Post by Mayze on May 3, 2021 1:49:38 GMT -5
Tucked away in the corner of the saibia-wastes was a stone filled deserted field. Devoid of flora and fauna, and dotted with towering rocks of various shapes and sizes, the field was excellent in serving as a training location. I’m the distance, towards the north, a small cliff jutted up from the ground, serving as a suitable landmark. Already, scorch marks littered the ground, resulting from the many explosions Mayze caused while out here. He had been at it for hours now, testing the new found strength he had come to possess after his fight with the Namekian. He quickly learnt it wasn’t enough, he needed to get stronger yet. Still, others were stronger than him, and the thought irritated him.
The sun, high in the sky, beat down on the landscape, leaving the dirt extremely dry. A few wispy clouds could be spotted in the sky, but otherwise it was a clear day. A soft wind blew from the west, bringing with it warmer weather. Overall, it was proving to be a sweltering day.
He was dressed in his typical attire; traditional black battle armor and a black under suit underneath which hid the scorch marks that would otherwise be visible. It was dust covered, and showed signs of wear and tear. He would need a new one soon. The saiyan’s tail was visibly wrapped around his waist, and his white gloves went unworn today.
The Saiyan warrior extended out a palm, aiming it at a nearby large rock about fifty meters away. Blue ki began to coalesce in front of his palm in the shape of a small ball. After a second it was ready, and he released the energy. In the blink of an eye, it struck the target and exploded. After the dust settled, no trace of the rock remained. A grin split the Saiyan’s face, he had mastered his Spirit Bolt technique.
He let his hand drop, a small frown taking place of the grin. It still wasn’t enough. Training like this alone wasn’t efficient for increasing his battle point. He needed a sparring partner. An exasperated sigh left his lips, where would he find someone for that? The only problem with getting stronger is that the pool of people you could train with also diminished. Nobody ever mentioned that.
The mercenary shook his head, and took a small capsule from a pocket. He tossed it onto the ground, and after a *poof* a small table came from it, full of food. He licked his lips, at least he had a decent lunch!
The sun, high in the sky, beat down on the landscape, leaving the dirt extremely dry. A few wispy clouds could be spotted in the sky, but otherwise it was a clear day. A soft wind blew from the west, bringing with it warmer weather. Overall, it was proving to be a sweltering day.
He was dressed in his typical attire; traditional black battle armor and a black under suit underneath which hid the scorch marks that would otherwise be visible. It was dust covered, and showed signs of wear and tear. He would need a new one soon. The saiyan’s tail was visibly wrapped around his waist, and his white gloves went unworn today.
The Saiyan warrior extended out a palm, aiming it at a nearby large rock about fifty meters away. Blue ki began to coalesce in front of his palm in the shape of a small ball. After a second it was ready, and he released the energy. In the blink of an eye, it struck the target and exploded. After the dust settled, no trace of the rock remained. A grin split the Saiyan’s face, he had mastered his Spirit Bolt technique.
He let his hand drop, a small frown taking place of the grin. It still wasn’t enough. Training like this alone wasn’t efficient for increasing his battle point. He needed a sparring partner. An exasperated sigh left his lips, where would he find someone for that? The only problem with getting stronger is that the pool of people you could train with also diminished. Nobody ever mentioned that.
The mercenary shook his head, and took a small capsule from a pocket. He tossed it onto the ground, and after a *poof* a small table came from it, full of food. He licked his lips, at least he had a decent lunch!
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