“So, where do I get a teacher?” Hilda asked as Shila thought for a moment.

  “No clue, you gotta find that by yourself,” Shila said, annoying Hilda slightly.

  “Shame, but kinda expected I suppose,” Hilda said, somewhat disappointed before sighing.

  “No use in standing around here so why not go back to climbing the floors, we’ll eventually meet somebody right?” Hilda said, receiving a shrug from Shila as a response.

  “I suppose so,” Shila said, teleporting them to the 40th floor—A white rood, black lines in the corner, seemingly going up infinitely.

  Notification.

  Avoid the falling blocks.

  “What?” Hilda reads for a moment before looking up and barely dodging an L-shaped block, turned 90 degrees, followed by a 2x2x2 block and a 2x3x2 triangular block.

  “What the hell?” Hilda said, turning to look at Shila who also barely manages to dodge a block.

  “Ever played Tetris?” Shila asked, knowing Hilda has since she only knows about the game from reading Hilda’s mind.

  “Tetris isn’t a survival game, nor is it 3D!” Hilda shouted, dodging a couple more blocks.

  “Well, too bad since the next few levels are ridiculously like games too,” Shila said, deciding to teleport into the territory, leaving Hilda behind,

  “What a loyal ‘daughter’ of mine,” Hilda said softly, somewhat annoyed but not too annoyed due to knowing she would do the same if she were in her situation.

  (}-----An hour later-----{)

  Hilda is still dodging the blocks as they slowly bring her upwards, revealing a ceiling that was hidden with magic before.

  “What is going on, where are the blocks even coming from?” Hilda thought to herself as she saw a block suddenly pass through the ceiling slowly before starting to quickly fall.

  “Oh,” Hilda thought to herself,” but i’ll be crushed at this rate.”

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  “Oh wait, what’s what?” Hilda said softly, squinting to see a small opening at the top of one of the walls, the opening itself also part of the wall instead of the ceiling, much to her relief that life wouldn't be made harder than it already is.

  “Nice… Though that’ll probably be another hour of my time. Teleporting takes too much mana so I probably shouldn’t risk it in case I need to fight I suppose,” Hilda said softly, having long gotten used to speaking to herself.

  (}-----Another hour later-----{)

  “Finally!” Hilda said, entering the opening, finding a tunnel there as she immediately gets attacked, dodging the attack with ease, she checks its status.

  Race: Wind spirit

  Bloodline:Great spirit(1 percent)

  Level: 200

  Stats.

  (0 S) (100 E) (300 A) (400 M)

  “Oh wow, that’s a lot of mana, though it’s a whole hundred levels weaker so it’ll probably be pretty easy,” Hilda said, underestimating the wind spirit as she materialized her sword from her soul and slowly walked towards it unguarded.

  The wind spirit sends a strong gust of wind, as strong as some tornados as Hilda igneous it, simply walking through,

  “Easy, this is going to be like stress relief,” Hilda said, watching it prepare another attack as she stood still.

  “Fine, I’ll take this attc—” Hilda said, getting interrupted as the wind spirit sent her flying out, back onto the blocks which had stopped increasing when she entered the opening.

  “Seriously?” Hilda said, annoyed as she teleports back, intending not to fool around and to just kill it this time.

  As Hilda goes back in, it sent her back out with another attack. This pattern keeps repeating nonstop for the next 20 minutes, annoying Hilda, “that’s it, I’m done.”

  Hilda teleported to the wind spirit as she quickly slashed it, “Finally!” She shouted as she pulled her sword out which was now dripping with a clear whitish blood that seemed oddly glitter, “Alright, time to conti—” Hilda said, getting interrupted as the wind blew out from the wind spirits body, sending her flying further down the tunnel, landing on her head.

  “Ouch…” Hilda said softly, rubbing her head, “That’s a pretty hard floor huh?”

  Hilda continued moving down the tunnel, occasionally finding wind spirits, all of which she killed immediately, not wanting to be sent flying again, eventually finding herself in a square room made of rocks with many massive holes in the ground, walls and ceiling.

  “Huh?” Hilda said, looking around as she suddenly got sent flying up by a sudden gust of wind from the ground beneath before falling and catching herself using spatial magic.

  “What the hell?” Hilda said, annoyed as she looked down, unable to see anything.

  More gusts of wind keep getting sent at Hilda, doing near to nothing at first but slowly draining her mana and eventually causing her to hit her arm, hurting it badly.

  “God! That hurt! What the hell is even attacking me? Shila! I need your help here?” Hilda shouted out, knowing Shila could hear her due being connected.

  “Fine…” Shila said, appearing beside Hilda, “What's the—” Shila said before being sent flying again with Hilda catching her.

  “Oh, I see the problem. Check its status,” Shila said, too lazy to do it herself.

  “What status? There’s nothing at all,” Hilda said, looking around as another gust of wind hit her.

  “The air, just do it,” Shila said as Hilda complied, not expecting any result.

  Race: Wind spirit

  Bloodline:Great spirit(5 percent)

  Level: 400

  Stats.

  (0 S) (300 E) (600 A) (700 M)

  “Where is it?” Hilda asked, looking around to kill it.

  “The air, it became the air. Attack the attack and you can attack it, but it can also dodge so in this current environment, it sucks for you,” Shila said, hating their current situation.

  “God… I really hate hide and seek, especially when my opponent is invisible,” Hilda muttered, being sent flying back into the tunnel alone with Shila by the wind spirit.