CHAPTER 38 A Kick to the Balls
I was largely disappointed the next day when Callem didn’t ntion the mithril at breakfast. After stretching, I went down to the larder and found the mithril gone, so he must know. I prepped so pizza crusts and sauces for dinner. Callem liked a buffalo chicken pizza, and everyone else liked the more mundane toppings with tomato sauce. The morning practice was to be wrestling, and I couldn’t read Callem’s face. Did he not realize I had made mithril?
My first match for wrestling was Aelyn. She was getting really good, and even though I had so strength over her, she almost always won due to her agility. That made upset as I had thought myself a good wrestler in my past life, and getting beaten by a girl was irkso. She slipped behind and locked hands around my waist, and leveraged to the ground. She managed to keep my back to the ground and straddle my chest. I was about to bridge and rotate to get out of it when she put her face three inches from mine and whispered, “I imprinted the spell.” She was up and off and walking away smugly as I lay there in shock. I had lost the match and the race to imprint the dinsional spell. I pacified myself with the thought that hers was just a tier 1 and mine was tier 3.
Aelyn had been getting more playful recently and I recalled she had said she would replicate Leda’s actions when she learned the pocket space spell. I watched her hips sway as she walked away. Sothing stirred in at her preening about. I quickly focused on my aether core burn to subdue the sexual arousal. It was like focusing on getting nauseous in order to ta my arousal.
After two more matches in which Gareth dominated over Leda and then Aelyn I was matched against Cilia. As we t in the center of the ring, Cilia said, “Aelyn rode you like a broken-down nag. I am going to do the sa!”
Well, smack talk was a new thing for our group over the last few weeks. It was introduced by Pascal and it had quickly turned on him as he had rarely won any contests unless Callem stacked the odds in his favor. The smack talk was all done in jest and to add so levity to the situation but for so reason, today Cilia’s words irked . I had not ramped up my intensity and focus for months. Cilia ca at and I easily grabbed her right wrist with my right hand pulling her slightly sideways and stepping behind her hips. I wrapped my left arm around her upper torso and pulled her off balance to spin her to the ground. The movent was so insanely smooth I was in awe of myself. I even caught a surprised visage on Gareth as I was bringing Cilia to the ground.
I didn’t let Cilia recover. In fact, I kept giving her false hope as she got back to knees I kept my hips pressed behind her and countered everything she did. It was energy-draining on both our parts but I just wanted her to wear herself out and concede the match without getting an arm bar or leg lock on her. But she would not surrender and only tried harder. This went on for a good five minutes and I actually smiled at her fruitless resistance. Unfortunately, I started to get aroused and Cilia’s grunts and efforts to push her hips back to create space for attempting escapes didn’t help. I tried to focus on my aether core but it didn’t help with her constantly pushing her hips into mine. I decided to break the engagent but Cilia made a quick roll underneath when I let up for just a breath, she saw my semi-hard arousal. She got a look of disgust on her face, which turned to anger. She kneed hard enough in the groin to get a few inches airborne. Then using both legs drove both her heels into my scrotum. Without any aid from , I was thrown back 10 feet by the powerful double kick. As I flew I could see the look of horror on her face at what she had just done.
I landed and rolled myself into a ball imdiately. I couldn’t focus through the pain. I felt wetness on my hands as I covered my groin. I heard Callem yell for Aelyn to get a healing potion in the house in case it was needed. He was yelling for Gareth to restrain and for Leda to use her healing on . Through blurred vision, I realized I was screaming and saw Callem quickly pin my waist with one arm while Gareth restrained my arms. Callem pulled my pants down with his free arm.
I heard Leda express so fear, “It’s so bloody and swollen!” Aelyn was whispering sothing I couldn’t make out.
Gareth spoke, “It is not swollen, that is how big it always is.” His voice was laced with concern, not humor.
Callem spoke next, “The scrotum is torn and ruptured. I will get everything back in place and you can heal him Leda. LEDA! You need to heal him enough so he can regain his senses. He will finish the job, but you need to start!” Nothing Callem said made feel better.
Leda’s voice quavered a bit, “Are you sure it’s not swollen?”
“LEDA! Heal him, it is not swollen, and the force was directed lower. And Gareth said that is his normal…size.” I passed out as I felt Callem putting everything back in place.
I awoke in Callem’s guest room with Wynna by the bedside. “Stor it is going to be ok. Callem said if you are up for it you should try to heal yourself. Leda did so minor healing to close things up and stop the internal bleeding.” Wynna was holding my hand, “Try to heal yourself,” she repeated. I focused and used my self-diagnostic spell on myself. It was still damaged and needed a lot of work. I channeled the aether to the spell to heal myself. It was discomforting as the healing took place and the spell moved everything to its correct place. After a few chain castings, I was completely healed.
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I sat up, but phantom pain erupted. The mory was too fresh. As I got out of bed, Wynna supported , and I walked a little bow-legged for a mont before regaining composure. In the common room, I got to the couch and sat down across from Callem, who had been waiting for apparently. He was accessing my ntal and physical state with his golden eyes. “I’m good, Callem. Or at least I will be in a little bit.”
“Stor, no one should go through sothing like that as young as you are. This is the third ti I have found you in grievous injury.” Callem adjusted his position, “We have two options Stor. We can do nothing and continue as we have done or…” he took a deep breath. “Normally, I wouldn’t suggest anything this extre…especially for soone so young. We could train you to function through the pain. If we do so, you should be able to access your spells no matter how much pain you are in. It is not an easy path, and I am not sure if it is the right one for you.”
Callem waited for my response, “So you would what, injure and I would try to cast spells?” This did not sound good to .
“It would be a gradual thing. There are exercises, focus exercises, I will teach you in order to focus at first and endure other stimuli. Then yes, we would gradually increase your pain tolerance…” Callem’s golden eyes never looked so torn.
“Is this sothing you have done before?” I asked.
“Yes, and I have done it many tis in my past to others. The elite marines, not the Wolfguard mind you, the elite marines. We used to take the top twenty n and won every year from the sixth year of the naval academy who were slated to be marines. Usually, seven or eight passed from that group each year and they beca the elite marines, the pride of the Skyhol navy, the shock troopers. The program was discontinued in favor of expanding the Wolfguard and assigning them to skyships in tis of need. Well,” Callem sighed a pained breath, “the entire remainder of these elite marines I personally trained, 137 strong, was sent on a mission to seize the Sadian town of Forestdeep. It was a suicide mission but they succeeded. When they sent a communication to bring in reinforcents…no reinforcents ca. They held out for eight days…” Callem was lost in bad mories, and I think his eyes watered.
“Ok, Callem I am in.” I didn’t want to beco so badass spec ops guy. But I did want to increase my chances of survival. I was certain Gareth would want in as well. Hell, he would probably think it was all fun. “When do we start?” I asked tentatively.
Callem sighed, “We will start with ditation and focusing exercises.” He got up and grabbed a thick book on the counter. “In the first chapters of this book are two important ditation exercises. One teaches you to focus on one thing, ignoring other things. The second set of ditation exercises starts you down a path of becoming aware of your pain senses and turning them off. You will need to practice and grasp them well before we go any further.”
“Thanks, Callem,” I said and walked out shortly after. Cilia was outside the door waiting for . She approached and stood in front of . I had so phantom pain seeing her, reliving the experience.
Cilia spoke was sadness in her voice, “I am sorry.” She breathed deeply. “When you…when I saw…I rembered…I panicked…I saw his face, not yours…” I put up my hands to stop her.
I thought briefly before speaking, “You did the right thing Cilia. This is why you are here. I do not hold anything against you. If you are ever in that situation again do exactly the sa, don’t hesitate.” I paused. “I am sorry that I…”
Cilia stopped , “No, don’t apologize.” She waved off. “Let’s just drop it.” She tried to make levity of the ss with her next statent, “Leda was very impressed with your manhood.” I rolled my eyes.
I showed her the book Callem had given , “Callem gave so howork. I should get to it.”
As I was walking away Cilia said, “Callem gave the punishnt to make dinner tomorrow. So you have it off.”
I stopped and turned, “Why is Callem punishing everyone?” I grinned at her. “I better help you prepare it.”
I managed to make it to my loft after getting checked by everyone. Aelyn climbed up just as I was opening the book Callem had given . “So Stor, are you going to move back to the other loft?” Aelyn asked.
“If Gareth asks, I will,” I replied. I started reading. The best part of the book was it had so aether magic, which helped guide the reader. I multi-tasked while talking.
“Good, he won’t ask. I just talked to him and told him you sleep better away from his loud breathing at night.” She was smiling. “Do you want to see my spell?” I nodded and gave her my full attention. She cast the spell, and a small portal appeared in front of her. I looked inside, and it had a bunch of Aelyn’s clothes.
“You know if you put all your clothes in there, I won’t be able to clean them,” I said jokingly. I had been cleaning her bedding and clothes since I had moved back to the loft. “The spell is impressive. Callem has so weapons I made for you. You should store them in your space in case you need them.” The conversation petered out, and I started in on the ditation techniques Callem had given with the aid of the book.
The next few weeks, I found my plate ridiculously full. I was spending every waking hour training or studying. The ditation techniques were not difficult to learn, but mastering them took ti, even with a magical book guiding and Callem answering questions for .
The great news is the focus ditation was helping advance in my imprinting of the dinsional spell. It took just over two weeks to learn both ditation techniques to Callem’s satisfaction. I was far from being a master but had enough of the basics for him to proceed. The next phase was ditation while under duress. Noise while running the obstacle course, in sword practice, while cooking, and whatever else Callem could think of. I was a little shocked when I was ditating while working on my spell and it imprinted! It had taken almost two months and finally, I had it. The new year was coming soon, just a few days away so the timing was perfect.
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