A ferocious look flashed through Ricky's eyes, as he activated his physical strength to fight against the three kinds of powers. He knew that this fight would depend on his pure physique, will, and persistence.
It was dangerous indeed, but Ricky was not afraid to face them head-on.
Honestly, he kind of enjoyed these moments, as they allowed him to grow stronger and better. It was through fights like this that he could attain what he wanted.
The blood-colored wind blades didn't relent with their attacks, continuously attacking him more than eight times. Ricky was now covered in his own blood. Wounds peppered his body from front to back, and blood sluggishly dripped from his veins.
Despite being worse for wear, he was overcome with excitement.
He knew that this encounter would force his physical body to become stronger and that was what he wanted.
Once Ricky escaped from the place, his strength returned at once, and he immediately healed his injuries with his life power. He could easily recover to his peak strength, but he was afraid of exposing his identity if he did this too obviously.
"It looks like the blood-colored wind helped him grow stronger," Laura noted pensively as she studied Ricky intently.
It took half a day before Ricky fully recovered. When he deemed himself well enough, he turned back to the others and said, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting."
"It's okay. You saved our lives. We don't mind waiting for you," answered Laura with a sincere smile.
After that, Ricky handed Laura one of the tokens he retrieved.
"Here you go! I found two tokens, but I hope you won't mind me keeping one for myself," he said uncertainly.
"You're too generous, Soar. You risked your life for these tokens, so we can't just take the tokens from you. Besides, if it weren't for your help, we would not have made it out of that place alive. You can keep them," Laura protested as she fervently shook her head, pushing the token back towards Ricky.
"It's fine. I only needed one anyway, and I don't have anyone else to give this to. I also don't have any intention of trading the token for other stuff, so you can just have it. I believe that it was fate that brought us together today. Just take it and consider it as a gift from a friend.
If you continue refusing it, I'm going to think that you don't want to befriend me because I'm just a kid, or maybe I'm not good enough to be friends with geniuses like you!" Ricky insisted with a friendly smile.
"Ha-ha! I don't think we can call ourselves geniuses in front of you," retorted Laura, laughing lightly. "But, I'm serious. We don't have the right to get that token. If you don't want it, just give it to Audrey!"
At this point, Audrey chimed in to persuade Laura as well, saying, "Just take it, Laura! I only said I wanted my share in the token because I wanted to give it to him."
"Okay, okay. Thanks for this, Soar!" Seeing as both of them wanted her to have it, she finally gave in and accepted the token.
Once everything had been settled, Ricky opted to linger around the area instead of leaving.
His sharp gaze roamed around the area filled with blood-colored wind as if he was looking for something. He must have spotted what he was searching for, as an excited smirk suddenly pulled at the corner of his lips.
Audrey noticed the change in his expression and asked, "What are you planning?"
Of course, Laura and her companions heard her as well, and they all sent curious glances towards Ricky.
'What else is there that is making him excited?' Laura couldn't help but wonder as she shifted her gaze from Ricky to the center of the blood-colored wind.
As her eyes roamed over the otherwise empty area, an idea abruptly popped into her mind, and her wide eyes brightened in astonishment.
"I'm going to take something from that place," Ricky replied with a smirk.
Before he even stopped talking, he activated the eternal power. The eternal power rose, lit up with a golden purple hue and formed a massive hand above his head.
"Go, my hand!" Ricky shouted at the top of his lungs.
At once, the golden purple hand flew towards the center of the hurricane-like wind.
Of course, the blood-colored wind tried to stop the hand's attack, but the wind wasn't strong enough, as the golden-purple hand contained a massive amount of eternal power.
A few moments later, as the dust settled after the attack, the golden-purple hand slowly opened up. In its palm was a square blood-colored stone that was emitting a crimson light.
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