The wind howled across the mountain, carrying with it the stench of sweat and blood from years of brutal training. At the peak of the mountain stood a muscular man in his who looked like a middle aged man, with a playful grin on his face and his hand crossed together.
Surrounding him was six people, his students they wore weary looks on their face and were injured here but were all standing with their guards up and there but the man was spotless.
This was Kor and his trainees. He had trained them for six years straight.
With a tired expression a lady in her late twenties opened her mouth
"Izana, coordinate with Mike to attack from the left, Thorin and Sam from the right, I will reinforce Sarah with my wind magic. " A voice ordered and soon it was followed.
Four people split off, two to the left and two to the right dashing forwards the two melee fighters attacked one a feint the other real. The two mages behind them charged their spells releasing them almost at the same time while the wind mage attacked from the sky and the archer readied her bow.
All their attacks were aimed to cover each other weakness showing their flawless cooperation.
Each attack landed on the barrier but did next to no damage but was a bit distracting allowing izana to prepare his special move.
"6 years I trained hard for this moment. " Looking down on his hand he concentrated his flames to the limit. Shaping it into a massive, fiery drill.
"ORAAAA! Fire Drill Comet! " He struck with with his hand coating his feet with flames he moved quickly and struck at the precise crack shattering the lightning barrier but his attack didn't slow down and reached Kor's body striking it with the same intensity but there was still no scratch on him.
Kishira and Sam finished their casting and raised their staffs pointing it at Kor and said at the same time.
"Combo spell! Fire Hurricane! " Combining the wind magic "Wind Hurricane" and fire magic "Flame Thrower" creates the combo spell "Fire Hurricane"
"That move still looks awesome " Izana observed the torrent of rotating flames. It was a combo spell.
Combo spell are spells made up of 2-3 elements making them stronger than the sum of their parts. It was used only by elite parties or dual element users, making it an elite power but there was a tier higher, Grand combo spell made up of 4 and more elements. Used only by the strongest of armies in the world a tier that commonfolk could only dream about.
The spell released a massive tornado of flames engulfing Kor. Izana with his flame mastery reduced the area affected to only Kor and increased the intensity of the fire.
Everyone prepared for the outcome of the attack.
After five minutes the flames calmed down and in the middle a man stood strongly with a smile on his face. Only a few minor burns were on his body.
"Hahaha you have finally passed the test. Although it took you all six years to damage me I'm impressed. " Not watched his students that have been under him for six years and a sincere smile appeared on his face.
"That combo spell of yours has great potential and your cooperation is splendid. With all these factors even B rank awakened sup have a tough time battling you all and that is the honest truth. You are all dismissed. " After a heartfelt speech Kor dismissed everyone apart from Izana.
"Izana let's have tea together. " Kor strolled to the gazebo and summoned some maids to fetch tea for him and his grandson.
As they sat Kor gazed at the clouds slowly drifting in the sky, then took a sip of tea.
"Grandpa Kor may I know why you called me. " Izana asked venturing straight to the point, his voice light enough to sound like a whisper only for Kor to hear.
"Look at you acting like your father always going straight to the point. Hah.. "
"You have grown fast, faster than anyone I've ever seen and I have a feeling you will grow faster. But don't let it get into your head and keep working hard. " He took another sip of the tea.
"I know, you always say that power is another form of responsibility. " Izana responded and took a sip of his own.
'I hardly have time to ask these type of questions but I must ask. '
"Grandpa Kor please tell me about my mother. " Izana looked at him with a serious expression.
"I can tell you about Vienna your mother but what will you do with the information. " Kor replied.
"I will go and find her to ask why she left me. " Izana replied immediately.
"With how you are you won't be able to survive the region not to mention reaching them. So let's make a deal, reach B rank first and unlock tier 3 then come and meet me then I will tell you. For now enter the Imperial Academy. "
"Ok Grandpa I will complete your conditions then come back and get my answers. First I will conquer the academy. "
"Yes you have the Raiden blood. The blood blessed by the Lightning god Kamui. Haha. "
As Izana took his leave Kor watched him and smiled. "When he visits his mother he will come in contact with that old hag. His maternal grandmother. Hahah I wonder how strong she is now as the fourth strongest human and the only woman in the top five expectations were high. "
***
A week passed in the Raiden manor
"That was the best rest I have had in six years. " Izana stood up from the bed and got ready. Today was his departure day for the academy so he got ready.
On his way out he bumped into Kishira's party.
"Hey. Today is the day we go our separate ways I want to say thank you for enduring grandpa Kor's training with me. " With a smile on his face he thanked them all. They had been his friends for six years, they have been there during his highs and lows so he cares for them.
"To be honest we wanted you to join our party because of our cooperation but seeing that look in your eyes we knew you will not agree so how about a promise that we will always be allies. " Kishira said.
"Sure. Good bye Kishira, Thorin, Sam, Mike and Sarah. "
"Good bye Izana. " They replied.
He walked off, to the carriage waiting for him his stride full of confidence.
'This is the start of a new chapter I'm so excited. Its me and Sage against the Academy. Hahaha. ' Entering the carriage then his journey began.