Inner Demons

Listening to his son speak only for a moment he would put a smile on his face. That was more like it, he wanted the boy to show his nice side- although it may have been a bit too late, seeing how first impressions mean everything in a friendship. His point would only be proven after hearing the girl sit next to him instead of his son. For the moment he would be silent, waiting to hear Dante make a snappy remark only to smile in the silence. The boy chose to simply start the lesson, accepting Bevolts choice respectfully.

Good, he was learning.

Slowly clasping his hands together Kaiza would take in a deep breath before speaking in a quite tone. His voice still showing a bit of power behind it as he spoke... but still quite nonetheless. "Alright, you two have the 'silence' part down. Now, what I want you both to do is focus on breathing in... and out... in... and out, slowly just like that." He said as he did the same to demonstrate.

"You must learn how to clear your mind slowly, which I am sure you both know how to do. Seeing how I have taught you that much, Dante. And I do remember Bevolt here saying that she wanted to get back to her meditation. So, with that being said, I will give you both a few minutes to clear your minds."

In total he would have given them about ten minutes before continuing to speak, this time in a whisper.

"Now that we have moved passed that, envision yourself stepping out of your own body. Keep your eyes closed and your breaths steady for this." He said before a warmth slowly flowed out from the man. "Do not open your eyes, alright?" Both of the children would be able to feel as if weight was being lifted from them. The feeling of being protected would surround their being as he let his sacred power slowly encase them in a protective shield, canceling out any outside noise by at least sixty percent.

Slowly but surely the man would open his own eyes. His sacred winds slowly lifting him from the ground without making a noise. He would allow his sacred abilities to hold himself in the air, mimicking levitation as his body turned to face them. He would now be sitting lotus style in the air. Once he starts speaking, they would be able to tell that he was now in front of them.

"Alright, when you both feel as if you have physically left your bodies, give me a nod, and do not say anything."
(Kai Malakia)
Bevolt exhaled loudly and simply followed the steps, knowing how to meditate already and yet deciding to do as she was told to avoid appearing rude or perhaps ruining good relations with her new family. She breathed slowly in a manner that would prove her ability to meditate, taking a moment before nodding towards Kai as more scales began to cover her body.
(Bevolt)
He listened in on the words spoken by his father.  The man was very wise after all.  He had seperated from his family for nearly two decades simply to indulge in the fruits of knowledge.

As the instructions were given he'd inhale slowly and hold it before releasing.  He repeated the breathing exercise several times with his eyes closed.  Finally he felt the embrace of the Sacred energy.  The voice of his father and he began to focus further on the teachings the man had bestowed upon him in the past.

After several long minutes he'd feel himself lifting a bit and simply nodded his head, no words were spoken and the nod was very subtle, but if Kai paid attention he'd notice it.
(Dante Malakia)
His legs would slowly stretch out before lowering themselves to the floor as he watched the two nod. He would notice that Bevolt's drakanite features would begin to show more and more as she slowly slipped into meditation with scales appearing on her skin.

Interesting.

Now turning his head to look over to his son he wouold notice the boy giving a subtle nod. He smiles for a moment seeing that both of them knew how to focus, no matter how much they went at each others necks. This was good.

He begins to walk around them slowly, observing their posture as they slowly drifted away. "Now, what I want you to do is picture yourself in nothing but a void. Watch as everything around you fade away. The pictures on the wall... the chairs... the tables... and then the walls themselves. And finally the ceiling, and the floors." He said before stopping in front of them once more.

"Picture yourself standing in a land of nothingness. This is pushing all thoughts to the side, clearing your mind so that you can escape this plain of existence and step into the next. You need not give a not this time, for this will be far more challenging and will need every ounce of focus possible." He said before falling silent.
(Kai Malakia)
With her wings warping around her body the young pureblood exhaled quietly just as her hand relaxed, her expression claming and becoming blank, without emotions just as her mind cleared out of everything in slow pace, piece by piece she cleared her throughts until deeply within her own mind she ended up alone, surrounded by void, something that she had difficulty with understanding as there was no light or darkness with nothing but her own self remaining in place.

While within her mind she remained alone on the outside her own body began to take on more defensive position, making it clear how deeply she ventured into her mind and how well attuned her body became to the process just as most of her skin at this point would have appeared to be covered in scales with wings working as additional shield for her while she meditated.
(Bevolt)
He listened to the voice that had guided him his whole life.  Sometime kind, sometimes harsh, always stern.  The instructions were given and he knew what he needed to do.  It was obvious to himself, and likely any other Urayan, he'd pray.

Small words echoed through his mind as he delivered a silent prayer to his god.  He sought victory in this endeavor and he knew that it'd require him to try his best, but he was.  He always did.  Caendr was not a pair of legs that would do the walking for you, but rather a crutch to aid you when you needed support.  A crutch that would not simply do the work for you but if you did the work yourself, well he was kind enough to offer you his blessings of luck and victory if you had earned it.

Suddenly the chairs would fade.  The tables would darken into nothing ness... The walls slowly began to blink out of existence.  Though he couldn't get the roof above his head, nor the floor that he rested on to vanish... He tried, more and more but it wasn't working... He kept his breathing steady then suddenly he felt it...

Caendr was certainly responsible... He knew it had to be his god as he felt the warm embrace clearing his mind further... The ceiling was gone before he knew it.. And following closely behind was the slowly fading floor.  Though once in the void he couldn't help but feel... Odd...
(Dante Malakia)
The Urayan would watch as the young purebloods wings slowly hid herself from the world. He'd give a little smile before turning his head over towards his son, seeing the calmed expression he gave, showing that the both were successful.

"Good good, now that you both have completed step one, we will be moving on to step two." He whispered. It was a good thing they both had a little bit of meditation in their background because if not, then it would be impossible for either of them to get this far... but now, the challenge comes.

"Alright, now that you have succeeded, picture your worst fear... something even more terrible than what you have already been through if possible. Imagine conquering said fear... imagine erasing that fear from existence, only then will you be able to move on to the next step." He added before falling silent.

Would they be able to complete this part without being held down by their fears?
(Kai Malakia)
The young Malakia child wrinkled his brow slowly as he heard the next instruction delieverd to him.  His greatest fear?  That was an easy one.  He knew what that was without a moment's thought.

Though as the images came to mind his jaw tightened.  He saw a man, pierced with blades... Swords through his gut, a spear piercing straight through his chest and another digging through his ribs, skewering him sideways.  A plethora of daggers in the warrior's back and then came an axe, cleaving the head off of the man's shoulders.

His eyes shot open and he stumbled backwards and got to his feet, walking away from the two of them.  He had failed his father's instructions.... But the death of Kaiza was far more than he could handle.  It was a thought he couldn't bare and he wouldn't.  He wasn't yet ready to overcome that fear.  He was too young.  It was too brutal... Too cruel.

He moved to sit on the bench silently, looking down at his lap with an almost angered expression on his face as he furrowed his brow.
(Dante Malakia)
With Kais instruction the young purebloods void began echo with familar and hated voice, with her trying look around within her mind, eventually noticing something she didn't want to see even within her own mind. Gala, the girl responsible for her twins death, girl that she feared not for what she did or for her power but for the fact that hatred towards her could result with Bevolt losing her mind.

In matter of seconds she began to feel the same anger and hatred she would feel while seeing her before her in person. With that Bevolt began to scream within her own mind, trying to fight the overwhelming desire to tear the vision apart, feeling as her own hands began to turn into claws, itching and trembling from anticipation, with her own body responding with loud groans as it once more began to overflow with mana in uncontrollable manner to point where it began to expand and swell in size.

With her eyes snapping open the girl gasped loudly as she rose to 13 feet in size before regaining control of herself and the process, barelly avoiding tearing her own skin or even damaging her armor from sudden expanding mass of her own body. With ashamed expression she slowly reverted back to her real size with both of her hands covering her face.

 "I...c-couldn't do it...e-even w-when I knew...she wasn't real...I...c-c-couldnt...I just...c-couldnt..." she mumbled out in chaotic and clearly mentally devastated manner.
(Bevolt)