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Experiment: Logan Jones (Mastering the wind) Ch7

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Chapter 7

“Have you ever been to Grim Old?” Trigger asked.

Logan knew he had a shorter window then he wanted. He had to move fast. No. He had to learn to do what he needed to know.

“Did you hear me?” Trigger asked again.

Logan shrugged. “Hmm. I had dream of coming to a place like your world once. Today is my first day being here though. What do you need me to do first?” He asked.

Trigger sighed. “I need you to focus on the magical scent coming from me. When I call wind magic, focus on the flow of the magic. Try to mimic it or catch a hold it. Don’t worry if you don’t get it right away. We have several months to get you to a decent level. This is as best as I can explain it. I’m not proper wizard. What was the dream like?” He said.

Logan shrugged. “It was dream. A short dream that left me with a bad after taste in my mouth. Thought plenty of lessons worth the trouble of it. When your ready let’s try it out.” He said.

Logan stood in the fighting area facing Trigger who stood facing off against him. All around him the other people were getting training demonstrations and going through practice runs. Dining tables were being set up to the side and mats placed down for sitting. Dinner was expected to be served in hour or two.

In Logan’s mind he had the timing of the events that would go down tomorrow. Though he knew that those events were still up in air if everything would happened again like it did. The first death would be tomorrow. Slowly the others would come to understand what they’re true purpose was in being kidnapped from their home worlds.

After that Logan would need to move fast to learn what he needed in the library. Harold. No telling what that man would do.

Trigger began to move in a flowing way though it was a set of fighting moves. Logan’s hyper enhanced senses activated. The world around him became out of focus as he began to follow Trigger’s moves in the fighting ring. He noticed Trigger’s breathing pattern and copied it. He began to see the wind magic being summoned from the elements to surround Trigger’s body. The wind magic wrapped around Trigger’s body like blanket. The end result was like a force field of energy around him.

Logan vaguely noticed when that same magical force was around him. He took in the scent of it. It reminded him of a scent of beautiful woman wrapping her body around him. Ready to be taken to pleasure and to the edge of sanity. There was no better place to be for a man. He smiled and felt light on his feet and little high from the feeling.

Trigger stopped suddenly and then he sprang into a back flip. Logan copied moved in time and then they both ended up doing a hand stand on the ground. Trigger dropped to the sand with Logan quickly fell to his side as he followed Trigger to the ground.

The fighting area was quiet for several seconds. Until Logan laughed loudly as he stared up at the sky and clapped his hand. He rolled to his feet facing Trigger who was on his feet as well. He nodded his head to him. “Thank you. I think I got it.” He said.

Trigger bowed to him formally. “It was my honor.” He said.

Logan smiled. “I owe you a favor. Name it.” He said.

Trigger smiled but he shook his head. “Later. Much later. When I will tell you my favor when the time is right. Will you perfect what I taught you?” He said.

Logan wasn’t sure if he needed to but then he thought about how much time he had left. He needed away to use wind magic to his advantage to get what he wanted. He looked down at the sand around him in the fighting ring. He breathed in the wind magic and moved his hand against the sand turning it around until it lifted up. A hand touched his shoulder and he lost focus and the sand fell away.

Logan turned toward Darla to see her staring at him. She stared at him in concern. “Are you well?” She asked in that sexy voice he had come to find enchanting. He reached for her hips and called wind magic around her and used it to lift her up. Darla’s eyes widened as he lifted her over his head.

Darla was in the air her feet barely touching the ground. Logan grin at her. “I’m fine now. You are going to enjoy my new trick tonight.” He said with a wink.

Experiment: Logan Jones (Trigger) Ch5

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Chapter 5

Logan felt the kick of skill upgrade and new skill unlocked in his body. At the same time he heard the ping of the instant effect it was doing to his body and awareness. His senses sharpened. He scanned the training area with a different vision.

He took in the fight going on in the sand ring in front of him a few feet away. He knew it was just about over. It was all a show neither male slave was trying to hurt the other. They were assigned to showcase what the youths would be learning in the coming months.

Logan noticed Sargent Jai give both combatants a look with a nod of his head. On cue one the slave swung around using his sword to push his combatant back with wind magic. The other slave was thrown out of the ring turned using the sword he stabbed the ground with wind magic. The slave launched himself up from the force of the punch and he did a backflip onto his feet.

Logan smiled as he took in the show of magic and skill. It was magic he had seen before in another life. He studied both men with new senses and eyes and recalling the events and both men’s mastery in wind magic. He analyzed the fight and digital numbers appeared over their heads. Indicating. Level 150 wind magic was the number of the man inside the ring. The man outside the ring had a level 260 wind magic above his head.

Logan blinked and numbers disappeared. He grinned. As he realized only a few seconds had passed as he had used his new skill and added on to his plan.

Both Slaves turned and bowed to Sargent Jai. Jai laughed clapping his hands as the others followed suit and they cheered for the two slaves. Logan was quiet though.

Sargent Jai then turned back to his group of trainees. “Wind combat magic is what you will come to learn and master here along with many other things. Your lessons will begin tomorrow. Today we will go through magical placement and then we dine together here. The king has prepared a fine feast for you all to enjoy. Who is first to be tested in what class you should fit in?” He said and looked at Logan expectantly and gave him a friendly smile.

Logan stared. “Marksman is my class and trade. I entertain females as my hobby.” He said.

Sargent Jai stared at him. “King Harold expressed as much to me. Though that your talents of magical healing would serve the group better. You will be trained by our support healer soldiers. You could do well for a bit of wind magic training if you have the skill for it.” He said.

Logan ignored Sargent Jai disregarding him as he walked past him to the slave wing magic user staring at him. Logan nodded to him. “You’re pretty damn good at what you do. I’m Logan Jones. I’m a Marksman. What’s your name?” He said.

The slave frowned but he nodded to Logan. “Trigger of Heights. What is a Marksman class?” He asked.

The other slave next to him laughed. “Sounds like a lot shit to me. He most be a throw away archer or something.” He laughed in Logan’s face.

Logan waved a hand at the wood sword in Trigger’s hand. “Do you need that?” He asked.

Trigger frowned glancing back over Logan’s shoulder at Sargant Jai. Logan saw Jai give a stiff nod.

Trigger handed it to Logan. “You can have it for practice.” He said.

Logan took the wood sword examined it and then he waved it expertly before he pointed the blade at a practice dummy a few feet away. The wood blade glowed for a second and then blue magic launched out from the blade. The blue magic raced quickly for the dummy and exploded on impact.

There was long silence as Logan smiled. As he held a glowing blue blade sword. “Marksman class means I blow shit up with magic. That wind magic trick you did with your sword. Can you teach me how to do that?” He said.

Experiment: Logan Jones (Final Push) Ch1

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Chapter 1

Twenty-eight hours later. The once beautiful kingdom of the demon was set on fire and the town in ruin. Half the town was burning and the people still alive were on the run. Vince was as always leading from the back as Logan and Darla lead the others inside the palace. The palace was quiet. No one was inside but a light emitted from the double doors of the throne room in front of them.

Logan lifted his magical revolver and blasted the double doors to the thrown room of the demon lord apart. Inside a single figure was inside dressed in a beautiful white dress with silver glowing staff in her hand. She was beautiful lady with the wings of a eagle behind her back. Logan could only snort again at the comedy. He had not been told much about the demon lord. However, his masters had been crafted stories for his imagination to expect something different.

She was silent as she waved them forward. “I am Winter Glen. Come. Let us end it. I am the one you are looking for.” She said in a voice echoing around the room.

Logan advanced with Darla close at his side. He lifted his revolver to blast their enemy. Suddenly the demon lord shot fire and ice hit Darla in the chest full on. Logan was shoved to the side as Vince raced at the demon with his shinning sword and roaring. The others followed him.

Logan went over to Darla. He ripped away her armor exposing her chest. He placed his hand on her chest and called to the goddess to his aid to heal her. His hand glowed and energy passed between them as he felt coming back from the wall of the departed.

Darla opened her eyes as the hole in her chest was closed up. She glared at him and shoved his hand away from her chest. She tried to get up but fell back down.

Logan took her in his arms pulling her close as she tried to resist him. She froze when he kissed her. He started channeling his own life energy into her body. Her body glowed and she was healed. She gentle pushed him away and stared at his pale face.

“I hate you. You should have chosen me in the beginning.” Darla said.

Logan nodded. “Yeah. I should have. For what it’s worth. I regretted it every day. Let’s finish this shit.” He said getting to his feet on shaky feet. He started toward the demon lord as she fought off Vince and the others easily with her stance and magic. He started firing on her. Suddenly, he came to stop as he felt something punch through his back and out of his stomach. He looked down at Darla’s fist and smiled.

Darla threw his body at the Demon lord surprising her for a moment. It was enough. Vince finished off the demon lord taking off her head and kicking her body to the ground. Logan lay on top of the demon lord’s body as her blood flowed around him.

Vince and the others walked away Darla didn’t even spare him a second glance. Logan laughed. This stopped them. Vince looked back in mild surprise.

“Your still alive.” He said.

Logan chuckled. “I knew it was going to end this way Mr. Hero. Just know one thing. You and your piece of shit party never would have made it here if it wasn’t for me.” He said laughing.

Darla shook her head at him and walked away. The others followed her out but Vince stayed. “Your right. King Harold told me as much. It was the reason you were trained in healing arts coasted along in training by Sargent Zed. You were a tool from the beginning.” Vince said with a shrug. “It was either that or the others were going to die. We needed a healer and sacrifice. You were pretty useless to us and you would have been killed or enslaved either way.” He said.

Logan nodded. “I guessed as much when you put the fucking collar around my neck. Never did buy the disobeying orders bullshit. That pretty much is the end for me.” Logan said calmly.

“How are you able too still talk and are alive?” Vince asked.

Logan shook his head. “Fuck off. You won I lost. I don’t you owe anything. Get the fuck on Vince and let me die in peace.” He said.

Vince turned on his heels and walked away. Logan chuckled to himself. He felt his soul being called to the after life and wall between life and death was close. Everything stopped.

Logan felt it and then he heard a system alert go off before his system menu appeared before his eyes. Extra life granted. Level upgraded 110 Gold bard level.

Second stage of Demon lord rebirth confirmed.

Logan’s body was pushed aside. The demon Lord came to her feet in shining clothes and taking up her staff. She ignored Logan step over him walking quickly toward the direction of the heroes. Logan was used to being treated like this sense he had been kidnapped to this world.

He was bard class. Short and no powerful abilities but healing and magical fire arms. His system menu popped up again as he heard fighting and death outside the palace. The option to start over or pass on was before him in a menu.

He pushed Bard ree-birth button. He was instantly bathed in a white warm light that expanded around him.