Chapter 327 - Self Control Training(1)

Commander Alia has brought in new information to the Grand Masters, it was best for her to describe them due to the language differences. She spoke to them about the Inner Demons and how the Calidum Lutum originate around it.

Now considering the sudden impact of facts, the Grand Masters tried to shift their traditional training methods just a little bit so it meets the terms of self control. Even thousands of years of knowledge can be shifted for the better if stronger methods are introduced.

Due to obvious reasons, books aren't available in this underground domain. So unlike what process a Hatchling would go through Fire Controlling, Lava Blasters/Controllers (Both terms are acceptable.) go through physical training instead of mental.

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"Are you fall young Golden Blood?" Kazer asked, trying to tease the young Electus and his capability to handle the training that was given to him.

"I can do this all day." Eric spoke with a mumble, but quite the opposite was close to falling down.

The exercise, is much like touching his toes. His h.i.p.s are raised high and his hands are just two feet away from his toes. You might ask how this training exercise would give one self control, since it neccesarily mixes with patience and physical strength.

It is explainable, this trains discipline which is a strong shade of self control. It is difficult, tiring, can make you dizzy but it is in a way teaching him self control, not allowing himself to drop down is self control although circulated around ego.

It is hard to put in to word, but when taunts are mixed with it, it makes a whole lot more sense. 4 of the Grand Masters can't taunt him by word, but they found new methods.

A prime way is to tip Eric over. For example, Xalk would walk over gently kick him head in to Lava. This method was obviously not used on anyone before since anyone else (Including the Grand Masters.) Falling in lava, would burn up. But for young Eric, it works.

"Good. Because we do all day." Kazer continued, and with a light push he tipped Eric over and threw him in Lava.

How would this help? Well apart from trying to control his own form, people come ruin that form completely. Most would be steaming mad about it and loose control, attack even.

Eric in a way can attack them, but in another way can't. Sure he is powerful enough to put up a fight, but is it a good idea? Horribly no, he would be torched like a fish stick thanks to the unholy amount of lava from 5 sides.

The debating thoughts in his mind, are giving him discipline and furthermore self control. Because he is using reasoning instead of howling from the top of his lungs like a Boar. He is using reasoning although the Grand Masters in a way aren't through this form of training.

Without throwing a tantrum (This time.), Eric swam out of the Lava and continued to do his assigned training. Stretching a little at first to slightly tame his sore muscles, he bent down, touching his toes first and afterwards moving his hands 2 feet away from his toes.

In aims of taunting him further, Laza walked closer towards Eric. She is an over achiever, the youngest of the five, has muscles as big as Eric's waist and most importantly she has no sense of personal space.

How would it help here? Well nobody likes their personal space invaded, but Eric hates it on another level. First, she just walks close to him and starts rubbing her toes around his neck, even pinching his neck with them.

What does this teach? Consequences! For example if her over reacts or makes her angry, his neck can snap. A great way of taming the Inner Demon specializing in self control, is to consider what would happen if he did this and that.

Seeing that the little toe rub won't break him, she just laid down on her side here in the walk way close to Eric. Putting her arm close to his head, specifically her bicep and in that way irritating him.

Every time she flexes her muscles, her bicep hits Eric's head and does two things to poke his self control. It can knock him down and it keeps invading his personal space.

This trick has made Eric tip over countless times so far, so she keeps using it regardless of who bizarre and unusual it is. The aim here is to try and temper his control, some of these training methods are old but Laza specifically started trying this one when she knew that these powers are based on self control.

"Keke fe Motafet Welzer Artej?" Laza spoke, as she continued to bash her bicep on his head with every aim to annoy him.

"What did she say?" Eric asked, with much sweat already breaking from his forehead. One because he is trying to maintain control of his form, two because he is trying to maintain control of his attitude and three because the invasion of personal space is making him very anxious and in some terms shy.

"Will you snap Golden Blood?" Kazer explained, without giving much care if he wants to say this sentence or if he is translating for Laza. He figures that Eric is smart enough to catch on due to the fact that he asked this question.

"The only thing you can make me snap out of, is my form." Eric insisted, this has been a tiring day. This exercise has been going on for 4 hours!

"Alright." Kazer spoke, and gestured for Laza to stop and get back to where she previously sat. She has done an amazing job, and so did the rest of the five. How? We will get in details a bit later.

"Go eat." Kazer tried to explain that Eric is finally given a break.

"Finally!" He gave out a big sigh releasing stress and stood on his feet swiftly. With enthusiasm he asked, "Am I Level 2 now? Am I a Young Cub?"

"No no, you're not close." Kazer broke his spirit, but in another way it is a way of motivation. Lesser individuals would stop by now, but the superior minded would draw motivation from it. "Be back in hour."

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"Welzer Artej!"

"Welzer Artej..."

"Welzer Arej."

Shouted a group of ladies in enthusiasm, once they saw Eric walk by. In the very beginning when he got here about 11 months ago, and today as well. There are teen ladies here who just love him, a lot see him as attractive.

Of course, these teen ladies are around 60-90 years old! Most of them stand 6 feet tall, but there are some who are his size. This is just a completely different world isn't it? One would require to be 300 years old to escape the title of a Teenager and one would require to be at least 60 to escape the title of a child.

They all surrounded him in a hug and almost squeezed the life out of him, but thankfully they've let him go when Commander Alia ran by. Scolding them a little bit but at the same time finding this scene adorable so she didn't go over board with her scolding.

Of course, Eric wasn't quite sure of their age so when Commander Alia asked. "How did it feel like to be hugged by 90 year old ladies?"

"They are 90 years old?" Eric asked in shock and even jumped a little bit, as they walked their way up to the third spiral. "But they look so young!" Afterwards he recalled that 90 year old Ignite ladies would be lucky to live that long, and even if they did they would look very very old and helpless.

"That's considered young here, people aren't considered elders here before being a thousand years old." Commander Alia explained and noticed the amazed look on Eric's face. He looks more happy about the fact that they live this long instead of being happy that girls are going crazy over him. "But the teenagers here are cute aren't they?"

After being asked this little question, he recalled how they look. In the previous circle of girls there, most had a physique almost enough to match Commander Alia. Which says a lot because when she isn't sleeping, eating or baby sitting everyone, she is working out.

As for their facial appearance, they look so youthful and the lava like veins spread randomly around their face just add a lot more beauty to their already beautiful dark toned complexion. Shortly described, they outshine most Ignite teenagers and typically look like well trained Ignite a.d.u.l.ts.

So he answered, "Um yes, very cute and at the same time very different."

Hearing him agree, she decided to tease. "Would Ada like it if you talked about Girls like that?" As if she didn't plant that seed herself.

"Doubtful, she is more excited about them than I am." He replied, and left Commander Alia in a bit of shock, once she got a flashback of Ada admiring Alia's behind through their travel.