For a moment he nearly wanted to attack both of them, they did not seem so tough, and he could counter the girl’s Script and attack her smiling companion, if he could get a hold of him, he would use him as a shield, and…

Zavros paused, he did not know about the hidden abilities of Andar, he had only seen Mira’s Scripts, and he had no idea what Andar may be hiding. This was not the best time to fight.

He sighed in regret and replied, “If that is the case good luck, but please keep in mind that…” He choked in anger when he saw that Mira had ignored him and punched the ground, and three red flashes followed as the cloud collapsed bringing her and her companion to the next level.

Andar looked at him with an apologetic gaze and waved as the cloud sealed up behind them.

Zavros licked his lips, a feverish anger taking over him, with a roar he unleashed his Rank 0 Script. A blue man with a fishtail appeared behind him holding a pitchfork.

With a grunt, Zavros attacked the cloud beneath him, and his anger and desperation soared when he saw he would need another attack with his Scripts to penetrate the ground, but he had only six of them left.

Pushing aside his anger, he realized he was being foolish, and so he began to slowly hammer at the ground using his fist. His spirit body had an affinity to water, he would quickly recover from damages, and he would just have to slowly push his way through.

When this Trial was over and they all received their Meditation Art, that was the time for the true battle between Mages would begin, at that time he would suppress those two beneath his feet.

If they expended too much of their energy, he would be the last one smiling, as his Spirit Body aided his recovery ability.

Zavros smiled through the pain and continued digging through the clouds, inch by inch.

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“You are too lenient when it comes to accepting hogwash. That fool wanted to play us. He is lucky I did not decide to kill him” Mira called out angrily, as she used five stacks of her Rank 0 Script to blow her way to the next level.

Andar shrugged, “It was my turn to attack just now.”

“I know.” Mira pointed out,” But if we are going to be making it to the Supreme Meditation Art, then we will need you to be in the best shape.”

She stopped and placed her hands on Andar’s arm, a slight blush covering her cheeks, “If those of our team above can break through their limits, so can we.”

Andar snickered, “Say it with me, you know you want to. Limit…”

“Don’t you dare.” Mira shouted and with a growl, she punched the ground and six Rank 0 Smash Scripts erupted.

He did not attack the youth with the bald head even though he detected the hint of malice coming from him because he did not need to do so. Before he gets his hands on a Meditation Art and begins growing his power, it would be foolish to antagonize someone with an unknown background.

He wanted to quickly grow powerful so he could be of assistance to his main body, and fighting every foolish youth and whatever background they may have would be an utter waste of his time and resources.

Andar knew he was on a ticking clock as always, and with his main body creating World Seeds, his time in slumber would become drastically reduced. He needed to be at least a Rank 6 Mage in a very short amount of time if he was ever going to be of any use.

Shifting his mind from future matters to the present moments, he considered his partner and the Scripts she was using.

Andar knew that Mira had a lot of Rank 0 Scripts on her body, and he also figured out his master would have given him more if he had the time. He did not know his body limit at this moment, but that was not the source of his greatest surprise.

The Rank 0 Script she was using was incredibly familiar, as this was the Berserker Aspect that was his main body favorite battle technique.

There must be a great number of similarities between Aspects and Scripts, and if that was the case, then he could understand the great divide that existed between Trion and the Mage worlds when it came to techniques.

This was not necessarily a sign of weakness, as Dominators mostly depended on abilities they unlocked from their bloodline and not necessarily comprehending techniques.

The Berserker Aspect was a premier battle technique of the Tiberius Bloodline and the God of War signature battle move, but here Mira could use the Mortal Level of a Berserker technique—Smash, so easily without truly understanding the nature of the technique.

Although he knew the Berserker Aspect still held far more complexities than what Mira had access to, that was just at the beginning levels of the Scripts, what would Mages be able to do with a Rank 5 Berserker Script or even 6 or 7?

Besides they had access to thousands of Scripts of various types and affinities and the threshold for learning them was far lower than acquiring an Aspect.

The Berserker Aspect was only available to the Tiberius family because of the incredible strain it places on the body of the user, but that requirement was far more reduced or even nonexistent when it was in the form of a Script.

Mira went on a rampage as the clouds began to flash red with each level she broke through, and now it was possible to see she had made it halfway through the clouds.

There were only seven more levels to go through before they could reach the bottom of the cloud.

Mira checked her arm, she had enough for two more levels, and then everything was up to Andar. Not one to reevaluate after making a decision, she unleashed the Rank 0 Scripts in multiple bursts and finally tore her way through two layers.

This area of the cloud they found themselves in was gray like metal, Mira tapped the cloud beneath her feet and it let out metallic sounds like a gong.