Taira had spent a lot of years practicing and cultivating not only his body, but his talent for magic as well.
And as always, he was a bit of a rebel in his practices.
His imagination and thoughtfulness could not be contained by what others had considered to be 'common sense'.
To grow in ways no one ever had before, he had to do things that they might have considered suicidal or impossible.
He did not shackle himself with reliance solely upon the three cocktails of beasts that made up his genetics.
He did not just want to be something unseen, he wanted to be a genuinely crafty and knowledgeable force that sought to not only better all others, but to outpace and outthink them.
And there was no greater fruit of his study and practices than the unification of his magical elements.
"Arcane Union : Judgment of Wind and Flame."
As quickly as it formed, the storm raging in the sky above split apart and made way for something new.
