- ''Master Odus, why are you talking us within the forest and not on the temple training grounds? I thought you said we would be doing physical training?''
The young boy had eventually stopped in the middle of the woods with the other students, getting the curious glares of the other children. It was one of those sunny days, those who energize and inspire those nature lovers to do something of their day. Little did they know, Modakra had reserved a special something for the students, but he had just told them this would be a stroll in the forest. None had questioned the change in the schedule, as Master Odus was known within the temple grounds for his remarkable lessons in martial arts and in the philosophy of a serene life. Many before him had succeeded in teaching such lessons, but none better than the one known as the Wind of the Mountains. And so the day had simply started a little differently.
The group had stopped to glare at the young boy who questioned the walk and then had turned to the leader of the expedition. The tall man turned to them with a light and kind smile, resting a hand on his hip. Modakra always stood up straight, showing no sign of weakness of fatigue and that day, there came no exception. He looked up into the leaves of the trees, lush and lively, and breathed in slowly. He seemed so relax and serene, slightly impressing the children. He then dropped the hand and started stretching his arms out, the cracking of bones audible to the young.
‘’Well students, I’ve decided to have an endurance training for this beautiful day. Not a cloud in the sky, no hindrance for the sun to illuminate the sky. It gave me an idea… But we must keep moving on. We’re no at my destination yet.’’
The Master spoke with a light and soothing voice, no presence of hesitance or secrecy. The young students who had joined him simply looked at each other, both excited and slightly curious onto what they would be doing for a training of constitution. These types of lessons had only recently been starting to appear within the schedule, as they were starting to hit an age where he could develop it properly. Students ranging from 10 to 16, still not considered adults in the society of the mountains, but still with a mature heart.
And so the group moved along through the woods, a simple strode for most. Modakra showed no sign of giving them the answer until they would reach their destination. The march lasted maybe three hours, some getting bored, others just loving the beautiful scenery around them… and then Modakra ceased walking to turn around to the children once more. He immediately caught their attention and saw them paying careful attention.
‘‘In just a few hundred meters, we will be entering a training ground used years ago by my family. It was tradition to bring the children of my family here for occasional training… I’ve decided, with permission of my elders, to bring you there.’’
The children were awed by what he had spoken about. The Odus family have been known to be the best martial artist of the Mao Temple that was situated at the base of the mountain. The Mao temple on top of the mountain was one which only a few chosen could go. Master Odus had gone for two years before returning, completely changed, a new man. His attitude hadn’t changed much, but his body had become a temple, life burning within his eyes. Excited, the children actually accelerated the pace, hoping to be able to start the lesson as soon as possible. Master Odus followed the motion and jogged with them to the ground.
Upon arrival, the kids were guided upon a simple stone floor in the middle of nowhere, about one hundred feet by one hundred feet. Trees surrounded the outside, but there seemed to be nothing special. The children were slightly confused, as they thought there would be something special. They turned to their teacher for guidance in this odd situation, in which he simply smiled and moved upon the stone floor, breathing in deeply. He simply lifted his eyes to the skies once more and laughed lightly.
''Start you usual warm-ups; I will be back within the hour. I have to do something before we start the endurance training.''
And Modakra moved across the stone ground to enter the forest once more, knowing the children would do as he said with arguing. He had arranged another special surprise, and his family was a little further, waiting for him. It was the first day he would start teaching them how to utilize the spiritual energy within them, but kept it a secret. And so he started a smooth run across the forest ground, as light as a feather. He seemed to avoid any obstacles without effort and simply going along, but during that run, he noticed something out of place. Colors flashed to him that was out of décor…
Coming to a slow halt within his run, he spotted the anomaly a few feet away. Instantly shocked by the few, he approached what seemed to be an unconscious body. He could already tell she wasn’t breathing; the wind couldn’t pick up any. Worried, he quickly came to the body of the young lady and knelt beside her, putting a finger to her neck… And it felt out of place. The lady’s skin felt quite hard, almost like steel… and he also took notice of what seemed like wings. It didn’t make sense… She also had a shield and a weapon and weren’t marked by any blood, nor did she seem to have any wounds. Slightly disturbed by this discovery, he put his right thumb right under the jaw bone, near his neck and pressed hard on it. If she would be alive, she would have an automatic feeling of discomfort and pain… enough to stimulate the unconscious mind.