In the embrace of the pitch-black night, the world around Das seemed to fade into shadows as the clock struck ten. The training ground, once bustling with activity, now lay deserted and still.
Every soul had retreated, leaving Das alone with his thoughts and his purpose. New thoughts glinted in his eyes as he sent away the servants and his companions, allowing the loneliness of the night to envelop him completely.
With deliberate intent, he called upon the snow python spirit energy that resided within him. It was a connection that went beyond the physical realm, a merging of energies that allowed him to tap into its dormant power. As he invoked the spirit, he felt a subtle shift in his body, a presence that seemed to stir from its slumber.
