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Sullivan was brought into the land of shadows by Scathach. Everything inside was so depressing to look at.
The walls were adorned with faded tapestries depicting scenes of sorrow and despair, while the air hung heavy with a palpable sense of hopelessness.
She was all alone in here.
"This place... is quite depressing, to be honest."
Sullivan spoke his thoughts, which made Scathach chuckle a little.
"Depressing indeed," Scathach replied, her voice echoing through the desolate land.
"But it is in these shadows that true strength can be found. It is here that you will learn what it means to truly survive."
Scathach looked everywhere with nostalgia and hatred. Because this place contains both good and bad memories, each corner holds a story of triumph and heartbreak.
It is a reminder of the battles fought and the sacrifices made.
Seeing her like that, Sullivan could only scratch his head. He didn't know what to do in this kind of situation. So he decided to just listen to what she wanted to say.
Scathach's emotions were overwhelming as the memories flooded back.
"I felt it... The feeling that I once lost has returned to me. The feeling of being alive."
Scathach closed her eyes and felt her dissonance with the land of shadows. She felt it. She could control it, not the other way around.
She had spent centuries in solitude, battling her inner demons, and struggling to find her purpose. But now, in this moment, she finally felt a sense of empowerment and freedom.
After she felt the libration, she then looked back to the one who had given her these feelings back.
He was looking at her awkwardly right now. Even though he was God's kin, he didn't act like one.
'He is the kind of god that I don't want to kill...'
She pondered something. They came here to fight and learn how to use the divine powers of destruction and protection.
"What weapon do you use?"
She asked, her curiosity piqued. Even though she was his servant, which she found ridiculous as she was too proud to be under someone. But for him, she could accept him quite easily.
'It must be because of that woman. How fustrating.'
Sullivan didn't answer, but he conjured it with his divine power for her to see. Originally, when he conjured any weapons from games or anime, they would only have ten percent of their original power. However, with his divine power, it became 50 percent.
And it would increase as his control over his divine power improved.
"Interesting. I can feel that you have created it with concepts."
What Sullivan showed her was Yamato and a desert eagle.
Yamato was a legendary sword known for its unparalleled sharpness, and the desert eagle was a powerful handgun capable of immense firepower.
"I am not well versed in using swords much. Do you want to try spearing somehow?"
She looked at him nonchalantly. but he could feel that she was very hopeful that he would choose it.
"I don't see any reason to refuse. Let me try it first."
Sullivan dispelled Yamato and the desert eagle. He then conjured a normal spear. He didn't conjure Gae Bulg because he didn't know if he could control it or not.
The demonic spear aspect learn toward destruction too much. It had a reputation for causing chaos and mayhem, and Sullivan didn't want to risk losing control of such a powerful weapon. He decided to stick with a more manageable spear.
Scathach nodded with a smile.
"Very wise decision, Master. It's always better to start with something you can handle before venturing into the unknown. I'm glad you're being cautious."
She went into teacher mode. Sullivan saw her smile. He couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty.
"Let me teach you some basic techniques to effectively wield the spear you have chosen. It's important to understand its strengths and weaknesses."
Scathach began to utilize her spear with fluidity and grace, effortlessly demonstrating various strikes and parries.
Sullivan watched in awe as she effortlessly moved the spear through the air, each movement precise and calculated. It was like he was witnessing a master at work, completely in control of her weapon.
The way Scathach handled the spear made it seem like an extension of her own body, as if she and the spear were one. Sullivan couldn't help but feel motivated to learn from her.
'I kind of feel like a storm is approaching...'
Sullivan shook his head, then focused back on how Scathach swung her spear. His ability to learn was something that even Hermione, who was hailed as the genius witch of the generation, thought was impossible.
As he watched Scathach's precise movements, Sullivan realized that her mastery of the spear was not just about physical strength but also about mental focus and discipline.
It was clear that she had spent countless years honing her skills, and Sullivan couldn't help but admire her dedication and resoluteness.
"You seemed to be able to see through the basics of my spearmanship already."
Scathach smiled, then stopped her movement. All of that was just basic.
Sullivan nodded, then copied her movement to a T.
As Sullivan mirrored Scathach's movements, she could feel the precision and grace that were almost on par with hers. She could not help but be mesmerized by his talent.
"You are really good. Next, we should try to add divine power to it."
Scathach's eyes gleamed with excitement as she proposed the next step in their training. She couldn't wait to try it.
Sullivan could feel her excitement radiating out of her. He knew that what awaited him wasn't something that someone with the sin of laziness like him would like.