Jave groaned, and picked himself off the ground. He still felt like something was after him, but it was just faint now.

He recalled what happened and blinked.

He punched the… thing, and he ended up flying? That did not make sense at all. The thing was now gone though. For that he was thankful.

He shuddered as he remembered the dread he felt from just looking at it.

He had a lot of questions in his head. Like for example,

How the hell did I pack so much power behind that punch?

Obviously to a normal person, that would sound crazy as they would probably be thinking about what the hell that thing was rather than why they punched so hard. But Jave was an adventurer, monsters was nothing new to him. And as adventurer, he obviously had the desire to become more powerful.

So it was natural for him to ignore a freaking demon and focus on a punch instead.

Jave pondered over it. He recalled willing the demon to go away. Was that it?

He looked at his hand and shrugged. Then he focused on a rock and tried his best to recreate the emotions he had earlier. He then punched it.

*Bang!*

A cloud of dust came out of the cave.

A few seconds later, Jave came out coughing and clutching his head, trying to stay upright and get rid of the dizziness. A minute later he was fine, except for a small headache.

Now Jave was thinking again.

His last experiment was a success, that was for sure.

His head was buzzing with all the possibilities. To an adventurer, what he had just found out was priceless. He could easily defeat a Stone Titan with a punch. And god knows what else he would be able to do.

Where there is a will, there is a way.

***

Sirien froze.

The wand he was holding in his hand broke. He didn’t notice.

He felt a need to run. And hide. A very strong need. Almost as if something was warning him.

So he ran. He ran out of his tower and into the forest, ignoring the shouts of his fellow mages. He ran further and further.

Then the feeling stopped and he slammed into a tree.

He got back up and rubbed his forehead. A bump was starting to form.

What the fuck just happened?

***

Athena screamed.

The students around her jumped in surprise and looked at the source. The girl in question was now cowering under the table with all the ingredients required to make an advanced healing potion.

Tears streamed under her cheeks. She was shivering. Her fellow students tried to help her but she scratched at anyone who came near.

Then she blinked her eyes and looked around in confusion. Then her cheeks flushed red as she recalled what just happened.

She then quickly ran out of the classroom in embarrassment. She reached her bedroom, went in, locked the door behind her and collapsed onto the bed.

What just happened? Am I going insane!?

***

End of chapter 8