Phantasm 2A.5

"Well I am sorry that they didn't really inform you of the situation before putting you through all of that but that is why I am here with you now," Gesturing out the window she points up the long driveway to a mansion that they had begun to pull into. The front of the mansion was at least eight rooms wide, three stories tall at the center and two tall in the wings with a single tall tower coming out the far right side. The whole thing was rather magnificent. Pulling to a stop a man in a blue European suit opens the door and opens the door for the two of them. Gage climbs out first, holding his hand back to help Elan out but still looking over the massive building.

"You live here?" set just beyond the side walk the mansion is even larger now that he is closer to it, its tall walls and tower towering over him like it was trying to intimidate him. The white of the stone of the walls all seemed to almost glow in the setting sun, the light being just enough to highlight the walls and make it almost a supernatural building. Along its front wall underneath the windows a long row of bushes cut evenly seem to protect the house from the world like a wall. Inside the tall double windows massive blue curtains are tied with a golden rope, strung back to let in the setting sun.

Elan, taking the lead, starts up the sidewalk to the house passing a bird bath with some small koy fish swimming about in the water. Shooting water from his hand in the middle of the small bird bath a kneeling statue of a man holds his hand out over the water, keeping the water circulating.

"You found a way around Phantasm? What does that even mean? There is a way to use Soul Communication without interacting with the souls of other items?" It didn't make sense to Gage. The whole point of soul Communication was that you needed a soul to interact with in the first place.

"No, there is no way to use Soul Communication without the souls of other items so we have spent a good amount of time figuring out how to fight him. We use our own souls. They cant be subdued by his powers and we always have access to them." Walking farther into the room she weaves some bookshelves and gets to a large clearing in the middle of the room. The floor, painted with a red pentagram of some kind, is tiled in a circular pattern that matches the painted design. "These techniques have been passed down through the generation for being able to fight him in particular and this is where all that knowledge and training is kept. Until my great grandfather figured out how to do these things we were forced to fight him with just weapons and armor, the death toll being heavy on us. This though has started to turn the tide."

Gage stops for a moment, something sounding wrong with what she said. "Wait, you said that you developed these techniques to fight him but this was designed by your great grandfather? How old it that thing? Phantasm?" Elan pulls a worn book off a nearby shelf and sets it on a nearby table, flipping through the pages while she talks.

"Phantasm is hundreds of years old. We don't know a lot about him or where he is from but we do know that he is not human. What ever he is, he is dangerous and he works for Char." Finding what ever page she was looking for she takes a seat in a chair at the table. Flipping to the next page she looks over them both before backing up a page again and looking over what she just read again.

Gage was actually get a bit excited. One of the Representatives from Polarity had told him that he was starting to lack in his Reiryoku techs area and that it was going to start costing his proficiency points but the opportunity to get that right now seemed like an amazing opportunity. Elan places one hand on her stomach and one palm on her forehead, speaking quietly to herself before a clear white bubble started to emerge from her head and grow large enough to fill the inside of the circle but not grow larger than the pentagram on the ground. Gage watches, curious as to what she was doing when she steps out of the circle, faster than his eyes could follow. It was not a stepping technique, it was something faster, it was honestly like she had literally sped herself up to a blinding blur.

"Well that should do it. We only have four days to get this down and it can take weeks to get the kind of training that you need. That being the case I have put this up. Its called a stasis spell. It only works on way lines and while its up it completely seals all my Reiryoku powers away, Fullbring included but while standing inside it the time will pass nearly thirty five time faster. That means if we work hard for the next two to four days we can get you about three or four months of decent training." Elan walks back to the book and closes it pushing it aside.

"Your files says that you have recently unlocked your own Reiryoku but you have yet to learn any of the actual techniques correct?" Taking a seat she crosses her legs and looks back at Gage. She had lost a lot of the mystery that Gage saw in her earlier, being less of a pretty girl and more of a instructor or teacher.

Gage was at a loss, he could not feel his own energy, his ability to sense energy fogged over by the massive amount of Reiatsu that the Way point was putting off. Closing his eyes he focus's trying to get a clear view of the energy in the orb with him. While the energy was everywhere it was ambient, floating all around him like smoke from a fire. Doing what he would have done to get his energy moving if he could feel it he draws it out and into a circle around his hand, making the energy make laps the size of a basket ball. Where his energy would have been circling his hand the energy from the Way point instead circles, mimicking the motions.

"This must have been what she meant that the energy of the way point is used instead of your own. Controlling the circling energy was not hard, normally the energy being used in this fashion requiring you to multitask. One part being consistently supplied by the user and the other half being properly manipulated to produce the desired effect. It was actually a little easier than if he had to do it on his own, the lack of his own energy allowing him to focus on his technique of extinction rather than on the strength of the technique. Tightening the circle he shrinks the circling energy so that it was smaller and smaller, shrinking down to a softball then down to a baseball. Just the concentration of shrinking the sphere was taxing, having to push it smaller and smaller until it was the size of a golf ball. Floating this energy at the tip of his finger he was not sure how to make two of these things, just maintaining the first one being difficult.

Struggling to his feet Gage stands up, catching his breath as the blast knocked the air out of him. Dusting himself off he coughs a bit and laughs," That was a first. I can't remember the last time that doing something wrong meant that you might blow up." Shaking his right hand he tries to get the feeling back into his fingers as the blast hand made them numb.

"What did you do wrong? I told you; two spheres, same size, opposite directions so that they grind and then flame. Once you have the flame put more energy into it and control the flame. That is it. It is so simple. I don't even know how you managed to get yourself blown out of the orb. Get in there and try again. Go, I don't even want to hear it. Shoo," bustling him away she nearly pushes him into the orb to get back at it.

Stumbling into the white fog of energy again Gage finds himself alone, looking out of the orb at a semi frozen Elan standing there with her arms still up from pushing him in. Laughing he concentrates, taking all the time he needs to get this one right. Creating two orbs simultaneously he holds them at arms length and pushes energy into them slowly while he simultaneously shrinking them, speeding up the rotation at the same time so that they are down to the size of a golf ball. Putting his hands together with the orbs at his finger tips he watches them touch, yellow sparks of energy flying off them. They were not spinning fast enough...separating his hands he tightens the rotating orbs and makes them spin faster and faster, so fast that there would have been no way for him to stop them without just letting them go.