The hand was still in the Spector. The veins were popping out as if a traumatizing amount of stress was implied. Everyone around was shocked looking at the screen.
"Isnn....isn't it the des ....destroyer"one among the spectator shuttered running away in fear stumbling by a little impact.
One followed him and another one went after. Slowly slowly the fear spread all around and the students started to leave with their spectra. On the other hand Prof. Saimon were hesitating to go in. The name of the white tiger was itself terrifying for the spectators. The staffs legs were numbed with the question, whether it was safe to jump in to the site?
Finally dashing in and removing the fixated hand by sliding on his thighs, Prof. Saimon saved the moment. Everybody came on the site ready in their respective stance waiting for uncertainty. Prof. Saimon was still holding tight to the hands of his student.
"Raizon wake up my boy. It's okay, I'm there" he whisled in his ear.
No response....
"Come on boy you can do it"
No response yet....
"Think of your uncle child"
A sudden spark was felt in his nodes. The spark was so intensified that he woke up in an instance.
Hahh..... Hahh.....hahhhhh, he started panting heavily.
"What is happening, what was that?" That's all he could utter out.
Everybody was calm but nervous, it could be predicted quite easily that there was something suspicious in the environment.
"Are you okay kid?" Prof.Saimon came in with the soothing voice.
"Yes professor, but what happened" Raizon asked.
"I will explain you everything in the office, Raizon. But first you should get patched up. The spectra is clearly leaking into your nerves" he explained.
Spectra- Some represent it as light, while some as heat. They are nothing more than packets of energies no matter what it's source is. This spectra at high calibration were stored inside ores which lead to rise in new life. The life that withstood a whole new generation called the spectral beasts.
This were the lines written in the magazine kept at the Prof. Saimon's desk. Raizon who was given painkiller and was aided by the medical experts was now going to listen the most shocking fact of his life.
"White tiger, the spectral beast that Raizon had, has never generated its power. Many believed that it's a pseudo beasts and don't have any spectra. But this believe was broken down by a young man who conquered the beasts. The research then told that its just hard to tame the white tiger and that's why in the past many years it never showed it's spectra" Prof. Raizon came up with the fact.
"Well that's quite a huge twist in my plot isn't it professor" Raizon replied.
"Well it's not something you should be amazed about. How will you accomplish your dream of becoming the arena champion with a beast that doesn't obey you. It won't lend you any power Raizon."
"I am still ready to go professor. I don't care if it's with or without the glorious spectral cards"
"Well, I haven't told you the worst part yet Raizon" professor hold the table firmly "the previous two holder of the white tiger lost their life due to the spectral leakage. You know what that means, this deal is only going to harm you, not help you".
Raizon was shocked and numbed with what the professor told him.
"I already have your spectral charger, if you still want to continue on this path, then take it from me tomorrow. But I will advise you to step down. There are many ways you can be as glorious as a warrior, Raizon" Prof. Saimon gave his final words before Razion stepped down in silence.
Raizon turning around the corner couldn't hold back his tears anymore. His mouth was shuttering and he couldn't believe why he was so desperate to achieve his dream. He never excelled in his graduation years. He never dominated a fight, he never conquered it so that he could stamp his leg on someone chest as his victory symbol. The hero he thought of becoming when he was young had suddenly disappeared from the story. The only thing that was left was his former self, who was broken weak and helpless.
Now the only option Raizon had was to remove the spectral energy before it grabs his body, and finally give up on his dreams that he thought of since his childhood. The dreams that he nurtured from his childhood were getting destroyed right in front of his eyes.