Rise of the Strongest Soul Mage

I am Mad

Days had passed, and with training after training but nothing changed. Sora could tell Z was getting frustrated with him from the amount of times she would put her hair in a ponytail and take it out within the time frame of their training sessions. She also did a thing with her energy when she was getting impatient, she would create the tiniest string of water from the air and twirl it around her fingers as she stood anxiously waiting for him to channel energy then she wound flick it across the room out of frustration before storming out of the training area.

They had tried several techniques, from breathing exercises to meditations to physical training, all to help jolt his energy from within but nothing changed. Sora himself was getting frustrated. Maybe he had imagined his energy but the images of Konan's lifeless body in the ground after his energy charge was still burned in his memory and was enough evidence to prove he had not imagined his energy.

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