Fabled Weapon | [Book 1]

Chapter 10 | Second Floor 💥

After Timor replenish his stomach and stamina, he and Boreas continued their journey down to the bottom part of the dungeon. This time fortunately nothing gets in their way and they finally reached the staircase going to the second floor. The staircase is quite spacious as it is wide enough for them to walk side by side. Timor is still shaken after knowing that the Monster that even boreas couldn't defeat just grown in strength. His mind his filled with doubts as he walks down the staircases.

Boreas noticed that Timor is uneasy  about this battle, judging by how nervous Timor's expression is. So he tries to ease his doubts, because doubts could lead to fatal mistake thought Boreas.

"You are scared, aren't you, Timor?" Asked Boreas.

After being asked Timor snap back from his doubts and look beside him where Boreas is walking.

"W- well..." Timor looks away with gloom in his eyes. "Yes... I am..." Timor couldn't help being scared at the possibility of them failing and dying. Timor's shoulders are tense, as well as his mind.

"You are with me Timor, you shouldn't worry much. Besides, your goal is to kill all dragons isn't that right? If even just one slime is able to break your spirit then what will happen with hundreds of dragons?" Boreas asked. He doesn't pay much attention to his tone and how he said what he said. Which ended up sounded like mockery to Timor's ears.

Timor flinched at the unintentional mock and don't know what to say. At this point Timor's mind is filled with even more doubts as they walks down the staircases.

Boreas noticed that his attempt of rescuing the poor boy's spirit had failed. He cursed him self at his mistake. (Damn! I just made things worst! Guh, what am i supposed to say?!) Boreas thinks carefully to save this moment. (Maybe...)

They finally has reached the end of the staircase and at the second floor. when they reached the second floor Boreas stopped walking and looks back to Timor.

"Fear isn't a bad thing Timor. Would you believe me if i say that I'm scared too?" Said Boreas.

Timor widened his eyes. "Huh? You do?" Asked Timor with uncertainty. Timor is not sure if Boreas is telling the truth or not.

"Yes. In my previous battles against the Slime and in all of my clash against my foes in the past, I'm always Scared." Said Boreas, and now he pays more attention on his tone, trying his best not sounding like anything that will upsets Timor.

"You... You are scared? Why?" Timor find it difficult to imagine Boreas fearing for his battle, thus making Timor doubt Boreas' words.

"Who wouldn't? Fear is a natural emotion that has helped me survive for centuries. It's our body's way of keeping us safe and alert. But beyond survival, fear has many more benefits."

"Benefits? Like what?" Asked Timor, still not sure.

"Well..." Boreas thinks for a second. "Fear motivates me. It pushes me to prepare, to work harder, and to step out of my comfort zones... Fear helped me to be who I am." Boreas said this to Timor while looking at him. After saying that Boreas turn his gaze ahead. "The key is to not let it control you." Then he starts walking through the hall of the Dungeon. 

Timor didn't immediately follows Boreas on his side like usual as he is still processing what Boreas had said.

(Motivated.... By fear....) Timor repeats Boreas' words in his mind.

Although Timor is undoubtedly still scared, his face light up with a new found motivation.

"Right! I'm not going to let fear stops me!" Timor exclaim with Confidence. (I'm going to kill all Dragons in the world after all. This is only my first step towards that goal.)