Chapter 395: The power of laziness
Isabels sword crashed through the air. She shifted from blow to blow in a series of intensifying strikes. Magic trickled into her blade and swam in her movements, constrained just as Noah had requested.
Every slash Isabel made came faster and stronger than the previous. Even though she was restraining the amount of power she was using, Noahs domain tingled as her body started to pull more magic.
He didnt stop her. She was using a small enough amount that interfering here would have been pointless, and something told Noah that her pattern wasnt going to physically allow her to keep using the same amount of power the entire way through.
Its entire purpose was to encapsulate a ramping avalanche. It started light and grew stronger with every attack until it overwhelmed her opponent or she ran out of energy to fight with.
I cant let her get that deep into it, obviously, but shes still within the acceptable range of runic power where the risk is minimal as long as she maintains concentration.
Noah shifted out of the way of the sword as it passed by his face. Her blows were starting to accelerate even more now. Aside from using wind magic to fling himself around, he didnt have any way to accelerate his reaction speed, and Isabels attacks were getting close enough to the point where he couldnt just mess around anymore.
The magic prickling Noahs domain grew stronger still. Isabel was starting to approach the upper limits of what was safe. Her sword rose and fell again and again, a relentless march of ramping power and speed.
If he hadnt spent so much time in other fights, he wasnt sure he would have been able to keep letting Isabel swing at him without some form of retaliation to slow her. But, even with the pattern empowering her attacks, Noah still had far more experience with close calls.
The sword whistled past his nose, passing a hairs width from it. Isabel jaw clenched in concentration, but she didnt get time for another attack. Noah released his hold on his domain and let it swirl out in full force.
Oppressive magic around Isabels body and crushed her pattern. Her eyes widened in surprise but, instead of getting caught off guard or stumbling, she finished her blow to avoid shattering the pattern.
A grin passed over Noahs features. That was the level of concentration hed been speaking of. Even though the magic had randomly disappeared, Isabel knew her pattern so well that even such a jarring shift didnt make her drop it.
Thats a really good sign for her mastering and using Formations in the future. Definitely at Alexandras level. Maybe even a bit better in a few ways. They both really felt like they understood their patterns perfectly, but Isabel was really one with the pattern.
What happened? Isabel asked, pausing to catch her breath as she squinted at her sword. I was doing it! I could feel the pattern activating. Whered my magic go? I didnt run out.The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))
I stopped it, Noah said with a chuckle. You were definitely doing great. One of the best today, actually.
You stopped Isabels confusion shifted to shock. Then her eyes narrowed. Youre Rank 4.
Surprise.
How is it that you went from Rank 1 to Rank 4 so quickly? I know the Linwicks arent feeding you runes, Isabel said as she shook her head in disbelief. Are you going to teach us that too?
If I ever find a way to, yes. For now, just be satisfied with knowing that your professor is badass.
And very humble. Isabel let out a dry laugh and sheathed her sword. Is that the reason you were having us do this alone?
Noah coughed into a fist. It may have been a portion of it. I didnt want you comparing yourselves to each other or getting distracted by how things went. I wasnt lying about how important the focus bit was. If you had an audience, things may have been different. A portion of you would be thinking about the others and how things were going.
Not if you like your body in one piece, Noah said. Unless youve got someone with a domain that can shut your magic off the instant something goes wrong in your pattern, its far too risky.
Well, damn. Isabel sighed, then gave him a nod. I cant say its that much of a surprise. Ill hold off on trying anything when we arent in class. I should still be fine to continue practicing my pattern, right?
Yep. Theres still a good bit to work on there as well, dont you worry. You arent going to be sitting around and twiddling your thumbs as you wait for class. The next thing you should really focus on is what exactly your magic is bringing to the table when you infuse your pattern with it.
Kind of like intention when combining Runes?
Pretty much exactly that. You have to figure out what it is that the magic is actually helping you with. Sticking power into a pattern will make it stronger, but if you dont have direction, it might not be as useful as it could be.
Isabel tilted her head to the side, nodding along with Noahs words. He gave her a few seconds to think before continuing.
You dont have to come up with an answer now. Im still working on my own Pattern. I dont know if its something that you ever truly master. We just keep getting better.
Can I see yours? Isabel asked. Maybe it would give me some inspiration. Its your violin, right?
Music, actually, but the violin is the medium that I use. The pattern is the music itself. And Ive never been one to turn down a song request.
The violin materialized in Noahs hands and he laid the bow against it. Energetic notes sprang forth as he slipped into a song. As tempting as it was to fully sink into the music, there were still more things he had to handle. Noah didnt let himself get carried off and only played for a few minutes before bringing it to a close.
Helpful? Noah asked.
Not as much as Id hoped, but it was really nice to listen to, Isabel admitted sheepishly. I think the pattern is so different from mine that its hard to draw inspiration. I logically know theres pattern in what you were doing, but I just couldnt see it.
Noah dismissed the violin and clapped Isabel on the shoulder. Youll get there. Its equal parts practice and not blowing yourself up. One is harder than the other. You might get some more inspiration during our next class when were all practicing patterns together, but feel free to talk to the other students before then to get ideas. Just dont
Do anything, Isabel finished with a smile. I know. I wont.
Great, Noah said. Good job today, then. Unless youve got any more questions, we can head back and let you rejoin the others while I see where James stands.
Nothing pressing. Im good to go, Isabel said. She hesitated for a second. I really want to see what James pattern does when hes got magic in it.
Me too, Noah said with a laugh. But youre going to have to wait until next class or until he tells you. James and Lee have really interesting patterns. If they come into fruition well, only time will tell.
Isabel nodded absently. Noah could tell her mind had already moved on to thinking on how she could improve her own pattern. He recognized the lost, distracted expression on her features from the one that had graced his own so many times.
They got onto the flying sword and Noah waited for an extra second to make sure Isabel had actually remembered to hold onto him before activating it. They rose into the air and shot back off to rejoin the others.
Only one more student left to test today. Out of everyone, you might be the biggest enigma. Revins student anybody that can survive getting taught by that guy is going to be interesting.
Lets see just what that laziness of yours can accomplish, James.