Essence of Blades [Carlos/Closed]
Sept 23, 2018 22:34:54 GMT
Post by Carlos Rey on Sept 23, 2018 22:34:54 GMT
Dio was surprised and delighted with the fruits of this training. So much so it was a bit hard to pay attention to what K was right saying. He just felt so...accomplished. Happy with himself in a way he hadn't felt in a long time. Maybe she was on to something. Maybe with her help, he'd be able to get somewhere.
Maybe he could finally feel proud at himself.
She then motioned him to move away, prompting him to quirk an eyebrow, but didn't questioned why and did as he was asked. Soon a gentle, bright light bathed K's form, the teacher growing rather tall in size. Her form obviously changed as well, going from her familiar white Renamon form to...something far grander. Truth be told, Dio almost fell backwards to his rump, completely overwhelmed by her sheer powerful presence.
"...amazing." Was all he could muster in the face of the royal knight.
He was, to put it bluntly, at a sheer loss for words. For really, what could he say he was feeling in the presence of such a migthy, legendary creature? Something he had only heard of in tales and legends? Awe? Fear? Respect?
Words simply failed to capture what he was feeling. All he knew is that he would probably never forget that feeling ever again. As he slowly got closer to inspect her rather large Saberk, pure and unwavering despite the large discharge of energy that it exuded. Was this control?
Her touch against his chest took him a bit offguard, it being strong enough for him to feel it deep inside his core, yet more gentle and kind than...really anything he had experienced before. He'd gaze back at the knight for a moment or two, eyes unblinking and wide open, before nodding once.
"O-ok, I'll try." Truth be told, he was ever so slightly nervous about being put on the spot like this, but if anything, it also encouraged him tremendously. He didn't want to dissapoint the Apostle of a Royal Knight after all. He wanted to show what he was capable off.
Taking a deep breath, he'd close his eyes again, hands opening and closing a couple of times as the raw, controlled elements of ice and fire danced on his fingertips, rising and falling like waves...until they dissapeared.
Or at least, so it seemed, in reality the energy was simply returning back to the imp's core, flowing back and forth along his arms for a minute, before it slowly began to converge on his right hand, his closed fist glowing with a dark purple hue.
Dio exhaled slowly, a calm expression on his face as the energy began manifesting itself. First as small, formless crackles on his knuckles, then slowly but surely a small blade like form would start emerging from his wrist, just as purple as the uncontrolled energy from a second ago.
The imp chuckled a bit as he inspected his new creation closely. It was translucent, flickery, and he could feel his head about to explode while just looking at it...but he was getting there.
"Is...this good?" He asked, offering his hand closer for the knight to inspect, doing his best to hide how strenuous this was turning out to be.
Maybe he could finally feel proud at himself.
She then motioned him to move away, prompting him to quirk an eyebrow, but didn't questioned why and did as he was asked. Soon a gentle, bright light bathed K's form, the teacher growing rather tall in size. Her form obviously changed as well, going from her familiar white Renamon form to...something far grander. Truth be told, Dio almost fell backwards to his rump, completely overwhelmed by her sheer powerful presence.
"...amazing." Was all he could muster in the face of the royal knight.
He was, to put it bluntly, at a sheer loss for words. For really, what could he say he was feeling in the presence of such a migthy, legendary creature? Something he had only heard of in tales and legends? Awe? Fear? Respect?
Words simply failed to capture what he was feeling. All he knew is that he would probably never forget that feeling ever again. As he slowly got closer to inspect her rather large Saberk, pure and unwavering despite the large discharge of energy that it exuded. Was this control?
Her touch against his chest took him a bit offguard, it being strong enough for him to feel it deep inside his core, yet more gentle and kind than...really anything he had experienced before. He'd gaze back at the knight for a moment or two, eyes unblinking and wide open, before nodding once.
"O-ok, I'll try." Truth be told, he was ever so slightly nervous about being put on the spot like this, but if anything, it also encouraged him tremendously. He didn't want to dissapoint the Apostle of a Royal Knight after all. He wanted to show what he was capable off.
Taking a deep breath, he'd close his eyes again, hands opening and closing a couple of times as the raw, controlled elements of ice and fire danced on his fingertips, rising and falling like waves...until they dissapeared.
Or at least, so it seemed, in reality the energy was simply returning back to the imp's core, flowing back and forth along his arms for a minute, before it slowly began to converge on his right hand, his closed fist glowing with a dark purple hue.
Dio exhaled slowly, a calm expression on his face as the energy began manifesting itself. First as small, formless crackles on his knuckles, then slowly but surely a small blade like form would start emerging from his wrist, just as purple as the uncontrolled energy from a second ago.
The imp chuckled a bit as he inspected his new creation closely. It was translucent, flickery, and he could feel his head about to explode while just looking at it...but he was getting there.
"Is...this good?" He asked, offering his hand closer for the knight to inspect, doing his best to hide how strenuous this was turning out to be.