Chapter 79 — Plot Twist
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"He told me that the reason why he chose me is because I'm beautiful.." The moment Socrates heard those words from Kamira, his eyes churned inwardly....
'She should give up..? She should just give up?'
"How does that concern me?" He overheard Binata bark violently as she exerted energy into her leg before throwing a brutal kick that launched Kamira into the air, pulling out two of her lower teeth..
"No..." Socrates screamed out loudly but his voice only rebounded within the formation..
He watched blood spurt out from Kamira's mouth as her disfigured body spun through the freezing air before crashing hard onto the snowy ground..
Adrenaline pumped through his entire system as he clenched his fists so tightly that blood started dripping from his palms...
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He launched consecutive punches at the very point where the crack was... He didn't care about winning the competition anymore. All he wanted now was to get out of this place..
But instead of the force going outward, the punches rebounded on him, pushing him away violently. Still, he blocked the impact with crossed arms...
"I'm not giving up..." He gritted his teeth as he bit down on his lips, drawing blood before leaping directly toward the edge of the Blue Square Formation.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
His punches landed heavily on the formation — punches strong enough to destroy boulders — followed by kicks and a straight smash that caused the very core of the formation to shake as it hummed with transparent blue light....
Socrates squinted his eyes, thinking the formation would finally give way for him when suddenly the energy gathered directly before him...
And a violent wave of blue energy slammed into him hard.
His body was flung into the air before smashing heavily onto the ground, causing him to pass out almost immediately...
But just before his eyes completely closed, he could see Kamira grabbing onto Binata's legs... .
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If there was something Socrates was feeling right now, then it was immense pressure..
He couldn't move nor could he blink... Since arriving in his own Consciousness, he had been kneeling before a silhouette seated upon a floating throne above the raging blue sea...
Waves crashed endlessly beneath the throne while cold mist drifted through the endless space...
"The Son of Trueblood.. It's a surprise to have you here..." Her voice pierced into his ears and the frown on Socrates face deepened..
"What am I doing here? Why did you bring me here? Send me back... I've to go save Kamira.." Socrates replied defiantly as he struggled to raise himself up, but his knees shook vigorously...
Before this creature, he was nothing but a mere ant.
"You passed out in reality and that's why you're here.. I'm not the one that brought you here and it's up to you to leave. After all, it's your sea of consciousness. But you want to save Kamira and you can't even break out of the formation.. The poor girl is just going to die before your eyes.. What a shame.." Lady Achillia's voice shifted from stiff to emotional as she placed an arm on the armrest before resting her face against her palm as if pitying Socrates' dilemma.
"What? You've a way to break the Blue Square Formation?"
"You can't break the Blue Square Formation from inside because of the energy rebound.. Every attack on it will end up ricocheting back onto oneself... One can only destabilize it by fighting energy with energy... But you don't have an ounce of energy within you.... So now do you understand that you can't get out of the Blue Square Formation? There's nothing you can do but watch your beloved girlfriend die..."
"Shut up.." Socrates fired back instantly, shocking Lady Achillia as he gritted his teeth and slowly rose to his feet...
The pressure crushing his body intensified immediately, yet he still straightened his back.
"What if I don't have energy? I've made it this far without one.. Why should I give up now?"
He clenched his fists tightly before taking a step forward atop the island floating in the middle of the endless sea...
"If Kamira dies... If anything happens to her, you'll follow..." Socrates threatened and at that moment the raging blue sea shook violently as the throne chair cracked apart and scattered almost instantly...
Lady Achillia fell toward the raging sea which opened like a giant mouth ready to swallow her whole as she stared at Socrates in shock....
She couldn't believe she had suddenly lost authority over the Sea of Consciousness...
And if she fell into this sea, her consciousness would drown within the vast waters and she might never locate the island again....
And without this island, staying inside his body would become meaningless...
"I'll help!!" Lady Achillia cried out as she was almost swallowed by the massive body of water.
Instantly, the sea calmed and returned to normal before throwing her back toward the island where she landed roughly upon the surface...
The water carried her toward the shore and slowly raised her back to her feet until she stood face to face with Socrates...
Before Socrates could even blink, she landed a fierce slap across his face which nearly blinded one of his eyes from the impact as shock passed through him..
Socrates head snapped sideways as he looked back up at Lady Achillia, about to ask for an explanation when suddenly he felt soft ethereal lips press against his own as she pulled his body tightly toward hers...
The anger... The pressure... Everything instantly disappeared from his mind as the sensation of those lips clouded both his thoughts and memories...
Her tongue slipped into his mouth, giving him a sensation unlike anything he had ever experienced before, causing his entire body to surrender without hesitation...
And that was when Lady Achillia suddenly raised both hands and landed edge palm strikes against both sides of his neck.
Thud!
The already defenseless Socrates passed out almost immediately...
"Fool..." Lady Achillia muttered as she stepped on his chest before walking slowly toward the edge of the Sea of Consciousness. .
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He rose up from the ground without hesitation before glancing down at his body...
"I finally got the chance to come out..." The voice sounded like Socrates but the tone wasn't his.
"But it's with the body of a man..." She sighed before turning toward the direction where Kamira had just been hurled into the air by the girl from the Ichigo Clan..
Socrates body reacted instantly as the mind controlling it moved...
Just by snapping his thumb against his index finger....
The Blue Square Formation hummed crazily for a split second before scattering apart like shattered glass without making much noise...
But Socrates was no longer there....
He was already in the middle of the air as he pushed Kamira backward with his left hand while using his right palm to block the dagger...
Squelsh!
The sound of a blade piercing through flesh echoed across the arena as the dagger penetrated through Socrates' palm...
The whole crowd went silent.
Even the cold wind itself felt absent for that brief second...
Several spectators widened their eyes in disbelief while others slowly rose from their seats.
'How did Socrates get there?'
'How did he get out of the formation?'
'Look... The formation is gone!'
'Yes.. I was paying attention to it. The formation scattered like fragments of glass..'
'I was also watching... Everyone look.. Since when did Socrates have black hair?'
'His hair was red before he entered the formation.. How is it black now?'
'Probably we aren't seeing clearly because of the snow...'
The crowd discussed amongst themselves as they stared at the three silhouettes floating in the air beneath the falling snow...
A woman holding a dagger that had pierced through the palm of a man standing in the middle while using his other hand to support a lady who had already fallen unconscious as his jet-black hair drifted slowly with the cold wind...