Cosmic log 7

Remember that next you decide to brag."
[15:52] Dillion Endore says, "Hello thee."
[15:54] Nemein Sparda whispers something.
[15:57] Grella whispers: Tag along, Dillion.
[15:57] Dillion Endore whispers: Alright
[15:57] Sigyn approached the two sisters. His posture, attitude, and general aura far more mature and grim than usual. An average, respectable bow is given. He wasn't familiar with Molly and wanted to avoid any misunderstandings. The raid was soon. He needed to help Holly finish her studies. He believed her to be very important to the conflict, and saw potential in her for roles in Moonfall's future.

"You've been well, Ms. Hargrave?" He asked as a greeting. "Are you participating in the raid soon?"
(Sigyn Ness)
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[16:00] Grella would find herself once more at the Petrakis Castle, with her spear in her back, she stopped in front of Dillion as she watched him patiently, to the very place that before she denied him from entering the Order for his lack of ability.

"There is some time now i've been preparing you to become my Squire on this Order, i taught you Cosmic Magic to show you a way, and indeed, with the blessing of your Star you've evolved a lot. Today is the day i shall see if your training was fruitful and if you evolved as a warrior." She pointed out with her index finger, but not at him.

Towards the exit of the place instead.

"You may know now that the Moonfall village is our enemy, and soon, a battle will take place on the regions of the Forest. We will be marching against them, and you as a Cadet may be able to join. Though, this battle is not to see if you are prepared to join, but if i am to allow you to fight the forces of Evil of the Witchesyourself." She states with both her arms behind her frame.

"Are you aware of this? Draw your weapon, Dillion. For your test is short, we are lacking time, we need to prepare and know that this may be your last chance."
(Grella)
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[16:06] Dillion nods while looking over towards his mentor this was his chance to show the fruits of his labor to her. Dillion drew his staff, and slammed it into the ground the boy soon bowed his head, and begin charging the cosmic energy within his body.

Dillion looked over towards his mentor with a flicker in his eyes switching from blue to yellow. "I've been training for this day, and now I have the chance to live my dream, and draw my weapon to bring a end to the evil in this world." Dillion smiled soon aiming his staff into the sky.

"Rhyt gate me the wisdom needed to make my decisions in a timely manner, I ask you watch over me in this battle, and the ones to come in the future. We've connected, and grown together over the past few years for this very moment."

Dillion chuckled a little, and the Lion's mane appeared behind the body as cosmic energy begin flowing though his mana circuits.

"This may be my last chance; however, I'll show you how much I want the, and the limits I'm willing to break to achieve this. I'll show you my resolve...…, we'll show you our resolve because you aren't jsut facing me Knight Grella, but Rhyt as well, and we're one."
(Dillion Endore)
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[16:17] A though battle was fought.

Dillion's sand magic has improved a lot, and his damage for sure was devastating, even though Grella was not at her full power, it was still visible how much Dillion had evolved, she was panting, her armor was dirtied by the marks of battle, and for sure, she wasn't holding back. The boy has improved so much in such a short period of time that it was even scary how he could be so devastating on his blows and his Cosmic Magic.

Yet of course, Grella's control of Cosmic Energy was higher than his, worthy of one that is a Knight, of course, and not just that, she was also more experienced than him, by being on a higher step, those would be the aspects that brought her to a victory, but still not enough to shorter the damage he caused to her.

While it was still a major Victory of Grella, she was very, very damaged by his impacts, not enough to be injured or unable to continue fighting, but it was stil a great fight, indeed.

"You have improved a lot... On our last battle you couldn't even scratch my armor, and look to you know, you even made me fight for real! I'm scared of how much you evolved, i'm sure you can take care of yourself... If fighting properly. Dillion, get up for you're not defeated yet." She would say, extending her staff forward.

"By my judgement, i make you a Cadet of the First Light Order, i'm anxious to have you as my Squire. I'll also be recommending you to Exarch Sparda, if you ever want to become a Myrmidon of his Squad, or perhaps you should be a better Fit with Exarch Cristovan? Well, it doesn't matter now, right?" She walked towards him, extending her right hand towards the blonde.

"Get up, the Witches to come are your biggest problem, you know..."
(Grella)
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[16:23] Dillion tired his hardest, and it seems even now after he put his heart into trying to become something better than he previously was the boy failed. Hours of training, and practicing gone to waste, for what reason?
Dillion wanted want thing, and despite the amount of effort put into his goal he failed again. There wasn't anything he could say, and likely already had given up prior to hitting the ground.

Dillion had the thoughts running though his mind already, but there wasn't anyone to blame at the moment, but himself for not trying his best.

Suddenly he was offered a hand?

Dillion looked at Knight Grella clearly his mind had wondered off at the moment, but he quickly returned to his senses.

"You're making me a Cadet even after I failed to beat you once?" Dillion was confused, and felt like he was missing something rather important "It's an honor, but I feel like I didn't earn it even if I did push you more than the last time." Dillion slowly begin tapping his foot on the ground..."You think I can do something like that? You think I can fight against witches?" Dillion had his doubts after losing again, but who was he to question her?

Dillion accepted her hand, and stood there a bit silent unsure at how he should feel at the moment.
(Dillion Endore)
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[16:27] "I didn't expect you to defeat me, silly." She would comment, well, it was visible that he was frustrated, yes, but it was never a part of her plans... She just wanted him to be capable of defending himself, in a way.

"I wanted to make you a competent warrior, and i am almost sure i did. Given that fact that your blows are worthy of a Cadet, not a Knight. I never said i would make you a Knight, you still have to pass for the Three years training, that's it. Though... Yeah, you can fight, i myself fought the Syndicate many times as a Cadet, i can't say i won, i can't say it was easy." Grella was giving out her own experience here.

For she wanted to form brave warriors and Knights, not simply powerful people, that is not what she saught for, and in fact, that was part of the reasons she accepted him into the order even after defeating him in a clear victory.

"You do as you please, you fight if you want to. Just consider yourself my Squire from now on."
(Grella)
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[16:35] Dillion was indeed confused about what her entire test was, but as he slowly begin to put the pieces together he could see what she meant. Dillon went this entire time thinking he was meant to beat her, and that's how he conducted his training; however, the goal was to have hi, defend himself well enough he could be deemed a Cadet of the Order.

Dillion allowed the information to process, and nodded a few times in response.

"I think I slightly understand now...…, You wanted me to be capable not defeated you in a battle."

Dillion slowly accepted this allowing the cosmic energy to fade away.

"I understand then, and I'll join in the fight against the witches" Dillion took a deep breath "I'm also looking forwards to being your Squire."
(Dillion Endore)
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[16:39] It was precisely what she meant, the woman gave a slight nod and pointed out to the badge that rested on her shoulder. "Be responsible, for one day you may carry one of those... Someday you may even train a Cadet like i did, but yeah... Now that you're here, keep your head over your shoulders, Dillion." She said with conviction, giving him a last nod before already walking off.

She needed to set a few stuff ready for her departure.

"As now i must depart. For i have a few stuff to settle still... I need someone to sharpen my spear before the battle. You take care and prepare yourself too if you intend to join, Dillion. May the Stars look upon your path." She said nodding, leaving as her cape weaves through the Wind, as she left Dillion alone in the castle, now as a Cadet of the First Light Order.

...She was satisfied to be a decent teacher atleast.
(Grella)
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Dillion matched towards Moonfall with the rest of the Cadets, and other Knights from the Order to put a stop to their unruly behavior. He was prepared to stand with the others, and push them back while trying to ensure that the others back home remained safe.
Dillion wasn't sure who'd he have to fight against when the battle breaks out, but the boy slowly prepared his contention now rather than later.

Dillion closed his eyes, and being drawing in the cosmic energy from Rhyt in the process overloading his mana circuits a bit. The Cadet's order begin to flicker from a faint blue to starry yellow.

He stood ready allowing his thoughts to be focused, and his mind sharp; hopefully not making any mistakes during the march. He didn't want to make Knight Grella look bad.

Dillion was finally prepared for whatever came next, and slowly drew his staff awaiting the next order.
(Dillion Endore)