anwhile, at the edge of the Territorial Space of the Academy, the duo had made their way to a clearing.
The skies were pitch dark, storms echoing loudly in tones of wails while destruction concocted in the air.
A clearing presented itself, fields of grass and barren land, untouched by human hands.
It was here this duo landed, Katherin slowly dropping Mila on the fields.
"This place seems to be in the open. How have you made use of this site for so long?"
Mila asked as she looked around.
Farther away, there were fields and fields of barren land, laid waste without human civilization.
Her brows arched in curiosity as she shifted her gaze away from it.
She turned to the other side, and witnessed the sa, her lips slowly curling upwards.
"Must have cost a fortune." She said,
Katherin sighed, a wry smile playing on her lips after.
"There's no fooling you, Executive Mila. Yes, as you presud, this is a separate field as well as a separate Territorial Space."
How Psychic magic worked was remarkable, and the things one could do with it were unimaginable.
It wasn't difficult to create a mini-space within a territorial Space but this was sothing that could have been easily achieved by a Psychic Mage.
'Or a mber of the Control Room.'
Katherin thought as she squatted and tapped the grass on the fields.
Control Rooms in charge of the Territorial Space could remove or add an extra space to the major one.
This was why selecting mbers of the Control Room was of high importance within the Academy and why insiders who could be distraught by the pattern weren't accepted.
"Alright then."
The fields rumbled and the ground shook, a slow vibration exuding from it like an earthquake.
She slowly stood up straight and backed off, Mila slowly following after as they watched the field part ways, a dark abyss hidden beneath it as it did.
"Underground, huh?"
"The pipelines to be specific. There's a pipeline going throughout the Academy and we insisted it was crafted that way."
"Oh, Why?" Mila asked, her curiosity perched as the vibration ceased.
An open way was ford in the ground, and the path to their hidden et-up Room was revealed.
"Just as a backup in case of mind attacks. Of course, this was only a probability and we were never sure if it would co in handy.
But it doesn't hurt to be safe."
Katherin jumped into the open way, Mila staring as she did so.
A muffled chuckle escaped her lips as she followed after, folding her arms as she did so.
"Interesting."
The vibrations began, and the open way began to close with the fields closing in on itself.
The beam of light that had sohow stretched into it began to dim, and Mila watched as it did so while her body descended a depth she wasn't even sure about.
'Not bad. This might just serve as an adrenaline rush.'
She turned away from the opening, the last beam of light extinguishing as it closed with a deafening thud.
She let herself go with the gravity, relieving the excitent that played in her body.
"How deep does this go?"
She asked, her voice loud and echoing against the walls of the underground hole.
Katherin looked up at her, a smirk on her face, though, not an obvious one.
"About 40 feet. Give or take."
Mila laughed out loud, her excitent palpable.
"Interesting!"
She cried out, shifting her gaze away from her, silence suffusing the air while they descended.
It took a few seconds, and then a minute when a bright light illuminated the walls of the underground hole.
Mila caught the sharp tint of crimson on the walls below.
Her gaze shifted towards it, the tension slowly dying out within her. Signs of magical lamps illuminating the passageway as they reached the bottom ca into view.
Katherin looked up.
"We're about to land."
She announced, though, Mila wasn't the type to fumble in situations like this.
A rigid wall ca into view, then the pipelines, and soon the ground, earthen and pieced together with rocks.
Katherin cast a float spell and landed evenly, Mila coursing down behind her and landing with a solid thud on the ground.
An explosion of rocks and debris occurred on her landing, smoke emitting into the air as Katherin landed a few feet away.
"You don't take precautions on tis like this?"
Mila walked out of the debris, stretching her limbs and joints.
She had a satisfied smile on her face as she walked forward, Katherin following after her.
"Take there."
She ignored her questions, her gaze turning towards the shadows cast on the pipelines as footsteps echoed.
"Oh, perhaps you don't need to."
Katherin furrowed her brows in confusion, but the solid footsteps that echoed throughout the walls of the Underground Way caught her attention easily.
She turned towards the direction, her lips curling into a smile.
"Who goes there?!"
"Is there an intruder?!"
"Has the Cult Leader returned?"
A mix of emotions swirled within her as she watched her group mbers rushing towards them.
Their weapons are ard and ready, and two figures walk out in the front.
Crown Bishop and a blonde male with aqua-blue eyes.
He stood with a Lance while Crown was dawned on gauntlets, their attention drawn to the two females before them.
"Cult leader, you're back?"
Crown muttered, relief etched in his voice while the blonde male turned towards the other female, their gazes locking on one another.
"And who is this guest you've brought into our eting spot?" He asked, his voice wary while the others turned towards her in unison.
Katherin sighed, her brows knitting together in annoyance.
She floated towards the group.
"I'm glad to see you all safe." She said,
"So are we, Cult Leader but what is going on? The last ti we heard of you was during the attack."
She nodded in understanding.
After all, she had been missing until the evening before when she sent a ssage to her students and her Cult.
She needed to prepare them beforehand, for the right ti to act.
"This lady here saved ." She explained.
The blonde stared at her and then the female, his voice a low timbre as he said.
"Is she the one? The one Wisdom wished to find?"
He asked, the question suddenly turning the mood pale.
Katherin noticed this change, and so did Mila, their curiosity picked by it.
"What's wrong?" Katherin asked.
Crown sighed, scratching the back of his head as he pulled out an amulet.
"Rember when I asked each mber to bear a life erald?"
A life erald, an object of great importance and necessity in tis of war.
It links one's soul to an erald, where it signifies a single condition of that individual, death.
A broken erald laid on the amulet, a very familiar one in that regard.
Katherin recognized it in an instant; her expression contorted to shock, then fear and, suddenly, imnse rage.
"They killed him."
She said; it had seed like a confirmation to herself rather than the others, her gaze narrowed as she grabbed it.
"His death is simply the first…."
Her tone lingered in the air, the group of Uprisers hanging on it with what little hope they had.
"...and it will pave the way for our victory."
She lowered her gaze, her eyes growing dim as tears swelled up.
"This isn't the first ti they have taken one of us, nor will it be the last.
We ca together for that very reason."
She raised the erald into the air, her voice growing higher.
"Justice for the System Users! Revolution of a world where we rule! Overthrowing those damn Non-system users who have looked down on us for so long!"
The group stood strong, their hearts reshaping into sothing new, their goal lingering ever so lightly, almost in hand reach.
They had feared they would not achieve their goal, but it seed like all that fear was unnecessary.
"Help is here! And we will seize Control of what belongs to us! This Academy is ours!"
She raised her head high, Mila smirking behind as she watched the scene unfold like a play.
"For the System Users! For our Uprisers! For rising to the top where we belong! For Revolution!"
"FOR REVOLUTION!"
The group chorused, their voice reverberating with the walls of the underground cave.
It had been adamant now that their goal will and must co to fruition, and the Academy will watch it all happen on the front row seat.
Mila folded her hands, her smile widening.
'I was right to co for this. Hah…..this will be fun….'
She scanned through the people gathered, a pool of excitent brewing within her.
'...This will be a lot of fun!'
A short giggle escaped her lips, anticipation vivid in the air around them.
While plans brewed underground, a battle underwent above it, in the skies.
Two powerful figures stood amid a dark zone, their gazes locked on one another, blood and sweat dripping down their forehead.
Nicho had been panting, his blade shimring with a brilliant aqua light, his gaze sharp and active with adrenaline.
'He's strong.'
He contemplated, his thoughts reeling in, but a proper reply to his thoughts had not settled in yet.
Phestus, though, was extrely calm, lightning reverberating in the skies around him, large lilac beasts flocking him like honey.
"Are you done? Because I have rely begun."
The world shook, the skies growing pale lilac as a Portal ford, guttural and bestial screams echoing within the clouds.
Nicho widened his eyes in shock, a smirk forming on his lips.
'The fuck? I have to use it.'
He thought as he looked away, a sudden shift in energy within him as a gust of blue energy shot out of his very being.
"I have to, so I may leave this place alive."
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