The Flow of Arcane: Myths Comes To Life

Arising Questions & Unexpected Arrivals

Tyrik had been struggling against Drake's combat tutoring, as he was not used to using a longsword as Tyrik often preferred martial arts over weaponry. Though, perfecting his talents with a sword seemed necessary in his mind for potential challenges ahead. Yet, combating the aggressive style Drake had with his sword and shield was not easy to practice against. Occasionally forming blisters on his hands from attempts to use Caliburn to block against the heavy blow which the paladin utilized. As the session continued, Drake soon disarmed Tyrik with a strike from his shield, being too much for Tyrik to endure to keep his grip on his blade. Shortly after, the trainee screamed in pain due to the attack while shaking his hands in the air. Followed by a heavy sigh, Drake holstered his sword and placed his shield onto his back in disappointment. "Mind explaining why you aren't using your draconic abilities?" He questioned with crossed arms and raised an eyebrow, "The point of this training is to help you master your new powers. I suggest this to you because I can imagine that the scales of such a beast would allow you to not lose your grip." The Paladin explained as Tyrik's hands swiftly healed thanks to his surfacing dragon powers. However, Tyrik was not exactly sure to tap into that side of himself as The Dragon seemed to be its own being. Tyrik, although didn't respond as he picked up Calibur from the ground with a groan of frustration. "Stubborn one, aren't you?" Drake proclaimed with a smirk, somewhat admiring this tenacity. "Though that stubbornness won't help you in the long run, lad. If you are afr-" He went on before Tyrik cut him off.

"I am not afraid of what I can do. I don't know how to control or call upon them, Drake..." The Mythic Hybrid explained as he gritted his teeth in anger due to his lack of understanding. "I am mentally going over all I know about powers from The Owl House, Dragon Ball, and Marvel. Though, not all of them seem to be exactly insightful. I have all of this knowledge yet don't know how to use it." Tyrik continued as Drake shook his head in disappointment as thought of an approach to teach the rookie.

Walking over to a table within the arena, Drake grabbed a pitcher of water with a glass to give Tyrik. It was an unexpected action from him as Tyrik looked up at the paladin in pure confusion while timidly grabbing ahold of the glass slowly. "Uhh... I didn't say I was thirsty, sir..." He pressed on with a small laugh which disappeared as Drake narrowed his eyes upon Tyrik, gesturing for him to just follow along. "Shutting up now." Squeaked Tyrik as Drake began to fill the glass with water, yet would not stop when the glass was filled. This action immediately clicked in Tyrik's mind, recalling how he had zoned out within his thoughts during Drake's instruction on mastering his powers. He was too determined to use his prior knowledge for the training with Drake. "Oh! This is an analogy about how I know so much, yet not at all. If my cup is filled with all of the knowledge from pop culture about powers, then I won't be able to learn anything on actually how to do that!" Tyrik declared with clarity, to the surprise of Drake, by how quickly he was able to pick up on this. Winning a laugh from The Paladin before placing the pitcher back and gesturing for Tyrik to remain hydrated as their training proceeded.

"Liùěr Míhóu wasn't kiddinb that you are a smart kid." He praised before returning to the lesson at hand, "You are right about the glass. As much the knowledge you have can help you, it can get in the way of learning more. If your cup is already full, then there is no room for growth, Tyrik. Empty your cup and be open to new teachings." Drake advised as Tyrik finished drinking the water which was given to him. "Now, one thing to understand when it comes to Mana is that using your head doesn't always help you with controlling it. Mana is connected to your emotions, allowing you to draw it out when faced with dangers that threatened your friends. Though, your sword has allowed you to access some of that power already. I can see that your mind is clouded with too many thoughts. Allow your emotions to guide you and your Mana." The Paladin explained while conjuring a sphere of light energy from his inner magic.