CHAPTER 403
Raith settled into a fighting stance, weight balanced evenly on the balls of his feet, knees bent and loose.
He wasn't sure what he was doing. But strangely enough the moment he took the first form according to what Thard - Harl had said, something kind of played out in his head.
He began going through the a set of flowing forms. He was sure Thard-Harl had never demonstrated them to him. But yet, they were playing out in his head, the movements as they revealed in his head seemed like they were to attune the body's energy and prime the muscles for rapid reaction.
If that was the case, perhaps it was the best style for him.
Thard - Harl had mentioned that neofut was very different for each individual. When you master the footwork it takes root in your soul and only moves according the the limit of your potential.
