Dak And Stell/The Travelers Trilogies

2.2 The Big Sword Theory

As Stell's hand swept down, Xalmia tried to tell him to stop, but it was too late. His hand swept down at an angle, and the vibrating blade barely cut a hair, and then the sword disappeared. Stell gasped and was sweating. He was about to turn when a thunderclap sounded from the chasm.

"Run!" Xalmia screamed.

We both began to move, but suddenly the ground behind Stell started to fall. The hair that he cut caused the side of the chasm to slip away, and as Stell tried to run, more of the area underneath himself began to fall.

"grass rope," I yelled as my hand flew up. The magic came to me and formed in my hand. Instantly, a bright green rope shot from my hand and toward Stell. Stell see's the rope coming towards him. Instead of panicking, he touched himself and spoke barely audible.

"Cyclone."

Instantly, Stell stopped falling as intense winds spun under and around him. Then he barely grabbed the rope, as it finally had reached him as the wind started. The wind stabilized him, but he looked exhausted and running out of magic.

I quickly pulled him toward me and ran to him when he could crawl up the ledge. Stell was lucky to use the wind to catch himself before he fell too far. Without the wind, even both me and Xalmia couldn't have pulled him up. Both of us ran to Stell as he laid down on his back panting.

Another thunderclap sounded, and Meso appeared opening, pages were flipping as I ran over to Stell. I reached over instinctually and caught Xalmia as her once running body had decided to take a nap mid-action. This kind of thing couldn't be helped until Xalmia got stronger and taken a couple more thunder mind claps.

"Copy the spells! Force Summon and Enchant Self," Meso echoed in our minds.

The quills on our arms lit up, and I laid down Xalmia. Meso hovered over Stell's face as he signed the book still lying down. Once down, Meso flew towards me. I peeled the quill off my arm, always a strange experience every time.

Once finished writing down Force Summon, The book lit up with a codex of information under the words. It was showing the limits and things that could be summoned in this world. Before I could read more, Meso slammed shut.

"Hey, what the big idea? How am I supposed to learn if I can't read what appeared? If a book could smile, this one gave a winning smile of innocence.

"Your reading speed is that of a five-year-old, and you have to reread things. Useless. Instead, we have a faster way," Meso sent and gave off an ominous impression.

Before I could interject, my mind was struck with searing pain. I dropped to the ground beside Stell and clutched my head screaming. Stell also began to groan, and he slowly got louder. To say his head was on fire was such an understatement. Lava coursed thought his brain's blood vessels, which was more accurate. When the pain finally stopped, I opened my eyes to Xalmia.

"What happened?" Stell asked between gasps.

"Info, Meso said I couldn't read, so he had another way," I said as my voice trailed off. I knew it all, limits, usage, types, and even the restrictions on this planet. The pain that had just burned my mind was gone as if it had never been there. Stell's eyes opened wider as well, letting me know he got it too. Before we could say, more Xalmia cut in.

" You big olf," Xalmia scowled Stell as she stood over top of his head, staring at him. " You didn't let me finish explaining. You have to be careful with the extended blade. It cut smoothly and is very precise if it is used very slow. On the other hand, if you swing it at any speed, the vibrations' waves are sent in that direction. The move terrifyingly fast and often make the thunder clapping. I could have never imagined you could make such a long blade.."