"I know I can't back out." Dax said with a sad and worried expression. His concern for achieving control was showing all over his face. "I was just complaining."
"No worries cousin." Ron said. "Fey should be here any minute and we can work on practicing."
"How are we going to practice anyway?" Dax asked.
"Well, I figured Fey, and I could spare, and you could watch." Ron said. "You know to tell us anything we did wrong."
"How would I know what you two are doing wrong?" Dax said. "I am not a skilled fighter."
Ron got up close to him and whispered. "But aren't you the Magi King…"
"Doesn't mean I remember anything from my past life." Dax explained. "Besides I don't think I was any kind of fighting genius in the past either. From what I have learned and from what I have seen in my visions, I was just using excessive power to defeat all of my opponents. In the end that's how I died. Using ultimate power against ultimate power…"
