Wesley fought with the dummy for weeks without winning a single battle. The only upside to these battles was that he gained a small understanding in the sword art. At the beginning he would lose within a few strikes from the dummy but as Wesley continued fighting and meditating, his battle instincts improved and he could currently hold up on his own for longer periods.
"boom' Wesley's body made a dull sound as it fell down after being kicked by the dummy. He quickly pushed himself up and moved away from its attacking range.
His chest felt sore and was aching but since he had gotten used to this kind of pain, he only frowned and didn't make any sound. Another upside to this was that whenever he would eat the fruit that Tresse provided, he would heal in minutes. This gave him courage and strength to continue fighting.
He went into the stone house while rubbing his chest and picked up a small reddish brown fruit that had just appeared on the stone table as he entered and popped it into his mouth. It was slightly tangy but Wesley did not care about its taste just that it filled his stomach for the whole day and healed his body of all injuries he got while fighting.
After he felt the pain disappear he called out to Tresse.
'Tresse, please take me to the enlightenment space.'
'You have not been to that space in a long while, are you ready to complete the pattern?' Tresse asked the boy.
'Yes, I am ready' Wesley answered him with a blinding smile. To Wesley, after meditating everyday for a while, he realized that his progress in the formation of the patterns was becoming harder, so out of frustration he had decided not meditate for some time.
After explaining this to Tresse, the skeleton actually agreed to the suggestion and told him to only meditate when he felt he had accumulated enough from fighting. When he tried it out, he was surprised to get new insights about the sword art and the formation of the pattern increased in speed.
And after this bout of fighting with the dummy, even if he did not win, he felt that he was on cusp of success. Tresse snapped its fingers and they disappeared.
As soon as Wesley appeared in the enlightenment space, he went straight towards the destruction stele and sat down cross legged. He put the first sword onto his lap and closed his eyes. If you could see the first pattern on the sword, you would see that it was almost done, it was just remaining with one line for the pattern to be completely formed.
Wesley started practicing his technique and the soul in his mind palace opened its eyes and let out a hum.
The bead that had not absorbed aura for a long time was like a greedy cat that had seen a bowl of catnip in front of it.
The sword pattern lit up and started resonating with the not fully formed pattern in Wesley's mind palace. The last line became clearer and clearer as the bead absorbed more aura being released by the stele.
'click' Wesley heard a soft sound like something had finally found its place. The final line finally became clear and pasted itself onto the bead and with the connection with the other lines, a small pattern depicting destruction was formed on the bead. This happened at the same time as the sword pattern was also finally formed and lit up. The sword let out a hum and stilled.
The bead in his mind palace stopped rotating and also stilled. The pattern was more complicated than that of the sword pattern and it only filled up a small bit of the bead. The bead then started to rotate at higher speed and started absorbing the destruction aura but this time the aura had spirit. It was absorbing spiritual aura of the destruction rule. And as this spiritual aura was being absorbed, the stele vibrated and let out a soft hum. It was like water being added into a pot of hot oil, the entire space became rowdy as spiritual aura belonging to the destruction rule pushed the rest of the auras away like a bully.
Wesley's body absorbed this spiritual energy or aura and his body cells had a tinge of brown due to its infusion. His body stats increased gradually and what he did not realize was that as the spiritual energy entered his body and infused into his blood and cells, it was growing in size and height but slowly.
The soul in his mind palace also absorbed this energy and its body also increased in size and height.
When Wesley felt the bead had been filled enough, he stopped running the technique and opened his eyes.
He felt more strength running through his body and felt ecstatic. What made him proud was that the first pattern on the first star or bead in his mind palace had been truly formed.
With this happiness, Wesley just felt that the only problem he had right now was his robes were feeling tighter than before. He stood up and looked at him self and let out a shout in surprise.
'What?'
His body had increased to two meters in height and his girth had also a slight increase, that is why he had felt a little bit constrained in his robes.
'Tresse? .Wesley called out in panic.