Sacred Arts

41. Home Sweet Home

Dustin and Lee both focused on healing their wounds and looking over their friends. Every few hours, Dustin or Lee would go check on Amon and Jake's healing progress. Three days had passed and Jake woke up. Jake looked over at Amon, who was still resting. "Thanks to him, we all survived," Jake thought, as he grinned at his friend and stood up.

"Look who's back from the dead," Dustin joked, staring in surprise at Jake as he walked out of the tent. "Yeah and I feel damn good too," Jake replied with a grin. Jake walked over to sit next to Dustin and Lee. "Man, we all have grown so much in strength," Jake said. "I'm so glad we made it out in one piece," he continued. "Yeah, but that's thanks to Amon," Lee chimed in.

"In fact, Amon has carried us on his shoulders for the majority of the mission," Lee continued. "I agree," Dustin said. "I hate to say it, but we all were useless in that last battle, and he needed us," Dustin said, looking at the ground in disappointment. "Well, we all have to get stronger so that never happens again," Jake said as he put a hand on Dustin's shoulder to comfort him. "Now that we are all around the same level in cultivation, we can train with one another," Jake suggested.

"Great idea," Lee said excitedly. "It's going to take about six months to make it home, so in that time we can try to reach the peak of the third level within the ascended realm," Jake said. "Sounds like a plan," Dustin said, clenching his fist with a look of determination. Jake, Dustin, and Lee all began their training. Day after day, they fought and cultivated at night all in hopes of gaining more strength. Meanwhile, Amon was still resting.

In a deep state of meditation, Amon was healing himself. "My injuries were pretty bad," Amon thought to himself while in his mental dimension. "My healing is steady, I should be done in another week or so," he continued. Back in the land of titans, Atlas was suspended in the air inside a dark room that was lit up with pure energy. "I told you this was a bad idea," the blue Titan said to the red one.

"The ancient water Titan had been against Atlas leaving to fight the humans, whereas the ancient fire Titan thought Atlas to be capable. "The human wielded Raiso," Atlas said angrily. "Raiso?" The ancient fire titan asked curiously. "Could you be talking about the first Titan king's spear?" The ancient Titan continued. "Yes," Atlas answered. "That can't be!" The water Titan yelled.

"Those wretched humans even took our ancestors' relics," another ancient Titan chimed in. "We will wage war!" Atlas roared furiously. "Yes, that we will," the ancient fire Titan agreed. "But we will wait for now," it continued. "Why is that?" The ancient water Titan said angrily. "Something big must be happening on the surface, why would the four assassin villages send so many young warriors?" The ancient fire titan asked.

"You think they are preparing for something?" The ancient water titan asked. "Exactly!" The ancient fire titan replied. "Alright," we will wait until the right time," Atlas said. "Until then, we will strengthen and increase our numbers," Atlas ordered. "Yes my lord," the four ancient titans said in sync. The four ancient titans began creating the titans using their energy.

By combining energy, they can create titans with different attributes. The titans have started to prepare for war. A week had passed and Amon finally woke up. He walked out of the tent and over to his friends who were sitting down together talking. "About time," Jake said as he saw Amon walk over. "I know right," Amon said, laughing.

"Hey guys, I'm ready to return home," Amon said to the group. "Oh alright, we planned on leaving when you woke up anyway," Jake informed Amon. The four squad members began to fly home. Naturally, it wouldn't take six months for them to return home since they can fly now, but the young men planned on taking several breaks to train and cultivate along the way. Six months flew by fast and the boys finally made it home.