The Servant Of Chaos (WIP-New Part Every Monday/Friday)

Chapter XI | Combat Training

A/N

It's here guys! The most expected chapter in a long ass time.

I've been SERIOUSLY hyped to write this chapter because it will be the first time our friends will be using their powers to combat in a mix of supernatural agility + magic!

Buckle up, readers. Hope you enjoy!

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Tyler Ashborn practically flew out of bed in the morning, roaring as the day greeted him. He smiled at himself in the mirror, admiring his naked body as he did so.

As usual, he struggled to put his tight underwear on due to the... male inconveniences that the morning brought. Still, that didn't bring him out of his excited daze for the day.

He danced out the door and into the lounge, where Synthia was patiently waiting.

"Good morning, sunshine!" Tyler called out. He winked at her and slid down the stairs' railing.

Synthia raised an eyebrow. "Someone seems happy today."

"Aren't you, darling? It's combat training day!" He punched the air in front of him and kicked the air while smiling widely.

She sighed and chuckled.

Once Tyler reached the bottom steps, Caleb's door opened and revealed another white-suited magician who followed them downstairs.

"Rise and shine, blue eye!" Tyler exclaimed.

Caleb knitted his brows and looked at Synthia. "First of all, why is he even more energized than usual? And second, did he just call me blue eye?"

Synthia shrugged her shoulders.

Caleb walked toward the hyper Tyler and patted his shoulder. "Friendly advice, blondie. Lay of the caffeine."

Tyler smiled and nodded, taking a few seconds to realize what he'd been told. He tilted his head.

"Blondie?" He asked.

"You get what you give," Caleb answered matter-of-factly and joined Synthia on their way to the library.

The walking through the halls was uneventful, but Synthia still kept glancing back at Tyler worriedly, knowing how hard he'd taken the illusion the day before. She had no idea why, but the infinite hall thing had messed up with Tyler. Bad.

She sighed in relief once they reached the library (no mind tricks this time) and led their way to the center of the library, where a patient Anaya waited for their lesson.

"For the gods' sake, Anaya," Synthia said, "how long have you stood there?"

"Right," chimed in Caleb. "Do you even sleep, or do you just stare at us in our sleep all night long?" He chuckled.

Anaya remained serious. "Do you really want the answer?"

Caleb's grin dropped. He gulped and said, "Not really."

"I thought so. Anyways, are you ready for today's lesson plan?"

Tyler's face lit up and he started skipping in place. "Combat? I'm hella ready."

"Good," Anaya answered, a wicked smile on her lips, "because we are about to start."

The blonde witch raised her arms in the air. The library immediately rumbled, every wall and roof shaking. Bricks started to come off from the walls and swirl around the room in a chaotic tornado, while the stories-tall bookshelves magically disappeared into the interdimensional space outside.