaser in Hogwarts.
Quinn shrugged and turned to the opposite side to go back to reading on medical potions. The healing magic system in this world was half spells and half potions. Every healer needed to know his potions to be effective and be prepared for the job.
An unknown amount of time passed as Quinn continued to read. However, something broke his concentration. He heard some people talking in the distance.
Listening to the chatter, Quinn identified it to be coming from his back, so he turned to look and found that Eddie and Marcus were talking to some people.
'Isn't that the Gryffindor team?' noticed Quinn after giving the group a closer look.
Deciding to see why there was a commotion, Quinn stood up from the ground and started to walk towards his friends.
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"Look, I don't see what the problem is," said Eddie as he pointed at the other side of the field with his arm. "I don't see why you people can't practice on one half of the field. You aren't playing a game, so why do you need the entire field?"
Eddie was talking to the Gryffindor team captain, seventh-year student, Oliver Wood.
"You ain't a lion, so we can't let you witness our practice. We are at the top this year, and Ravenclaw is trailing in second place," replied Oliver as he eyed the two Ravenclaws. "As such, we can't risk our tactics getting exposed to you two, who are from Ravenclaw. I'll have to ask you to leave."
Eddie didn't like the reason Oliver was giving one bit and crossed his arms over his chest, "Not my problem, you can't make me leave. I was here first."
"Look, why don't we make some sort of arrangement. I'm sure we can come up with some sort of deal," offered Oliver, trying not to sound confrontational and aggressive. This year was his last year at Hogwarts, and he didn't want any mishaps that would somehow debar him or his team from playing Quidditch.
But it turned out that luck wasn't at his side, and his wish for a peaceful confrontation was crushed when his seeker started to speak.
"Let's just ignore them and play," voiced Harry, intervening in the conversation. He looked at the two Ravenclaws and shrugged, "Don't blame us if you get hit by a bludger. It won't be our problem if you spend a night in the hospital wing."
Marcus gulped in slight fear of getting hit by a bludger, but the statement did not scare Eddie; he took a deep breath and thought to himself, 'Calm down, Eddie. Don't get riled up. Remember what mum said: Count to nine, and everything will be fine.'
'One… two… three… four… five… what the hell is with that smile!'
Eddie saw Harry smirking and his attempts to calm himself down went down the gutter. He scoffed and retorted, "Of course you would know about hospital wings, don't you, Potter? Seeing that you practically live there."
The Weasley twins in the background laughed as they put their hands on their faces.
Harry frowned and gave Eddie the stink eye.
"What? Are you going to complain to your mum? Go on, mama's boy, I don't mind," smirked Eddie, delighted to see that his words did damage as he punched in another taunt.
Harry growled and stepped forward towards Eddie but was held back by Oliver, who could already feel a headache coming up.
"Let's not fight. Harry, back off," Oliver warned Harry and pulled him back with a jerk. He turned back to Eddie and said, "Listen, mate, we really want to practice. We need the field."
He made a hand gesture regarding the brooms and quaffle in the duo's hands and commented, "You can play your little game elsewhere. There are other free spaces, I'm sure you'll be able to find one where you can play, but we are a team and need to practice on the field."
"Hey! I'm not playing a game," grunted Eddie. He didn't like the tone in which Oliver just spoke. "I have to practice to get on the team. You don't want to get on my bad side because if I make the team, I'll go extra hard against you, guys."
"Yeah, right," scoffed Harry in response and smirked at Eddie.
"Did you say something, 'Crash-and-burns-every-game' Potter?" mocked Eddie and put a hand next to his ear.
Harry wanted to say something but stopped when Oliver raised his hand.
"Look-" started Oliver but was cut off.
"Uh-oh." "Uh-oh, indeed."
The voices of the Weasley twins gathered everyone's attention and everyone looked at them.
"What?" asked Alicia Spinnet, one of the three Gryffindor Chasers.
The twins pointed in a direction behind them and spoke in unison,
" "Little lord West is coming." "
Fred and George had come to call Quinn 'little lord West' because of his mannerisms and their interactions with Quinn inside the A.I.D office.
Both the twins felt that inside the A.I.D room, everything was in Quinn's control. Despite Quinn's effort to make the office welcoming and comforting for the visitors, to the twins, the office was Quinn's territory, and he was its lord, who ruled every single thing that happened.
Everybody looked in the direction the twins were pointing and saw Quinn walking towards them. And it seemed that Quinn had seen them looking at him because he waved with a small smile on his face.
"Good afternoon, people. What a great day we are having today," greeted Quinn as he walked to Eddie's side. "What seems to be the problem here?"
"They want us to get out of here," replied Eddie, looking bored as he couldn't see why he was wasting his time here.
"I see," began Quinn before turning to Oliver. He asked, "Do you have a written permission that states you can use the field exclusively?"
"... Umm, no," replied Oliver, looking uncomfortable. He wasn't expecting Quinn to get straight to the point to ask whether they had permission.
This training session was a spur-of-the-moment thing and was set this morning after Oliver had seen that the weather was clear and no other team had booked it. So he jumped at the chance and gathered his team for practice. He didn't get permission that would grant him exclusive possession of the field.
"Then, Wood, you can't kick us out," shrugged Quinn. Wood had no authoritative power to kick Eddie and Marcus out of the field. "Also, why do you need the entire field? Just give us this scoring area, and you can take the rest of the field," suggested Quinn.
"No, they need the entire field," responded Eddie with a roll of his eyes. "They're scared we'll leak their tactics to the Ravenclaw team."
Quinn gave the entire Gryffindor Quidditch team a look and started.
He pointed at the Weasley twins and spoke, "Dopple-beater Defense and Bludger Backbeat for the Beaters."
"Checking and Power Play for the Chasers," continued Quinn as he pointed at the three chasers: Katie Bell, Angelina Johnson, and Alicia Spinnet.
He turned to the captain and gave him a thumbs-up, "Double Eight Loop, and Starfish and Stick for the keeper. Those two are tough to pull off."
Finally, Quinn addressed Harry, "No hands and less than decent attempts at Wronski Feint for the seeker."
The Gryffindor team stood still, their jaws on the floor as Quinn rapidly fired the tactics they had been preparing for the second stretch of this year's Quidditch season. Those things were a secret, and no one except the team was supposed to know.
Even if someone knew a partial part of the tactics — they wouldn't be happy, but it wasn't impossible for that to happen. But here they stood, watching a guy with an innocent smile on his face revealing their entire bag of tricks and tactics.
"... H-How?" stuttered Katie in shock. She asked a question that everyone on the Gryffindor team wanted to ask. "How do you know all that?!"
Quinn raised his arm and flicked his wrist for an A.I.D card to appear in his previously empty hand.
Everybody there recognized the card as they had seen it at least a couple of times in their school years.
"Information is my bread and butter; I know what is going on inside Hogwarts, and that includes Quidditch knowledge," informed Quinn and then proudly smiled. "I was also hired permanently as the commentator for the Quidditch games, so I had to know what all four teams were planning to do for better commentary experience."
"You aren't going to reveal this knowledge to anyone, will you?" asked Oliver, sounding apprehensive.
The card in Quinn's hand burned to ashes, and all of them suddenly became aware that Quinn had his wand in hand.
None of them had seen when Quinn had taken out his wand. One moment both his hands were empty; the next second, he had a card in one and a wand in the other. And while this was happening, he kept a friendly smile on his face.
"Of course not. I'm not mad," snorted Quinn derisively. He humphed and pointed at the castle, "If it became known that I leaked information to a team, the entire student body would pelt me with spells. There wouldn't be any safe space for me inside Hogwarts. Plus, that would be bad for business, and I don't want that."
Harry looked at Quinn, a scowl prominent on his face.
Harry and Ivy Potter, the Potter twins, had spent a lot of time together since birth, as the majority of twins did. Both were their automatic best friends, study buddies, competitors, and confidants. There was never any worry about being alone.
Both had spent way too much time together and knew way too much about each other. When Ivy hid something, Harry knew that Ivy wasn't saying something and vice versa.
So whenever Ivy showed signs of unusual behavior, Harry noticed and knew that something had happened with Ivy that he didn't know about.
As time passed, Harry observed her sister and came to realize that those unusual signs only showed up when Quinn West was nearby.
At first, Harry thought her sister liked Quinn, but after further observation, he noticed Ivy didn't show signs of liking Quinn but instead showed slight discomfort when Quinn was nearby.
Ivy had a problem with Quinn, was what Harry concluded.
He decided to confront Ivy about the subject, but Ivy denied having any problems with Quinn. She didn't fess up even after he pestered for an entire day.
After seeing she didn't want to reveal anything, Harry decided to wait for the day she would tell him about the matter, and till that day, Harry would always have his sister's back.
When Harry saw Quinn, he decided not to talk to him because he didn't know what happened between Quinn and his sister. But after Quinn rapid-fired his team's tactics, some of the 'dislike' he had developed for Quinn slipped out.
"Yeah, you better not," harrumphed Harry, slightly scowling at Quinn.
Quinn tilted his head as he turned towards Harry, straightened his back, smiled, and was about to speak, but Eddie spoke up before him.
"Huh?! What did you say? Speak up louder, 'Mr. Coming-to-school-in-a-flying-car-and-once-again-crashing-and-burning' Potter," thundered Eddie, a mocking smirk plastered on his face.
'He is so annoying!' thought Harry as he gritted his teeth and glared at Eddie. He was starting to dislike Eddie more than Quinn.
Quinn looked at Eddie with a surprised expression. He wanted to know what had happened between Harry and Eddie. Eddie was in full-on aggressive mode and Harry was somehow on the back foot.
He took out his pocket watch and glanced at the time. Turning to Eddie, he said, "You have been here for a while. Why don't we go back to the castle? Don't you have a Charms assignment to complete?"
Eddie looked at Quinn's pocket watch and saw that they indeed had been practicing for a while, more than he had planned to practice.
Glancing at the Gryffindor team, Eddie clicked his tongue before speaking to Quinn, "Yeah, let's go back."
As they walked past the Gryffindor team, Eddie pulled on his best delinquent punk face towards Harry.
Marcus politely nodded in their direction, while trying to end the conversation in a calm way.
Quinn, on the other hand, smiled and waved towards Katie as he walked away. Katie waved back with an apologetic smile.
After they were at a distance, Marcus spoke up, "Didn't you want to just get popular? Why would you pick a fight with them?" Marcus was a member of the trio that didn't like confrontation and fights.
Eddie stomped on the ground and hollered, "Screw that, I have decided it; I'm going to join the team as soon as possible. And when I'm on the team, I am going to play against that arrogant prick and score so many points that a snitch will not help."
He was feeling pissed because of the Gryffindor team.
Quinn wrapped his arm around Eddie's shoulders and added, "I'm surprised that you didn't back off and give them the field."
"Huh?! Why in the world would I do that?!" spat out Eddie. "I won't lay down and let them walk over me!"
Quinn nodded and then explained his statement.
"What I meant was that I was surprised that you didn't take the chance to leave a good impression on Katie. I remember you asked me to introduce her to you, so I thought you were interested, and wouldn't this be a perfect chance to establish an impression. Instead, you clashed against her team, so I was just wondering..."
Eddie's entire motivation was to get a girlfriend, so it surprised Quinn that he didn't jump on a good opportunity.
Eddie blinked a couple of times and suddenly squatted on the floor.
"Danggumit!" groaned Eddie with his hands clutching his hair. "How could I let the opportunity get past my grasp?! How?"
"That damn four-eyed Potter screwed me over," he looked up at Quinn and Marcus and hissed, "Why did I have to get all riled up?!"
"NO!" howled Eddie towards the sky.
Marcus shook his head with a hand on his temple. While Quinn cackled.
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A/N: So when I was preparing for this chapter, thinking how this interaction should go. In my mind, I went through events like; Quinn dunking on Harry; Quinn having a polite talk with Harry. I even thought of a duel between the two.
None of those fit the situation and feel I was going for. I thought that if I made Harry and Quinn 'fight,' then Harry's image would dip too low. I wasn't confident in keeping Harry's image afloat to the level of an arrogant kid (James Potter level) and thought that his image would plummet to a level below Draco's (at least his image in the earlier books where he was an outright bully.).
But then a thought struck me: Even though Quinn is the MC, he doesn't have to do everything. So, I decided to pit someone else against Harry. The character I could think of in such a role was Eddie Carmichael.
Now, I had mixed reviews for Eddie's behavior. Some said they liked him and others said they didn't like it. To me, Eddie here is a normal teenager who doesn't want to lose and back off. He tried to negotiate at first, compromise, but then things went as you saw.
Do tell me what did you guys think about Eddie and this chapter in general.
This was fun for me to write. Yeah~, This was fun~.
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Quinn West - MC - Little Lord West.
Eddie Carmichael - Chaser in the making - No! My chance to get a girlfriend!!
Marcus Belby - Practice Keeper - Let's talk it out peacefully.
Oliver Wood - Gryffindor Quidditch Captain - Sought-after young Keeper prospect.
Harry Potter - Seeker - Defeated in the battle of words.
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Chapter 93: Conquering Poseidon's Wrath
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Sound worked differently when you were inside water. It wasn't possible to tell from what direction it was coming or how far away it was. You probably would hear high-pitched sounds miss on land. And suddenly turn deaf to low rumbles that one would typically hear.
When on dry land, sound traveled in waves through the air. When those waves reached the ear, they vibrated the tiny audio bones in the inner ear. But while underwater, the sound waves didn't move through the air: they moved through the water.
Underwater, those sound waves didn't vibrate the audio bones in the inner ear. They went straight to the skull bones and vibrated that heavy bone that was behind the ear. Because of that, one would hear higher frequencies underwater but lose lower ones — and would get a disrupted sense of direction and depth.
And that entire experience turned chaotic when swimming inside turbulent, moving waters. The water sounds were so loud that nothing else was audible.
At that moment, Quinn was experiencing all that, as he was frowning through his swimming goggles. He was looking towards the center of the vortex and in spite of the moving water that reduced visibility, Quinn knew that the center of the vortex was the place he had to go.
But getting there was what Quinn was working towards. And it was the one thing he had been working on for close to two weeks.
After getting 'comfortable' —and Quinn used the word in the loosest way possible— in the vortex, Quinn realized that the water whirlpool wasn't the typical whirlpool formed in sea and oceans.
Typical maelstroms would suck a person or objects down and towards the center, where the pulling force was maximum. But this vortex wasn't like that. After going there every day, Quinn realized that the vortex was a thick water ring and not a swirl that sucked water.
Quinn realized this when he tried to stay in the vortex for a long continuous stretch. In that long stretch, Quinn realized he was going around in circles. Not moving inside or outside from where he was dropped into the water.
In the following few days after that revelation, Quinn tried to move towards the center of the ring, but soon found that to move laterally in the vortex was the true challenge.
The resistance inside the water due to the high speeds was so harsh that Quinn couldn't move side-to-side, and for a few days, all he could do was an experiment with water magic to move to the other side.
But today, Quinn had come prepared with an approach that would help him move laterally inside the water.
'Okay, let's start the test,' thought Quinn as he looked to his front and all he could see was water just like he did every time. The shades of blue were all Quinn saw when he was inside the water maelstrom.
Train tracks were the source of Quinn's inspiration; train track shifters, to be exact. A train track switch was a mechanical installation that enabled railway trains to be guided from one track to another, such as at a railway junction or where a spur or siding branches off.
Quinn was treating the circular ring he was swimming in as a closed circular train track. Quinn wanted to create a temporary switch that would forcibly shift him to another 'track' closer to the vortex's center.
The flow of water was pushing Quinn forward, and he wanted to create an external force that would shortly alter the flow of the water, so he could create a relay from his 'track' to another 'track' to his side.
'Come on~, water magic!'
Calling upon his magic from the depth of his magic core, he gathered more and more magic. The magic within him rolled in waves as it got stronger and stronger. When Quinn thought it was enough, he released it in a single burst in front of him in the water.
An arctic blue burst of magic came out of Quinn and shot forward. The magic was supposed to push the water flow to the side so that Quinn could simply flow into that altered flow and inch closer to the center.
Quinn widened his eyes when he saw that instead of signs of water flowing sideways, the water in front of him blew up.
'Oooh, shiiit!' screamed Quinn, immediately curled his body into a ball and braced for impact.
Quinn knew what was about to come. He knew that he wasn't going to be blasted back. Oh, no; the circular flow of the water ring mixed with the disturbance he caused had created a random flow of water.
He entered the disturbed zone and was immediately spinned in random directions. It was like a ball spinning on multiple axes. Quinn lost control over his body as the water current spun him at high speed.
'I-I'm getting dizzy~!' stuttered Quinn after trying to regain balance, but the pressure around his body was too much for him to open up.
He injected magic into the safety insignia and teleported away from the whirlpool.
In the main room, Quinn stumbled as he tried to stand up.
"Oh, my, heavens, come on, world, stop moving," said Quinn as he closed his eyes, laying on the floor. He put a hand on his mouth and croaked, "Don't vomit. Don't vomit... just don't."
After calming down, Quinn stood up. Staying still for a second before taking a deep breath.
"I'm going to pee in there," muttered Quinn as he entered the water entrance.
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For an entire week, Quinn struggled to form an altered flow that would allow him to create a shift and move closer to the center.
Every day, Quinn would go inside the water vortex at least two dozen times and repeatedly fail time and time again. Hundreds of bursts of water magic, each different from the last, were tested inside the harsh conditions of the vortex.
A lot of them blew up in his face. Many of the attempts caused him to slam into walls of water resulting from the magic reacting with the water. Some didn't phase the water, even a single bit. Others caused him to spin around so much that he was on the urge to vomit out his stomach's contents.
But after those hundreds of tests, Quinn slowly collected data and experience using water magic to control the turbulent water maintained by magic.
"In a way, this is similar to the first vault," thought Quinn. He recalled the snowflake icicle that had blocked his way for months. "The ice was resisting my magic, and now, this water's strong flow is resisting my magic."
Breakthroughs came naturally after many attempts. It was just a matter of time before Quinn could figure out how to alter the flow that would move him closer to the center.
'Come on, make way for me, magic,' said Quinn as he collected magic and changed its nature into water magic.
The arctic blue magic emerged in front of Quinn and grew brighter as it expanded in size before contracting into a tiny sphere. It shot forward and, after a bright flash, the water that was following its intended path suddenly shifted at an angle.
'Let's go!' exclaimed Quinn, and with a high swimming speed, he flowed into the altered flow and moved closer to the center.
'Yes!' celebrated his success Quinn. 'That was a solid three-meter shift!'
Quinn always dropped at sixty meters from the center, so he needed to create around twenty shifts to get to the center.
Gulping in a bottle full of water, Quinn felt the breath return to him and closed his eyes to focus, 'This is going to take time. Let's see if I can get to the center today.'
He wasn't able to get it done that day. Quinn spent around two to three hours every day inside the vault. Any more than that would take time out of his daily schedule.
He had to attend classes, spend time in the A.I.D office and complete requests, his two daily workout sessions, study magic in the library, practice using magic inside the Room of Requirements, and spend time eating and socializing.
If he spent more time in the vault, he would be reverting back to his second year, where he was spending too much time on other things.
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It took another two days until Quinn was fast enough to cover the sixty meters in three-meter shifts before time ran out.
'One more shift and I'll be inside the center,' noted Quinn as he looked to the side. He could faintly see the boundary where the water ended.
The circular water whirlpool had a five-meter waterless wide center. Quinn saw it every time he fell into the water.
In fact, in the beginning, which was a few days ago, Quinn would try to get into the center without entering the water.
He would try to use the seize-and-pull spell to fasten himself to a wall or the ceiling, but they were too far away for Quinn to get any use out of them.
Transfiguring an object underneath while riding it using levitation also didn't work. The transfigured material would glow red and immediately vanish, and Quinn would drop into the water.
He had even tried to get a broom inside, but it wouldn't take flight no matter what, and once again, Quinn would drop inside the water. Because of that, he had lost the broom he had used since he was eight years old. The wood brutally snapped because of the turbulent flow, and the pieces flew away before Quinn could get to them.
The ward administration inside the expanded place was so extensive that Quinn didn't have a choice but to get to the center via the water. [1]
'One last time,' thought Quinn, gathering his magic and shooting it for the final time.
The water flow changed and was now aimed towards the center. Quinn naturally swam with the flow, and in a moment, his head emerged from the water.
"I did it!" exclaimed Quinn, but his eyes widened when he realized that with his exit speed, his body was going to enter the water from the opposite side.
"Oh, hell! No!" yelled Quinn and immediately killed his fall with Arresto Momentum. He stopped right in the middle of the center of the vortex.
He looked down and saw another triangular entrance on the floor, although this one also was filled with water. As he dropped, Quinn saw words appear above an edge of a triangle.
「<-~| TEHOM'S DELIGHT |~->」
Quinn stopped just above the entrance and stared at the words etched on the floor.
"There's another place after this?"
But then the words at the first gate flashed in his mind,
「The trials are long and arduous...」
"Ah, it was 'trials,' plural. Alright, that checks it out," nodded Quinn.
Then his eyes went to the name of the next trial.
"Tehom's delight?" Quinn tilted his head in cluelessness. "Who the hell is Tehom? Damn, another god or someone?"
But that wasn't the thing that Quinn was mainly concerned about. The other word was more concerning to him.
"Delight? Yeah, no way this is anything good or delightful." Quinn didn't for a second believe that the positive-sounding words in the title were anything but negative. "That just screams trouble," scoffed Quinn and shook his head.
He went silent and stared at the water inside the entrance.
"Should I go in?" contemplated Quinn. He had just spent a lot of time slowly shifting sixty meters, and he wasn't sure if he wanted to drop down into another trial. "Should I research 'Tehom' before going in? Or should I just go and see what's inside?"
He felt the insignia on his arm and was reminded of its existence.
"I have the teleportation insignia. I can always pull out at any moment," mused Quinn. It was the safety mechanism that would pull him out immediately the moment he activated it. "Yeah, I should check it out."
With a sharp exhale, Quinn released the magic holding him in place and sunk into the water. He felt the same tug as the last entrance and the momentary loss of sensation.
But this time, his sense of sight didn't return.
He could feel the water against his skin, his ears picked up sounds, he could smell some scent of water and taste the water as he gulped it down. But he couldn't see anything through his eyes. Darkness dominated his vision as he turned in the water, trying to see anything.
Quinn felt fear grip his heart as he looked around. Suddenly losing your sight wasn't a pleasant feeling. Quinn could feel his heart racing as, no matter what direction he turned, he didn't manage to see anything.
'Okay, this is freaking me out. I need to get out. I need to get out, right now!' thundered Quinn and activated the safety insignia.
The next second, he was back in the stone cave, and to Quinn's relief, his sight was back along with all his other senses.
"Oh! Colors, pretty colors, and light!" smiled Quinn as he stared at the crystal light sticking out of the ceiling. "Oh, I love sight."
Quinn placed his hand on his beating heart and took deep breaths to calm himself down.
"Yeah, what could go wrong, indeed!"
Even though Quinn hadn't gotten injured, he would have ended up extremely scared if his vision didn't return after he was teleported. At that moment, Quinn didn't think it would be another trial; he was just worried about his eyes.
"Delight, my ass," spat out Quinn in displeasure.
He looked back to check something and saw that the triangular entrance in the dome's wall still had the words Poseidon's Wrath etched into the stone above it.
"Aww! Don't tell me I have to go through the Poseidon's Wrath before I reach the Tohem's Delight?!" complained Quinn. He had completed the first trial, so he was expecting the door to change, but it didn't. "Will I have to go through every trial to get to the one at the end of the line? That sucks!"
Quinn only had completed the first of many trials.
Nonetheless, Poseidon's Wrath had been overcome.
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