Kizeler dropped his jaw as he saw the trunk cleanly cut in half. It turned into a fine marble in just a single swing.
"That's ridiculous," he uttered, stupefied. "Can I do that too?"
Then he looked at his finger and tried to gather his energy on its tip, but it dissipated as soon as it left his body.
However, he wasn't disheartened to see himself fail. Instead, he closed his eyes and concentrated.
Seconds later, his fist was covered with refined energy.
'I can envelope my body like I usually do,' he thought.
Then, as he tried to emit more energy into the air, it vanished like he expected.
"But I can't make a shape out of it, much less a sword," he uttered as he opened his eyes and looked back at the demon.
"Can you show it one more time?" He asked.
Zeno chuckled upon seeing the curiosity painted on his face. Then he raised his hand and moved it back and forth, gesturing for Kizeler to come.
