Although Raze perhaps should have been afraid and worried for what was about to come, part of him was a little excited. He had been practicing the Fifth Formation for some time.
He was nearly there, and although he could somewhat perform it himself, it seemed imperfect, and now he might go on to learn the crucial points needed to perform such a move.
When Belil lifted his hands in the air and placed them by his side, after images made of his orange Qi appeared, signaling the start of the formation.
"Ready?" Belil said, and in an instant, he had kicked off from his feet. So much Qi extended out from his leg that large chunks of the hard flooring split apart, looking like even more giant slabs coming up from the floor.
Rushing toward him, Raze feared for the worst that was about to come his way.
"I'll slow him down!" Raze blew a tornado of wind from his palm and added frost with his other hand. Whatever went in its path would be condensed with ice.
