Blue Fire: The beginning of a true warrior

Eps 15: Nightmare #4

The next day, at 09:00...

In just a few days, Ace completed this challenge.

The old man, in the same position as yesterday, was monitoring the changes to the murgs. On this fourth day, he saw no strange signs. The snapdragon flower is still in its original condition. Look at every corner to make sure that nothing can endanger Ace's life.

The old man, just pacing around the gate, spent time there without thinking about anything else, other than Ace's safety.

Pukkuk 12:34.....

The growing tiredness, just ignored the old man. Especially at his current age, he really needs enough rest. His eyes occasionally paid attention to Ace, who was still in fine state.

Walk slowly, circling around the gate, occasionally kicking a pebble before him.

Shortly thereafter, while kicking a pebble, it accidentally entered into the murgs region. Surprised himself, the stone bounced back towards him.

Without a second thought, he ran to the front of the gate. Look closely, at every corner. Strangely, where his eyes looked, he always saw the gazebo in front of him.

He wondered in his heart what had happened. The gazebo was supposed to settle down in the middle, not following the direction of his gaze.

He tried to break into the murgs. Surprisingly, he was pushed out again. He tried it repeatedly, but it remained the same. Every time he stuck his hand out to the front of the gate, what he saw seemed like a reflection of the shadow on the surface of the water.

He tried again, barging in using his strength, trying to damage the annoying barrier wall. Rather about himself.

It also occurred to him to teleport, in order to get inside. However, it cannot be penetrated by her.

Ace, who was meditating at the time, was unaware of any changes occurring around the murgs. The noise and everything related, he no longer felt.

Meanwhile, in the subconscious, Ace is still in the same state and position. Not feeling any strange things yet. Still waiting for the arrival time of the white-robed man.

Based on yesterday's days, it seems that Ace already understood, that every nightmare he would face, there was a time going on. More time, he uses it to maintain concentration.

He continued to wait for the man's arrival, let alone this was the fourth day he meditated. Soon he will finish 5 days without eating and drinking.

At 19:45...

The awkwardness was felt by Ace. Then, the wind blew smoothly, but the cold was like piercing through the skin. Instantly his body felt cold, until shivering. It lasted about 2 hours more.

At 21:45....

From Ace's left, the white-robed man came over to Ace while pushing something covered in a thick black cloth. The man pushed with all his might, and stopped right in front of Ace.

Roughly, the distance between the pushed object and Ace, is the four farthest steps of an adult's foot. Then, the man stepped slowly towards Ace. With a slow tone even barely audible, the man said.....

"You may have forgotten" said the man in white robes.

"Let's..... What did you say?????." asked Ace.

The man remained silent, not answering. Shortly after, the man opened the black cloth that sealed the thing he had pushed earlier.

Apparently, the object is a large mirror that seems antique, with a frame made of wood that has been carved, and four pairs of wheels on the lower legs.

Ace only fell silent, inwardly thinking what the man meant. Soon enough, the man went west, leaving Ace and just disappeared.

2 Hours passed, just like that. Nothing's going on. Still looking at the big mirror that felt useless at all. Ace could only put on a rotten face with his muzzle lips forward. Sometimes he took a deep breath, because he was bored.

Soon, his eyes were fixed on the wooden frame of the mirror. It was a coincidence, though, that he remembered the mirror that was hung in his house long ago, which he used every time he went home from school. A faint smile flashed across his lips, recalling the memories of that time. Shortly after, the mirror reflected his image.

Slowly, down to the tip of the foot, Ace's shadow appeared on the mirror. Just surprised, when he saw his own shadow. Looks dapper with clothes and disheveled hair. Strangely again, the shadow of his face, looks to be using the blindfold he used to always wear.

Until he remembered himself, where he kept the only thing that became a memory when with his parents first.

"A...... my blindfold,........ where do I keep it?????....." he said in his heart.

"........ *I don't remember it..."

"........ Where should I look for it* ????...."

Ace was silent, looking at his face in the mirror, with his eyes already red in tears. Suddenly, a cracked mirror at the top that precisely reflected his face. A sign of what this is, he asked in his heart. The crack spread even more, reaching the end of the bottom, and leaving not the slightest part that could still be used.

Shortly thereafter...

Baaakkkk.

With a frightened face, Ace tried to calm himself down. The feeling of fear began to peak, after a while the mirror broke, he felt that someone was scouting him from all directions.

With the look of a cautious face, and eyes that keep looking back and forth while making sure that nothing bad will come close to him, he stared intently at every direction of view reached by him.

5 Minutes later, ....

Ssssttttttttttzzzzzzztt. With open teeth and narrowed eyes, he withstood the ear's very painful noise. The noise did not last long. After that, the atmosphere went back to silence.

15 Minutes later, Ace, who felt he was being stalked, was right. It comes from all four sides (left, right, front, back) of the adult black shadow, which is about 176 cm in height.

The shadow ran fiercely, heading towards Ace's standing, and instantly pierced Ace's body.

Wushhhhh.

With bulging eyes, and a mouth that was wide open, one felt an excruciating pain. His mouth seemed speechless.

Shouting with difficulty, enduring the immense pain he suddenly felt around his head.

Meanwhile, the old man who was trying to break into the murgs, was shocked when suddenly the protective wall that was bothering him was just gone. Seen by him, Ace's body was floating in a cross-legged position, moving like a ship that was hit by a fairly large wave.

Only worry accompanied him at that moment. He wanted to try stepping into the murgs, but it occurred to him not to do anything in vain. He decided not to go to Ace, because he did not want Ace's efforts and struggles had been wasted.

From the murgs gate, the old man was just watching the development of the black circle condition that was a scourge in his mind at that time.

At 03:00 in the morning.....

Slowly, the headache that Ace was experiencing back then, gradually subsided on its own. The process is not long. After that, Ace's condition returned to normal.

Asking Ace inwardly, is this how difficult it is to be a warrior. Desperate but do not want to lose. With a sigh, he again kept his concentration......

The old man who was watching Ace back then, regained his composure when he saw Ace's state slowly returning to normal. With a face that could no longer bear the drowsiness, he went to the resting place, leaving Ace with a calm heart.

To be continued.....