Outside of a beautiful and luxurious mansion which seemed to radiant are bright light.
Lason and Cassandra took Lazarus through a long pathway and as they got closer to the mansion the double doors opened and a bunch of maids and butlers headed towards them.
"We greet the young master and lady!" They all announced in unison with their right hand on the their chests.
As Lazarus analyzed all of them in a few seconds a maid appeared infront of them, as if teleporting. She appeared to be a women in her early 50s, her hair and eyes were a muddy Orange color her eyes seemed to be regular so it can be emphasized that she was an Asanbosam. He skin was pale like most vampires, she seemed like the type to do what you asked without batting an eye.
"If I maybe so blunt, but who is the man who's with you and will he be staying with us?"
Cassandra spoke up at that moment. "Oh is miss Ksenia, this is our friend Lazarus and he's going to be staying with us for a while. Please prepare a room for him?"
Miss Ksenia made eye contact with Lazarus for a breath second and answer Cassandra request. "As you wish young miss the room and accommodation will be prepared.. but in the meantime please come in and rest as you appear to be hurt".
Lazarus was pulled by his arms by the twins as in shock at the luxurious and lavish life style his friends live. He wonder in all vampires own homes like this.
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1 hour later
Lazarus was still in a room at was bigger than his last apartment, laying on the nice silk bed sheets. Lazarus closed his eyes and entered his soul world.
When he opened his eyes he was in the colosseum he was in for his first trial, but what was different was the fact that there were countless weapons. Going from swords, halberds, hammers, spears and many more. As he looked around he found Dakarai and a women he had never seen before.
She was beautiful as she possessed black hair with red highlights as if it was the blood of her foes. Her skin was pale white similar to snow, her hands to her shoulders were covered in red tattoos, and Her eyes were a deep red.
Her outfit was a two piece red dress with gold outline on it and thigh stocking that exposed her toes for comfort.
As she look at Lazarus and as she made eye contact with him she appeared infront him. Moving at a speed he could keep up with and before he realized his she was in front of him.
Looking at him like a predator monitoring their prey. At that moment that Dakarai spoke up about this new person.
"Lazarus, I'd like for you to meet Amaris she is the rosary around your neck and she will be training you on weapon mastery.
Even while awestricken Lazarus heard him. "Wait, wait, wait, what do you mean by train me in weapon mastery?" Lazarus asked in confusion.
"You have decent skill in using a weapon but from what I've seen you don't actually have experience using weapons and are mainly a hand to hand combatant. While it is impressive it skill leaves much to be desired.
In the supernatural world you need not only power but skills to cause all you be is someone who relies mainly on their abilities and don't know how to improvise.
So she's going to teach you how to use most of the weapons you see hear and also most of your abilities will be sealed outside of your physical abilities."
"Don't worry this isn't a trail like the last one and you'll be able to comeback and train again and their won't be any consequences aside the pain she'll put you through."
Lazarus looked back at Amaris who hadn't spoken up this entire time. Which triggered his curiosity on her opinion on the situation.
He walked up to her, their eyes locked on each other.
"So want to offer your own opinion on this situation or are you fine with everything that may happen going forward?"
In that moment she open her lips to speak for the first time since Lazarus has been hear. "I will train the prince to be a warrior none can challenge and to be ready for any foe who dares to draw their weapon against you, my prince."
Lazarus scratched the back of his head. "Amaris, I know I'm technically the prince but you don't have to do it okay? Just call me Lazarus or Laz okay?"
She hesitated for a brief moment to speak up but answered him." Yes sir Lazarus."
"Okay, when can we begin?" He asked while grabbing a spear from the ground.
"Whenever you are ready my prince." She manifested a pitch black katana.
At the moment they stood twenty meters away from each other but in the blink of the eyes they appeared infront of each other in the center of the colosseum clashing weapons and letting sparks fly.
Lazarus jumped back and moved forward with a fiery thrusts toward her but she effortlessly dodged them all and sends out an upward slash which sliced him fron his stomach towards his shoulder resulted in a large amount of blood to gush out like a geyser.
And as, Lazarus held his wound he look at Amaris who was looking at him with her empty gaze. "You'll have to learn how to fight without your other abilities i hope your ready for a whole new world of pain."
After she finished her sentence, she rushed towards him getting ready to deliver on those earlier words. She appeared infront of him and delivering a barrage of slashes onto Lazarus who was unable to block or dodge them.
As a result Lazarus was on the floor with cuts and slashes along his body with his left leg cut off, his left arm was barely hanging on by a small piece of flesh, and he received to puncture holes along the right side of his peck and one on his thigh.
As he laid there on the blood soaked ground and look at Amaris with only one thing in his mind. "You expect me to beat her, your kidding right?"