14 And final fire slash phase

unsheates his sword, he had a cold and determined look on his face , something had irritated him today and he was feeling extra confident and motivated in finally realizing his technique , the boy held onto the katana's hild tightly with his right hand as he performed the half-seal for tiger with the left one.

"Huuugh..." he'd mutter as he closed his eyes , he was pretty much used to molding katon chakra in his stomach and the results had payed off , it took him a few minutes less than the baby-steps he used to do when he first started to perfect this jutsu, his gut warmed up nicely as he felt the heat bulge up, the boy would let it travel towards his chest and then into his dominant arm, the very same one that held the sword.

The training of this right-arm tenketsu was way better than his left one, much more practice had been put into it and the boy finally had a grasp of what it was like to infuse a steel weapon with one's own elemental affinity , the case for Soryen being fire.

After a brief moment the razor's edge of the brown-haired boy's katana began to take on a red colour as steam began evaporating from it, two seconds later the top started emmiting a large amount of sparks before finally bursting into asmall flame.

Soryen gritted his teeth before focusing his chakra even more , the middle section of the sword and the top were fully ingulfed in a bright flame, quite ordinary from a normal one you'd see in an accidental forest fire, no this one was molded through chakra and even someone with the slight knowledge would know that.

"Oraaah!" he yelled as he swang his katana horizontaly in the air ,the flame quickly seperated itself from the blade as it traveled in a linear fashion infront of him , luckily there weren't such tall trees in its radius and it didn't catch anything on fire, the flame evaporated after traveling a few feet, imagine what this would do to an actual person or even the biology of the land? Quite a fearsome technique.

"Yes!" Soryen thought to himself as he squeezed the hand that casted the seal in happiness, the boy had finally created a technique of his own.