Aether Chronicles: Birth Of A Legend-Chapter 134: Samael Bloodrose’s Daughter

He finally stopped in front of Zahara and the group as the professor stepped forward, beaming. ''Alaric must've put you through the wringer from young, but now that you're at Drakenwood, I'll push you even harder.''

''That's fine with me,'' he replied while catching his breath.

The tiger man's green eyes gleamed with excitement, pointing at the track. ''Run until you drop and don't use Enhancement or your Aether. I doubt you're going to need a walkthrough for the basic workouts, it's a Blackwood routine anyway.''

When his three friends heard this, Vienna curiously commented. ''What do you mean, professor?''

''Raegar's father, the Demon General of Dawnfire, designed many training programs used across Kaldorra,'' the professor revealed, stunning the group. ''Even the Imperial Guard uses them.''

The professor smirked. ''Alaric was offered a Duke's title too. He's all about battle and family.''

Ranthar then waved him off, guiding the group toward the other students. He overheard them whispering about his scars, some girls wincing as he heard one speak. ''Eww, that's disgusting. How are those three friends with the Scarred One?''

Raegar was going to say something, but he brushed it off, unfazed. Soon after that, he started jogging around the training field. An hour passed, and his legs started trembling thanks to the exhaustion before he dropped to the ground with a thud.

While lying there, he watched the clouds passing, but another group of boys and girls caught his attention. Raegar's eyes roamed over Class A's Combat Magic lesson, where students engaged in sparring, their wooden weapons clattering and bursts of magic flaring in the training yard.

Moments later, his gaze locked onto a figure: the red-skinned Tiefling, daughter of Samael Bloodrose. She had white hair just like him, and remembered that her race could have such a trait.

He quickly noticed her piercing yellow eyes burning with focus as she fought the other students. She moved like a predator, effortlessly dominating her sparring match. Two opponents, wielding wooden swords and basic spells, stood no chance against her.

The girl disarmed one with a fast, precise strike and sent the other stumbling back. The crowd erupted, some in celebration, but she paid them no mind, her focus unbreakable as she continued to train.

When seeing her fight, a surge of adrenaline pulsed through Raegar, his heart quickening with anticipation. He'd heard tales of the Tiefling's prowess, fierce warriors forged in the fire of battle, their swordsmanship unmatched across Kaldorra.

This girl was no exception, and the prospect of crossing blades with her ignited a fierce desire in him. Raegar snapped out of his thoughts, startled as Yuzuki, the small black fox he met on the way to school, appeared from a nearby portal.

He chuckled and gently stroked her soft fur. ''Hey, girl, it's good to see you again. I wondered when I'd see you,'' he said warmly.

As Ranthar called for the students to take a break, Yuzuki yipped in delight as she turned around to face her master. From the crowd, a beautiful black-haired vampire approached. As she drew near, he grinned.

''Hello Dominique,'' he greeted. ''I didn't realize you were in my class.''

Her grey skin caught the light as she smiled, watching him dote on Yuzuki, who squirmed happily in his lap, rolling playfully under his scratches. ''Three elements would've landed us in the same class,'' she said, her tone teasing. ''Still, it's good to see you, Raegar.''

Dominique settled beside him, her presence relaxed yet alert. Moments later, Zahara, Rune, and Vienna approached, their footsteps drawing her sharp green eyes. Her gaze narrowed briefly, assessing them, but Raegar eased the tension with quick introductions.

''Guys, this is Dominique D'Ambrose,'' he said. ''She's a friend I met on the Kingsway, and this pretty little girl is Yuzuki.''

When Zahara and Vienna saw the little black fox, they started fussing over it as she climbed out of his lap. Rune sat down with a friendly smile. ''It's good to meet you, Dominique, a friend of Rae is a friend of mine.''

She nodded just as Raegar questioned. ''What classes did you take, Dominique?''

''Dungeoneering, World History, Summoning and Monster Studies,'' the dark-haired girl answered. ''What about you?''

''World History, Dungeoneering and Devil Hunting,'' he revealed. ''I couldn't pick a fourth, nothing caught my eye.''

Dominique nodded with a smile just as Zahara commented. ''Looks like we'll be together in most classes. I have Potion Brewing and Healing instead.''

The group's lively chatter filled the air until Ranthar's sharp command cut through, urging them back to training. He sprang to his feet, energy coursing through him, as Vienna, the blonde, piped up with an eager smile.

''Raegar, could you show us some of the Blackwood workout routine?'' she asked.

He paused, his mind flashing to the grueling drills his father and Rodric had instilled in him, each movement etched into his muscles. With a confident nod, he replied. ''Alright, I'll show you. Line up and follow my lead.''

Following that, the training yard hummed with the morning sun casting long shadows across the dirt. Raegar stood before Dominique, Zahara, Vienna, and Rune, his posture relaxed yet commanding.

Yuzuki joined in and stood next to her master, which put a smile on his face. ''Looks like she wants to be involved,'' he said, pointing at the fluff ball.

Dominique glanced down only to giggle. ''Yes, she does, ever since I summoned her, she loves doing anything I do.''

Moments later. Raegar decided to start them with the basics, simple exercises that his father and Rodric had used on him when he was younger. It helped build up his strength and stamina, allowing him to use Ather better.

''This is what my father and his commander taught me,'' he said, his voice firm. ''Push-ups, squats, and planks. Sounds easy, but you'll feel it. Follow my count, and don't stop.''

The four lined up, their faces a mix of confidence and curiosity. Dominique's grey skin shimmered faintly as she stretched alongside Yuzuki. Zahara cracked her knuckles with a big smile, ready to prove her strength.

Vienna's blonde braid swung as she bounced lightly, her enthusiasm infectious. Rune gave a curt nod, signalling that he was ready. Ranthar watched from nearby, sipping from a flask, his eyes glinting with amusement.

''Push-ups first,'' Raegar announced, dropping to the ground. ''Fifty, slow and controlled. Chest to the dirt, full extension.''

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He began, his movements precise, each push-up a study in discipline. The group followed, their arms flexing. Dominique's vampiric strength made the first twenty effortless, but her form wavered as fatigue crept in.

Zahara held strong, but soon struggled as her body shuddered with strain by thirty. Vienna's cheerful hum turned to grunts, her elbows shaking. Rune's jaw clenched, his muscles quivering as he fought to keep pace.

''Slow down, Vienna, form over speed,'' he called, his push-ups unrelenting. ''Dominique, keep your back straight.''

By the fortieth rep, the group was struggling. Vienna's arms buckled, forcing her to pause, her face red with effort. ''Gods, Raegar, these are brutal,'' she panted.