The Atlantean Compensator 90 A Threat!

She immediatly felt different from previous times she woke up, tired and exhausted of living...

Slowly moving her body out of the bed.

This time, she felt lively! And moved quicker!

She really was astonished.

"...What is this?

It significantly hurts less than yesterday...".

Ayla was already up by the time, preparing breakfast and organizing the house.

The mother comes greeting.

"Good morning honey!"

Ayla. "Good morning mom!

How are you feeling today??"

Ayla knows that this time her question is different than previous ones...

"I feel...Really good today my daughter!" The mother replied, and Ayla could notice the difference in her tone!

She felt extremely happy inside.

"Oh really? But that is what you always say momma..."

Her mother. "No, this time....It's weird!

I feel like i went back 10years in the past. I feel light and strong...

As if i was healed...by an angel!"

Ayla looks at her mother for a moment, and then hugs her tightly.

The joy she felt when hearing that was sublime, to be able to help the ones you love gives such a fulfilling feeling...

Whether her mother is now totally cured or not, just seeing her in a better shape was enough for the moment.

...

Following the weird news about the business man, Beazly is spending most of his times having an eye on his tribe. So the next time he comes it will be him who he'll have to talk with.

But even doing that, the kids still meet up with him somehow.

When Beazly asks them how, they say he suddenly appears out of nowhere.

This made him even more suspicious...

"How does he keep avoiding my presence? And only targets little kids...

Mané! Please collect for me the kind of toys and candy they're being given!" Beazly orders one of his men.

After being brought to him, he examined it through his eyes first.

"...The candy looks normal, just like the one they sell in the city.

However, these toys look...weird!"

Mané. "Yes sir! That is what i've noticed as well.

They look kind of scary and old."

Beazly keeps looking well, and then spots something very suspicious...

One of these toys was a doll, that looks in a very bad shape. An ugly one!

The hair is all messy, one of her eyes is popping out...But that wasn't the worst part.

"This is...Just like what Sir Alkeyder uses sometimes when he summons spirits!!

The geometrical objects are the same...And these writings...

Except these ones look evil and corrupted, is this Blood??!!!"

Beazly stands up furiously.

"Listen well!!! I want you to gather for me all our people in front of my tent by tonight!"

Mané. "Yes sir!"

Later at night, after gathering all the people.

Beazly spoke to them.

"I have got the news of the man that comes here often, giving our children some kinds of candy and toys... My father told me that he also proposed big amounts of money in order for us to sell our land. I don't know if that was in your knowing but now it is.

Look here closely!"

Beazly holds the doll he found earlier at the day.

"This right here, isn't just a regular toy.

This dangereous man is trying to inject us with bad spirits through these kind of toys...

Who knows what other toys like this may be, But i order everyone of you to burn it as soon as possible.

For all of you my children!

Don't take any kind of candy or toys anymore from him, and if you spot him again i want you to make enough rockus to inform us elders. Or it would be better to contact me personally right away.

I hope i am clear on this, make no mistake because this is a serious matter."

As they were asked from their leader, they all obliged his call.

Now everybody was laying an eye to catch him whenever he decides to appear again...

...

As for the two who decided to reside on the island.

They're completely focused on their new phase of training, they now get to see what it is like to live in the castle.

It is now their new house, not just the place where they are trained in.

No more obliged to wake up early or take specefic courses in specefic times, everything is available for them at any moment.

Joshou still spends most of his time training with Galahad, who now takes him seriously as his disciple.

There is a sentence that Galahad keeps repeating on the ears of Joshou, which is.

"The sword is an extension of your body, if you don't think of it as one of you.

It will never give you its full power!"

Joshou always thought of it in its literal sense, that he should be able to control his sword as if it was a limb.

With time he was surely able to do that, performing very hard acrobatic moves while carrying and attacking with his sword without injuring himself one bit. Clearly improving with each day as Galahad will openly admit himself.

But there was more to it.

"What is the ceiling for you, Joshou?" He asks in the middle of their training

Joshou. "I am not sure, probably to the point where i feel i can't move past anymore."

Galahad. "And do you think you've reached it yet?"

Joshou. "No, not yet!"

Galahad stays silent a little, then in the blink of an eye points his sword towards Joshou's neck,

One milemeter and it would have cut it open!!

"I think you did.

Based on your technics this is as far as you can reach...

You're able to use your sword as professionally as any other human in the whole world."

Joshou doesn't flinch or retreat.

"Is that what you think, Master."

Galahad takes back his sword and puts it down, then turns his back...

"Don't return to fight me anymore, unless you knew what is next for you!"

Joshou was left alone standing, trying to understand what his master meant by these words!