Chapter 236: White Embered Eyes



Gojaro chuckled, a warm smile spreading across his face. "Ah, Rosa. She's quite the character, isn't she? Just try not to get her too excited; she has a tendency to accidentally set things on fire. Oh, and about that hallway full of invisible objects you jumped over not too long ago? They were actually people moving from one meeting to another."

As Gojaro spoke, the room seemed to grow warmer, the faint scent of sweat mingling with the metallic tang of the weapons.

Jade, in response, chuckled softly. "I guess that makes sense; her demeanor does scream fire. Haha, but if those were people we jumped over, I wonder why I had never seen those notebooks before or ever bumped into a stranger previously?"

Gojaro nodded in understanding. "Ah, we simply always had you take a path that would avoid any groups of people," he explained, tossing her a bow before continuing, "We can discuss all of that another time. Let's go ahead and start working on getting your workout on."

Jade blinked in surprise. "Oh, I thought we were supposed to spar or something of that nature?"

The room seemed to hum with anticipation as Jade's question hung in the air. The faint creak of the wooden floorboards beneath their feet added to the atmosphere, while the soft glow of the overhead lights cast long shadows across the walls.

Eventually, Gojaro stated, "But first, we will try to see if you are able to figure out your ability by channeling energy through any of these weapons."

The room fell silent as Jade held the wooden bow, her attention fully captured by Gojaro's instructions. The air was thick with anticipation, the faint scent of polished wood and metal mingling together in the training room.

Picking back up the claymore, Gojaro continued, his voice steady and authoritative, "Everyone will fall into one of four categories, at least."

Gojaro pondered with a finger under his chin.

"Okay, I think that makes sense. Let me know what happens real quick," he requested.

Jade nodded in agreement. "Uh, sure," she responded, her gaze fixed on the unfolding events.

Closing his eyes, Gojaro concentrated, causing the claymore to ignite in an intensified blue glow. The tip of the blade became a searing blue, and a small protrusion of the same hue emerged from it, shooting toward the wall. It collided with the surface, the impact absorbed into the material, leaving lingering trails of blue energy that dissipated around the room.

"Okay, did anything change?" Gojaro inquired, his voice breaking the silence.

Jade refocused on the bar above her head. "Yes, it originally read 560/600. Now it shows 540/600," she reported.

Gojaro paused, placing a finger under his chin once more, deep in thought. "I believe that could prove to be a valuable asset in strategic combat, though it's not your ability. Let's set that aside for now."

Continuing on his original point, Gojaro explained, "Of the four types, I am mainly classified as an emitter. I am able to flow my energy through weapons and objects to do an array of things."

He then moved on to the next type, stating, "The next is more of a physical creation from nothing into something. Take Rosa, for example. She fits into this mold like a glove. She is able to string her energy into lines of fire, almost like a spider, and stick anything to her fire webs. You'll get to know her better as time goes on."

Gojaro paused for a moment before continuing, "And the third type is more of a manifestation onto others. Usually, it's the hardest to start out with, but people that fall under this category are rarer. They can pass on things to others with their energy and would usually follow a more supportive role. Unfortunately, they don't often live long enough to see their full potential, sadly."