After the deal with Berian's Soul wisp Kamila and Berian made a soul contract.
Soul Contracts were contracts that used the souls as collateral in the case where one being violates the others conditions.
Kamila had imposed a few conditions into Berian, as much as the Ancestor tried. to make herself seen friendly, Kamila refused to be optimistic and Choose to be pessimistic in her thinking
So she first secured herself from the threats of possession, she was a seemingly convinient vessels for her Ancestor to descend upon.
She then made some other superficial condition for the safety of her soul and mind.
Berian had kept her word and scaled her existence to the deal as a soul contract with a mere wisp would be too suspicious for the pessimistic Kamila
After their deal the wisp of the descendant stayed true to her word and completed her part of the deal, she imparted her Unique Ability to Kamila.
She then transferred two thousand years worth of memories to Kamila, she had wanted to swindle her descendant by transferring a bit if her more profane memories but who knew her descendant already had some option in mind.
She then obtained resources to advance her bloodline along with Berian's tutoring in the same, she would not accept her as her mentor but that didn't mean she was unwilling to learn
But finally in what seemed to be the only exchange Berian enjoyed was the Body Imprint Kamila had to have inorder to summon Berian's Avatar, it would require her bloodline energy to sustain it's summoning as from there on out it would be self sufficient for the one minute it could exist.
The engraving was painful and torturous to Kamila as her day ended in screaming and twitching in pain
After this Berian went silent as Kamila spent the following four days slowly getting used to her enhancement, like she was supposed to do
Her fights were carefully selected as she preyed upon the weak, there she tested and used them as her whetstone to her liking till she grasped and fully mastered her new found power.
She had chosen to return to her daily schedule albeit with a few adjustments as she practiced her techniques and her spear on the daily when she isn't have to fight, look for food or gather firewood.
She had developed a tendency of stalking her foes or soon to be prey above the trees, where she utilized the ghost walk Technique to hide her presence.
She then tracked and marked their nests, caves, caverns or dens in her mental memory and begun to plan strategies on how to handle the foe wether it was alone or in a pack, pride or herd that did not matter as she vowed never to fight blind again and to always bear fail-safes and plan B's maybe even C's and D's too.
On the seventh day since the start of the trial or Simply Day eight of this flashback.
Kamila stalked a certain lion, it was a Forest lion of sorts, it's fur was oddly green along with it's eyes, it was part of a rather... colorful pride.
The pride has six lions, a red lion, a blue lion, a green lion, an orange lion, a grey lion and a black lion. The black lion seamed to be the Leader of the pride as it was the only make with it's long flowing mane that bordered the noir black of space.
The rest were females each one more fiercer than the last, their heads held high refusing to lower it to anyone...even their so called leader could only briefly tame them do to his rather peculiar strengths.
Kamila had found the pride rather interesting as they kind of resembled the original Ancestors of the Mane clans which Yeriv, Berian's father hailed and Chieved for a while.
Her sights were mostly on three of the lions to be exact, the red lion which in her short walk through memory lane was the ancestor of the Red Mane Clan.
The Orange Lion was seemingly compatible to the Red lions and also an ally with whom they even intermarried and aided each other from time to time, she had an inkling that even Berian herself had some traces of the Orange lions of the Orange Mane Clan.
And finally the Black lion, in Berian's memories, the black lions were the strongest of the Mane clans as they even heralded the other Mane Clans.
This Black lion also had a seemingly dangerous aura one that Kamila's instincts had told her to be wary of. But she could feel it in her blood and being, this lion pride had something that could benefit her in more ways than one and she who still felt sour over her loss to the Green panther wanted retribution.
" Stupid descendant..." Berian called out for the first time in days halting Kamila's steps
" Before you stupidly kill yourself, has Ivan taught you anything regarding spears, pressure, aura and intent?" She asked
" No....why?!" Kamila queried
" Because if you wish to face that pride you need a plan, one I so clearly see you lacking," she stated not mincing her words as always.
" That pride has a collection of all the basic elements and also variant elements
So your breathing technique, partial beastification and movement techniques won't be enough...you'll just be dodging and not attacking like a clawless lion."
" He hasn't taught me about spear techniques but he had told us about pressure, aura and intent," she replied
" Hmm that so...then this will be much easier to explain
You already have your spear art your using right? Although crude...it has some resemblance to my Willowing Lotus, a spear art I used mostly to teach my Descendants
I will send you the true complete version of it, use that spear art and try to personify it, that's the first step of achieving weapon Pressure simply personifying your weapon arts.
For aura you need to personify your weapon and for intent, you'll have to comprehend your weapon and be one with it " Berian explained.
" And you want me to achieve that mind battle?!" Kamila asked with a raised eyebrow
" Well yes...most people do so mid battle that's atleast for pressure"
" You can relax Nala will supply you with enough of my Dawn Aura to sustain your fight"
Kamila fell into silence for a bit before asking "What's the catch?"
" Ohh that after your rigorous battle you'll be out of commission for a day maybe three" Berian replied nonchalantly
" Is that so...how long will that state last for?!" Kamila asked curiously as she became to weave her own plans
" Mmhh that....for as long as you'll require...is what's you'd like to hear but it's eighteen hours maximum, anymore than that and you'll face.... issues," Berian explained having seen through Kamila's intent
" Eighteen hours....that's more than enough time...." Kamila nodded and closed her eyes waiting for Berian to transmit the Willowing Lotus.
After the stream of memories flowed into her mind, she felt a deep resonance with the art as of it was purely crafted for her, her mind, her disposition, her cunning and her body.
Every technique and style that made the Art gave her a different outlook of the spear and it's use it's ingenuity, it's beauty and lethality.
Vines creeped up her skin as on her back a lotus bloomed and another on her abdomen followed by two more on her legs, each connected by the weaves of vines.
' What absurdity is this! The Willowing Lotus is more reactive to her than it was to me when it was bestowed to me by Father, heck It only bloomed a single lotus on my back!' Berian marveled in shock as she dejectedly shook her head with a small smile.
Willowing Lotus
Movement Style Willowed Dance.
First form Weaving Petals
Second form Rising Stem
Third form Blooming Flower
Fourth form Falling leaves
Fifth form Lotus Field
They all flowed into her mind as her very being engrave the Art Into her existence
' Personify your Art...she might as well incarnate it' Berian cursed with budding pride.