Mark of the Fool 7: A Progression Fantasy Epic by J.M. Clarke

Author:J.M. Clarke [Clarke, J.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aethon Books
Published: 2024-05-15T00:00:00+00:00

There was a time when Alex Roth was obsessed with teaching Claygon to juggle.

It had all started one quiet evening when he’d passed a young busker on a street corner who balanced on a ball while juggling wooden pins for coin tossed into a bucket beside him.

At first, Alex had to get rid of strong feelings of contempt at the thought of juggling. Since getting Marked, juggling had been something he’d decided never to have anything to do with. He knew why the activity felt very foolish to him, like he’d be admitting defeat to Uldar’s demands if he learned the skill.

He’d firmly stuck to his decision for a long time—despite being around jugglers at Patrizia DePaolo’s ball and other celebrations and festivals. But that was up until the very first time he’d fought alongside Guntile. The mercenary was a badass through and through, watching her juggle her explosive stones made Alex forget his prejudice against juggling.

Suddenly, he was able to see the skill in a whole new light and—soon after he got back to Generasi—he’d decided to give it a try, and by using the Mark, he’d learned how to juggle three balls in less than a few hours.

Within a few days, he’d become as good as the professional jugglers at Patrizia DePaolo’s ball. And he wanted more. He wanted to do something more meaningful with his newfound skill. Maybe use it as a stress reliever while he juggled school, business, the possible betrayal of his old god, and trying to empower a new god.

And then he’d decided to teach Claygon.

“You’ll be great at it!” he’d promised, shoving some large discs into his golem’s hands. “You’ve got four arms! Four!”

“Father… I am no… master of dexterity…” The golem had looked at the discs reluctantly. “Don’t bother wasting… your time!”

“Nonsense, buddy!” Alex had chuckled, now completely obsessed with a four-armed Claygon that could juggle. “Juggling is not only about dexterity. There’s some coordination, sure, but it’s more about practise and patience! And you have loads of both!”

“Al… alright… I will try… Father…” The golem had said with very little enthusiasm.

It had taken a while—especially since Alex couldn’t dedicate too much time to teaching Claygon—but he’d eventually picked it up. He wasn’t the most skilled juggler in the world, even with four arms, but he still managed to rotate the discs from hand to hand, while tossing them in the air.

In short, that was how Claygon was able to know how to juggle his opponent in his third match.

“Father… look!” the golem said proudly. “Only two hands!”

His top pair of limbs were busily juggling a several ton iron golem as though it weighed no more than a few waterskins.

“You know, that line only sounds impressive when it’s coming from someone like you,” Alex murmured as the crowd’s roars of laughter echoed through the arena.

Claygon and Alex’s third match was off to a rousing start.

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