Skyllon's Secondary Magic Training [Private, Felicity Vrago]

Lightning fast reflexes... that was all that Brennan's Earth God Slayer Magic lacked. He needed speed in order to be of any competence when fighting people, and there was absolutely no way that Earth God Slayer Magic could acquire that for him. The only way for Brennan to be fast was by learning an entirely new type of magic, one that was fast, not slow like his Earth God Slayer Magic. Brennan sighed, who was he kidding, there was absolutely no way for him to learn for him to learn anything fast, not when the very essence of his magic was slow. So, he just sat on a bench, basking in the sunlight, taking in the glorious view of Magnolia Town. Brennan wondered if there was anyone around here who was capable of teaching him some sort of Speed Magic, preferably something Lightning related so that people would try to use Earth attacks to counter his attacks, which he would be able to consume, being a Slayer and all.

Lightning and Earth would be an interesting synergy, Brennan thought to himself, as he dosed off on the public bench. Brennan was soon startled by a pigeon, which awoke him by sitting on his head and poking it repeatedly. "Stop it Mom!" Brennan muttered to himself, still half-asleep, swatting at his head, but the pigeon wouldn't move. Brennan then shook his head, standing up and flicking the pigeon off of his head, "Get off of me! Stupid thing." Brennan muttered, ripping the pigeon off of his head. Then, it flew away, and Brennan smirked, lying down on the bench again, as he once again dozed off.

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Brennan heard a female voice complaining about him making it sound like he was in trouble, and how he should apologize to her. Brennan stood up from the bench and yawned, before saying, "What exactly am I supposed to apologize for?" Brennan asked, before picking a chunk of dirt out of the ground and swallowing it whole. This woman was weird, any normal person would've assumed that Brennan was fine after he stopped screaming, but not this girl, she had decided to murder the poor pigeon. "Now, if you'll excuse me," Brennan said, lying back down on the bench, "I'm gonna take a nap." He then proceeded to close his eyes, and tried to fall asleep, but he wanted more dirt, he was hungry. So, he woke up, sat on the ground, and proceeded to rip chunks of earth out of the ground, shoving them into his mouth one after another, he felt like he could continue eating the earth for days, he was so hungry. So, he continued eating Earth, completely oblivious of any and all of his surroundings.

After about 30 minutes of continuously eating the earth from the ground, Brennan felt tired and lied down, falling asleep almost instantaneously. Brennan muttered about food in his dream, since he became a God Slayer, he had grown obsessed with food, but somehow he wasn't fat at all, not even slightly overweight. Since becoming a God Slayer, Brennan's main source of food had become earth, as it was almost everywhere, and he could consume it at will. Perhaps that was why he hadn't become overweight, maybe there weren't that many calories in the earth.

Felicity may have just been more than just a bit angry, there was already that risk of her getting seen by the Rune Knights. It mattered not that she was recently promoted to Guildmaster in such a short amount of time, although she felt like she did not earn it. It was so rushed and so out of the blue that even Felicity was stunned what she could do. However she knew that the first instinct of stabbing the boy with a weapon was the worst idea she could think off. She sighed ever so slightly and watched as the man ate earth. Was he some sort of earth slayer? This sparked some kind of idea, this boy could learn to be stronger.

"You know..." Felicity started while she approached the man, smiling politely as she looked at him. Her body was standing over the place the boy was having lunch, a bit of mischief in her lips as she continued the conversation. Continuing with, "That must be a very slow magic being able to control earth. Very sturdy, but slow at the same time. So... Felicity grabbed her weapon and made a swipe at a nearby boulder, slicing it clean in half. The 2 halves fell neatly apart from one another as she turned again and finished what she was saying, "So what happens when your so called sturdy magic fails you? Do you have a plan to back it up or are you as inflexible as the earth?" Felicity awaited an answer from the boy, she hoped that an appropriate answer could be given.

Brennan awoke abruptly, and heard the woman who had approached him speaking about his magic, she was asking if he had a backup plan when his magic failed, or if he was just as inflexible as the earth. Brennan opened one eye before answering, "Nope, no backup plan." He paused for a second before continuing, "After all, what can I do? All I have is Earth." He then closed his eye and hoped that this woman would go away, he just wanted to take a nap. Brennan was almost asleep before he wondered why this girl asked him this, who would ask that kind of thing out of the blue? Brennan knew that something was up, so he stood up before asking, "Why do you ask? After all, you don't even know me." There was something... peculiar about this woman, she wasn't quite normal. Then again, neither was Brennan. He then remembered when the woman had killed the pigeon, the blood from the pigeon had... merged with her. However, Brennan had never heard of a Blood Slayer, could it be possible? "Are you a... Blood Slayer?" Brennan asked nervously, was it even possible?

What would a Blood Slayer even do? What was so special about blood creation? What could be done with blood? These questions all ran through Brennan's head in less than a second, and he became dizzy, if this woman was a Blood Slayer, Brennan wasn't sure whether to be in awe or terrified, after all, who would train such a Slayer? And was this woman a Dragon Slayer, God Slayer, or a Demon Slayer? Unless she replied, there was no way for Brennan to know.

"Well now that is a good question isn't it? Am I a blood Slayer? That sounds like like such an ugly name, but I prefer to be called the Crimson God Slayer. Ah I can see in your eyes that your wondering what god would teach me such a thing? None, not a God. However it was something that even Gods fear to mess around with... My teacher is the Horseman of Apocalypse known as Conquest and she is staring at you right now.~~"

Felicity cocked her head as Conquest looked at the 2 with mild intrigue. She stepped closer and put a finger on the boys head and let the blood dripped on the boys head in order to wake him up. She was going to milk the fear out of him as much as possible so that he could get off his lazy butt. Twirling the weapon around she simply said to the boy, "Oh no back up plan? No regenerating limbs? No healing off the blood of your enemies? No turning into a pool of blood and teleporting? No causing the blood of your enemies to boil? No near perfect control of ones body? A shame!" She hooked the weapon of apocalypse under the boys neck, not cutting him but scraping ever slightly at the skin. She finished off by saying, "My name is Felicity Vrago and I am your new Guildmaster. Get your butt up, because when the sun sets your going to learn to defend yourself...If you don't then your going to wish you did~"

Brennan watched as this lady launched into a terrifying monologue, partially about her being a 'Crimson God Slayer' and partly about Brennan being unable to defend himself. She knew how to scare him, he'd give her that. She then stated that she was his new Guild Master, which Brennan didn't dare object to. Afterwards, the stated that she would be training Brennan, and she didn't really give him much of a choice at all. Brennan nodded, and then launched a series of questions at the woman, "How are you going to train me?" He paused for a brief second before asking "Can you at least tell me your name?" And briefly after that, he said, "What are you going to train me in?" He didn't expect all of the questions to be answered, but he rubbed his neck, which the lady had scraped with her scary sword, as he waited for the answer to at least one of his questions.

This woman was undeniably creepy, which was the only reason Brennan had agreed to what she had said. He felt that if he refused, she would torture him, or murder him. Then again, she was probably already going to torture him anyway. Brennan wondered what this lady's name was. Perhaps it was Murderer McPedophile, but it was probably something more normal, like Bob, except she was a girl, so perhaps her name was Bob-antha. Brennan knew he wouldn't even be able to talk to someone named Bob-antha. So, for that reason, and that reason only, he hoped to find out this woman's name.

"It's not so much that I am going to train you. You are going to train yourself and I give you the instructions on how it works. I have experience pushing my body to the limits, its the purpose of my magic. It's knowledge that I can pass to you as well." Felicity pushed the man to a sit down position on the ground and circled around the man as if she were studying something. She looked at every detail of the man and noticed he was tense, fear was a very acceptable reaction to what she said earlier. Still in the meantime it would not work for him to be like this.

"My name is Felicity Vrago by the way. And this is what you are going to do. You will empty your mind of everything, your fears, worries and the fact I look like a serial killer that just claimed her latest victim. When you do that, you will listen. Not what is on the outside, but within. I want you to see, feel and hear the inner machinations of your body and focus on the part you want to fix. It will take some time, but you will get it." She leaned a little bit closer to his ear and whispered, "By the way there are worse things than death, so you really shouldn't fear me that much."

Felicity then sat down on the bench, grabbed some ice cream that was in her bag and a bottle of root beer before mixing the two. Drinking a root beer float she would watch the boys progress and make notes what would work with him the best.

The woman, whose name was Felicity, launched into a monologue, pushing him down to the ground, as she explained what she would be doing to 'train' him. She, apparently, wouldn't really be doing anything, she'd just be watching him train, and telling him what to do. Brennan's tension decreased as he realized that the woman had at least a slight sense of humor. Brennan just sort of... sat there, unsure of what he was supposed to do. He eventually closed his eyes, relaxing, breathing in and out rhythmically, more relaxed than he had been in a while. This was boring... he wanted to do something else, but he was still very much afraid of being murdered by the woman, who acknowledged that she looked like a serial killer.

As Brennan relaxed, his senses started becoming sharper, his eyes were closed, but he could hear things better than he ever had before. He could hear Felicity's root beer fizzing as she mixed it with her ice cream, he could hear pigeons cooing in the distance, even the pitter patter of a mouse's feet. He could hear... everything. And he felt the Earth against his hands, he could feel each individual grain of earth, he felt... connected to the earth. Brennan relaxed more and more, he was almost falling asleep, but he couldn't fall asleep, after all, he didn't want to be murdered. However, the relaxation was too much for Brennan to bear, so, he collapsed to his side, falling asleep almost instantaneously. Brennan slept peacefully, not thinking about being murdered even once. Not. Even. Once.