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[19:38] Yawen-An Zhenlin asks, "Victor would you like to spar for a bit?"
[19:38] Victor says, "Sure. I'm up for some sparring."
[19:43] It was midday as Victor and Yawen made their way to the field north of Huangzhou. Once there the two magi parted from one another. Each taking making ready for the spar to come.

As for Victor he had looked to the sky for a moment. This would be the first step in his training to synergize his mana circuits with the flow of ethereal energy.

According to Eidos, his star, doing so during the day would produce the most results. Sparring was also near the top of Victors idea lists. He figured the best way to push his circuits was through rigorous activity.

That in mind he reached for the stick upon his back. Once his hand grasped around it he pulled it forward. Spinning it slightly in his fingers as he did.

"I hope you do not mind me taking this opportunity to test something. Worry not. No extra or unnecessary harm will come to you."

The magus' words were carried on his best assuring tone. He didn't want Yawen thinking he was going tohaul off and try to injury him.
(Victor)
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[19:45] Zhenlin made his way out to the feet as he called down the lightning into his body. He felt his the muscles grown as he started to change, his horns put them from his head. As his tail sprung form his back slamming against the ground, his clawed into the ground as his feet kicked up the dirt as he walked along the grass.

It used to take him sometime to get used to that feeling of power, that grace from a dragon to use his bloodline but now it was second nature to his actions. He grabbed his blade resting it on his shoulder as he looked at the young man and took his stance. His eyes changing to look like those that he called the power from. "It is the purpose of my generation to push the younger ones to reach higher. I can take the blows. Come."
(Yawen-An Zhenlin)
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[19:55] The mage watched as the lightning arched about Yawens frame. He also watched as the tail and horns formed about the elders frame. A bit of a smile taking his expression.

Upon hearing Yawens words Victor nodded. Drawing a deep breath he readied himself for the coming spar. As they began he dashed back and cast forth a bit of fire magic!

It wrapped around Yawens key movement areas. Restricting his movement ever slightly.

There after the two were back and forth all over the field! A showing of fire, cosmic and gravitational magic from Victor. All while Yawen charged forward with the might and experience of the blade.

While the two began to battle Victor tried to do as his star instructed. Trying to clear and calm his mind while he and his opponent swapped attacks. The idea was if Victor was able to achieve a cleared state of mind when fighting, then he would be able to fully synergize his mana circuits with the flow of Eidos' ethereal energy.

But,such was easier said than done! Despite his best efforts Victor found himself falling short of any sort of real progress. Nay. He felt no difference in himself or the area around himself.

As they continued to fight, and as Victor continued to try and clear his mind, the first round was brought to an end as Victor leapt forward on a wave of fire! The flames crashed into Yawen and caused him to back off if only temporarily.

During which time Victor had hovered back a few feet as well. He didn't say anything. Nay, he simply readied himself for the next round. Taking a deep breath and yet again trying to clear his mind.
(Victor)
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[19:57] Zhenlin picked himself up off the ground as he rolled back up to his feet he was getting slower in his old age. The young one was good, he was able to control the area that he fought in, but he still remember when the young master could have done the same.

If he was getting slower then he would just need to push the body more he had the blessing of a Divine Dragon in his body he was not going to fail it not now. He picked his sword up off the ground as he looked at the man once again keeping the blade level with his eyes as he started to breath. Pushing the air down into his muscles as he ran his finger along the metal. Shenlong tested all those that wished to be one of his wardens well he did when he begun the line that made him.

His iris changed as the lightning ran though the muscle and his vison changed. He was making the body take the strain, he would endure and he would survive. Letting the breath escaped his lungs as he felt the lightning run down his blade, widen is stance. His hands wrapping around the blade has the lightning danced along his scales.

He was not just a man, he was not just a Drakanite he was Yawen-An Zhenlin a child of the thunder and a man of the faith. There was a tint to his lightning as he looked at the man, a slight blue as he stood ready unmoving as the energy ran along him. "Shall we then?"
(Yawen-An Zhenlin)
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[20:06] During that second round Victor found himself focusing more on trying to clear his mind than the spar.

Back and forth the two magi battled. Swapping attacks as they went.

As Victor tried to clear his mind further he found himself missing attacks while taking more attacks! This wasn't like him, yet, it was what was happening.

That aside the mage felt no further progress at all. Nay, instead he felt as though he had taken a step back. At the end of the spar it was a dashing attack that bested the mage!

As the sword smacked against him Victor was dropped to the ground. Holding onto his side the mage cast his eyes skyward.

"What am I doing wrong Eidos?"

He questioned out loud. There after he picked himself up from the ground. A second later and Victor was hovering up from the grass.

"Alright then Yawen. Once more hm?"

Questioning the elder. A second later and he closed his eyes. Drawing a deep breath in before slowly exhaling. Upon opening his eyes Victor dashed forward!
(Victor)
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[20:07] Zhenlin had watched the man there was a reason that he sent the lightning to his eyes so they would look at the boy like those of the divine. It was because he could see more when he moved, Shenlong created the first storm and rest on the cloud. He borrowed the grace and force it into his eyes as he breathe so he saw what the young one was doing and he moved as he should remember the duels that had come before in his life. So he left his claws dig into the earth as he moved he stepped with the force of the thunder and the grace of lightning. This time it was him that had remained standing when the other fell, the grass was a bit scorched around his feet as he kept the energy on his skin.

He took another breath as he took his stance the dragon had brought him this far he will see it to the end. “Once more.”

(Yawen-An Zhenlin)
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[20:09] Yawen-An Zhenlin says, "yea"
[20:09] Yawen-An Zhenlin says, "omit"
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[20:28] This time as Victor and Yawen went at one another Victor seemed in a much more centered state. The thoughts of researching the monasteries, progressing in his training, helping Waydelle, the war between Huangzhou and Dawn, all of those things and more began to simply fade to the back of his mind.

As this happened something else began to occur around Victor.

Small and very thin, almost impossible to see to the untrained eye, trails of ethereal energy began to swirl toward Victor. It was harder to see what was happening to this energy the closer ones eye drew to Victor. But, it was more or less absorbing into the ethereal mana that belonged to Eidos!

Inside of Victor he felt something odd happen with his circuits. In that moment he felt as though they were working of their own free will. That said, Victor fought as though he could read every movement Yawen was going to make before he made it.

Be it that or simply luck, but Victor went through the third round more or less unscathed. At the end of the spar the cosmic mage lifted his right hand and aimed toward Yawen. As the male was readying himself for an attack Victor curled his fingers into a tight fist!

In that instant the gravity around Yawen compressed. Tightening in around his frame and locking him in place. Causing a great amount of pain while it lasted. Which was only a few seconds given Victor released the spell almost as soon as it had formed.

All the while, the streams of light ethereal mana continued to pull and absorb into the abundant star mana around him.

A few seconds after having released the attack Victor had hovered back. Continuing to remain in place the mage lifted his hands. Looking them over as if trying to examine them himself.

'Very good Victor. To achieve the state of mind required you must not force it. You must instead allow it to happen of its own accord. Continue to train, push yourself each time you make progress.'

Eidos' words echoed in his mind as they always did when the star spoke to Victor. His sky blue hues shifted to sky and in that instant the thin lines of ethereal mana pulling toward Victor faded. In the seconds that followed Victor spoke.

"Thank you Yawen for the opportunity to spar with you again. It has opened my mind to several revelations."
(Victor)
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[20:29] He gathers Dinji's plants.
(Zhao Sun)
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[20:30] Zhenlin pulled himself from the ground as he got back to his feet, his body was hurting a bit but he was fine for the most part. He had felt worst pain in his life and handing this little bit was really anything but he was disappointed to see how much slower he had gotten over the years. It seemed those years in Dawn had taken as much as it had given to him. Pulling himself to his feet as he rolled his neck and sucked down a mouthful of air pushing it through his body as he walked to his blade. His tail reach down and picking the weapon off the ground as he strapped it back to his waist. It was always nice to feel the weapon on him he had gotten it just when he needed it and well he was a part of him now after all those years just like the religion was.

He turned back to the young boy even as the lightning ran over his scales. It seemed that he was still on the path forward that needed to be taken, he's faith in the divine was strong. But he was getting slower in his age,he wiped that idea from his mind what he no long had in muscle he made up for in experience. He had spent his life training those that needed it for battle, he had seen wars and raids. He would never stop until the dream was realized the religion remembered in the town that he had once called home. They will remember what Shenlong did for the emperor and those that fought for him in the beginning.

He flicked his blade so that dirt flew off before begin hit by an arc of the lightning turning it to dust in the air. As he slowly let go for the breath that he was pushing through his muscles, he stayed changed in the partial image of the divine. Turning his eyes on the young boy, he could feel it in bones form the tips of his horns down to the end of his tail. There was a change on the winds of the storms, he could hear it. The clash of thunder the feeling of lightning in the air on his scales. The lightning ran along his skin a trick that he had picked up in dawn to used the graceof a divine to reinforce the body to make it strong and so it healed faster as he energy jumped started the process.

Zhenlin looked to the sky before he spoke as if he was listening to something, a sound that moved high above him."It is the purpose of the old to help the young."
(Yawen-An Zhenlin)
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