“So, does anyone know what the limitations in using Talent are?”
Right now, Venus and all the first year students are marching in the middle of a closed field. The black walls that surround the clearing stand arrogantly, as if to block anyone who wishes to enter the field without permission. They were there for the Talent Development practice, right after the break.
Mr. Zub, the strict-faced coach who spoke just now, looked at the faces in front of him sharply. Venus turned to Virzash
The Tenth Interim Coach shouted at their respective groups, leading them to get out of the closed field. The expressions of the new students looked panicked and somewhat scared, but the trainers suggested keeping calm so as not to upset the atmosphere. Even so, their feet stepped faster than just walking.Venus turned to Virzash, confused about what to do. Mr. Zub was raising his head at the time, his eyes searching for something. The gray haired krona totally ignores Venus and Virzash.“Sh
Once again, Venus awakens in the dark. Her body is so weak. Opening her eyes feels like a tiring job.Then, she remembered what had happened.The girl complained. She squeezed her forehead which was still aching pain. Venus's hand touched her stomach, feeling the pain that was no longer present. Her heart no longer feels pain. She can breathe as well as any healthy human.
Shadows slipped to and fro. Their form is like an angel of death who is reluctant to leave a creature breathing alive. Their voice was like a rustling wind, in tune with the bodily movements of the image.The silhouette of a man and woman seemed to stand in the middle of the siege, standing and facing each other, as if nothing was more important than that. Their lips move like they are talking.The gray image slowly faded into a haze that blurred vision. The sound of laughter suddenly boomed, cre
In the next thirty minutes, they talked about the heroic actions of Venus, nicknamed Bizura the Poor by their friends, while Venus herself was busy eating while nagging a bowl of vomit of shredded rice she was holding.“Where are you sure that you will be able to bring out such great Talent?” one moment Virzash asked curiously.“Well, we want to know that, too,” Shad agreed. “What if your calculations were wrong then, Ven?”
Venus's world is frozen.Can she still fight?Her dream with Giris is not just a dream and Venus feels hate because of it.Venus's ears were ringing and there were tendrils of cold emptiness all over her body that felt suffocating. She was only able to look at Lou who could somehow turn soft.
(Greetings, Princess Bizura.After years of trying to communicate with you… finally! Two attempts I almost succeeded, but suddenly failed. Maybe because you still do not know your identity? Or is your defense certainly stronger than other volts?Apart from that, introduce! I am Mustaka, a spirit commissioned by the Four Dimensional Ruler,
The horizon had written orange tendrils in the sky when Shad and Venus rose. They stared for a few moments, before finally Shad nodded and smiled.“You have never been mean, Ven, remember that,” Shad said.The boy gently stroked Venus's cheek again and Venus held it there for as long as she could.
The plane stopped after about two hours later. Or at least that was according to Mustaka on Venus, who continued to glare at one of the bars since she knew who Amerta really was.Princess, did this information make you a statue? with insolence Mustaka said in Venus's mind.