Akira meditated in the caves. Her aura was increasing by the hour. And when the meditation was over, she practiced Kien and Kaze with Thronir. She also learnt how to wield a sword. Seronn watched her from a distance. Her will and concentration greatly impressed him. He walked around her but she her concentration did not deter. Her focus remained on her training. Her mind was only focused on her footsteps. Her eyes were wide open but she saw no one. She danced through the wind swirling through the cosmic rays. Her movements were graceful. A colourful aura surrounded her now and she was covered in it. A wave of light passed through her and even Seronn wanted a bit of it. He was tempted to dance with her, but he withdrew at the last minute. She gracefully tip toed her way towards the caves and just pushed it with her finger. A wide open crack appeared on the caves. Seronn was confused. He looked at her in awe. Such a big crack with only just a gentle touch. She was inventing a new form of fighting then and there, those who watched thought. But it was Shiratori, a long lost fighting form of the hylin. Reserved only for the queen and her children, she had practiced it when she was a lot younger. Her mother made her practice in secrecy as the fighting form was considered far too dangerous now. To the opponent as well as the user.
She now tiptoed her way across and fell down, collapsing into the a petal of cosmic whirlwind she had created. Seronn ran into the chakra and poured his darkness inside. The cosmic whirlwind was erased and she fell on the ground. Seronn was annoyed with himself. "Light is afraid of me!" he uttered. As he was about to walk away a hand held his. "But I'am not" she whispered. He smiled.