ushernet Chapter 55 Transcendental Damage
Chapter 55 Transcendental Damage
Chapter 55 Transcendental Damage
"May I have another go?" Warden inquired.
The woman narrowed her eyes. "If you are one of those individuals who seek to improve their score at the expense of their well-being, I would advise against it," she stated.
"It's acceptable if it doesn't harm my body, correct?" Warden negotiated.
"I'm not sure if you're aware, but rankers who act recklessly tend to receive a lower grade on their badge," she added, adjusting her glasses on the bridge of her nose.
"Then it appears I must give it my all," Warden remarked, considering himself somewhat reckless. He would prefer to describe himself as spontaneous, but facts were facts.
"Be my guest, then," the woman replied, her voice tinged with disapproval.
Warden nodded and faced the barrier once more. This time, he utilized both of his apertures to their fullest capacity. Power surged through him unchecked as the natural dynamics of everyone in the room altered. Many attendees turned their attention towards them, eyeing the eerie-looking blade with concern.
Warden assumed a stance. He lacked knowledge of any elaborate sword techniques, but his fundamentals were impeccably honed. Standing approximately two meters from the barrier, he advanced, executing a full-arc swing with his blade.
The protective scripts glimmered in a golden hue even before the blade made contact with the metal. However, the void energy managed to penetrate the initial layers of scripts, prompting another layer to emerge and counter the unstable energy. The energy obliterated the script as the blade finally embedded itself into the metal.
Warden observed that the blade had merely dented the metal board. He was uncertain of the material, but he was convinced his strike could have decapitated most iron-ranked entities.
"That's..." The woman was at a loss for words.
Jason turned to Warden. "Are you okay?"
Warden nodded. "Why hasn't the result appeared yet?"
"It's still calculating," the woman responded. "This might be considered Transcendental damage."
"What constitutes transcendental damage?" Warden queried.
"An assault capable of injuring someone of a superior rank," Jason explained. "Of course, surprise attacks are excluded. At full strength, overcoming someone of a higher rank is nearly impossible."
Unfortunately, he was only to be disappointed when the result was a moderate [B].
The run had taken more time than the single attack that had earned him an [A-], but it was what it was. Warden knew he was somewhat lacking in speed. It was something to work on.
[Combat test in 15 minutes.]
Warden sat up immediately and began meditating to recover his lost stamina and energy. Fifteen minutes should give him enough time to recover half of it.
***
On the other end of the test, Jason was eagerly waiting for Warden when the woman announced the result.
"He received a B in speed," she said.
Jason narrowed his eyes, looking at the image of Warden meditating on the screen.
"With all due respect, Young Master Jason," she asked, "where did you meet this fellow?"
"In a clothing store," Jason mused. "And don't call me that; I hate it."
"As you wish, Young Master," the woman said, amused.
Jason scowled. "What do you think he'll score in the combat test, Jess?"
"He'll do well," Jess said, narrowing her eyes. "A B will be easy, but getting an A will be difficult for him."
"Why?"
"He possesses power," Jess continued, "a great deal of power, to be fair. But I feel he lacks the finesse to use it effectively. I reckon he's new to such destructive power and hasn't yet mastered it."
"Hmm," Jason mused.
"The potential is immense," she added. "If he can have the best trainers, I don't see why he cannot become the next Agnes Araneid or Selas Moon."