Grasping the Sky

Humans are destined to die someday, to be inanimate and lifeless where we have no experience whatsoever with these type of topics. Before any of these, what would we like to do? Simply wait our days of departing? Or choose to fully enjoy our life? Humans are born with natural talents that helps and sometimes guarantee survival based on their usefulness. However, this tale is about those who do not have them.


22. Negotiation

"Enough with the drama over there," someone appeared.

"Says the one who is filming action movie right now," I retorted.

"Anyway, why are you invading our land? Outsider?" a person next to him asked.

"Though its not any of my business, I really don't agree with this type of society," I answered. "You people simply rely heavily on your ability that you naturally stopped to use your head."

"Why you-" a figure covered his mouth. "I am the second seat of the head of this forest, we wish to negotiate with you peacefully." Currently, my mind was floating on ocean of possibilities if I were to visit their headquarter.

Possibility 1) It was simply trap to assemble even more magician.

Possibility 2) They will put poison in the food.

Possibility 3) Its what the sane people does.

"People around him doesn't seem to care about option 3, if it is just him, then it might not be distinct possibility..." I thought and decided to go with possibility 3 despite the possible danger. 

"Could you please release that person from that mana cage? We would really appreciate your mercy upon him," the second seat humbly requested.

"Sure, but I will drain rest of his energy(mana) from him for now." I began to drain his energy by giving my own energy to him. This may sound insane but in reality its the opposite. A person's energy cannot be taken out unless it has permission of the owner. It might not apply to every method but the only way to drain them is to let it overflow. My own energy can be retreated even if it went to someone's body, but by letting it take over the spot where the energy storage is filled, it pushes it out like oil and water, but in this case, I am the water. 

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