From The Ashes of One's Self [OPEN] Nov 30, 2016 7:59:58 GMT
Post by Deleted on Nov 30, 2016 7:59:58 GMT
The namekian's voice echoed towards his surroundings, the trees and rocks reverberating this even further as he stood amongst them, his back arched and face to the sky. lines of stress and irritation expressed across his face as he roared into the sky. The sound would follow into the surrounding area for a matter of minutes before diluting to a nearly silent mute of what it once was. It had been some time since he had last pushed himself to train as hard as he was prior, his muscles remembering how far he had gone before and reminding him of the strength he carried in his body. It was both frustrating and wonderful how far he had come and yet was still unable to push himself beyond this limit, there must have been some detail he was missing that stood between him and further progression into his training.
Suddenly the thought crossed his mind, the opportunity to push himself may lie in the interactions with others once more, as it had in the past with Ayumu and Kaile. He took a stance, his legs spread a few feet apart and his waist bent and his arms prepped at his sides bend to build a center of weight. And the ki charged out quite rapidly as the light green aura rose around him and flickered violently. This release of energy felt invigorating in many ways, but the sheer rush of energy made his blood boil in a variety of good and interesting ways. But this resurgence into what he was used to made him feel great. Now all he could do was wait and hope that others would feel or scan his energy and come... perhaps a spar would arrive in no time.
KP: 3/3 [No Techniques Used]