Lightning Is the Only Way

"Tch, here he goes again," said one of the onlookers to another one in disdain.

"Yeah, I sometimes even wonder if he is actually part of our guild," another one said.

The issue of why those disciples didn't like that particular one was what he was famous for doing. This was not the first time this disciple had done something like that. He would run out of a blind spot and purposefully collide with people. Then, he would grow angry and demand compensation. He had actually earned a lot of money from doing that because no one wanted to offend someone from the Fire Guild. The other disciples looked down on him because of this dirty, shameless habit of his.

"Do I look blind to you?" asked Gravis evenly.

"Ye-"the disciple wanted to speak immediately but stopped. That was often how it went. He would call the person a blind fuck, and then they would often counter with them not being blind. He would then say that they looked blind because of their dog-eyes, and then he would tell them his status, making the other side retreat. Like this, he could get compensation.

Yet, when he looked at Gravis, he realized that something was not right. The issue was that Gravis actually looked like he was blind. His eye color was silver or grey, depending on the person one asked. On top of that, it looked like his eyes had received several cuts. Gravis looked blind from his point of view.

This was not how it was supposed to go. Did he actually block the path of a blind person? All the drive of the disciple left him as he felt genuinely guilty. He had no problems doing that to other people but doing that to a blind person actually made him feel guilty.

"Hey, I'm sorry for calling you blind, okay?" he said apologetically. "But you really need to watch… ehm… you should look out for… fuck… you need to be more careful on the street," the disciple said, fumbling over his words.

"Do I look blind or not?" asked Gravis again, this time, with more heaviness in his voice.

The disciple didn't know how to act. Gravis sounded like a non-blind person would speak in this scenario. The disciple didn't know what to say for a second. He does look blind. Why was he asking?

"Hey, I'm sorry for blocking your path, okay?" he said.

This was all Gravis needed to hear. Only people with a Will-Aura could feel the Spirit of others when they were in the Energy Gathering Realm. This disciple, obviously, didn't have a Will-Aura. Therefore, the disciple didn't know that he had just blocked the path of a Spirit Forming expert. His evasive attitude could only mean one thing. He thought Gravis was blind.

Gravis looked into the sky with a sigh. "So I actually look blind," he lamented. This proved that his concerns hadn't been baseless. He really didn't look forward to future encounters like that. After some seconds, he looked at the disciple again. He wanted to punch him in the stomach and just be done with this, but he got another idea.

disciple, Gravis rubbed his chin in thought. 'This should work, right?' he thought. After a second, Gravis looked into the disciple's eyes again. "Hey, what did the unconscious person say to

WHOOM!

the disciple got pushed down by an invisible dome, and he

"Exactly!" said Gravis.

had thought about the way he could utilize his Will-Aura with his newfound Spirit. With his Spirit, he could release his Will-Aura anywhere he wanted. Sadly, he wasn't able to compress it yet.

He tried that just now, and it had worked. The bottom had hit the disciple, making him unconscious, while none of the others felt

Why did

hoping they understood his joke, but he was disappointed when no one reacted. "Ah, fuck that," he muttered and

speed and took deep breaths. This

get it!" one lone disciple shouted while laughing, eliciting strange looks from the

smithy. It was a rather tall tower in the form of a hammer. Gravis admired the building for a little bit and then entered. When he went inside, he only saw a hall with many

minutes. Gravis walked to a wall and leaned on it, closing

side-room," he said, beckoning him to follow. The

wall and followed the Vice-Guild Master. They walked up some stairs and went into a side room. In here, Gravis could see four chairs and a table. This was probably a place for negotiations. They both sat down on one chair each. "Alright, so tell me about your unusual request," the Vice-Guild Master said, taking out some

my lightning to move forward. Unfortunately, my lightning is too strong, thus

that only

basically want something magnetic that I can ride on without falling off," Gravis

said the Vice-Guild Master. "Did

I want to keep my hands free for any unforeseen events. It should also have something like an elevated railing or wall at the back. Like this,

of them use a spear, so we only put a

draft. He showed it to Gravis, and Gravis' eyes widened. This was precisely what he wanted! It was a small board made of metal, maybe half a meter long. It had four wheels on its corners, making it pretty

so he quickly realized why

small wall. With this, he could lean his whole weight on it when it accelerated. When the board drove forward, he could make a jumping motion to make the board jump with him, thanks to the springs. Like this, he