"You're getting closer Emory, just a little more practice and I am certain you would learn the skill" Micheal said as he watched Emory
Emory stood shirtless in the center of the training room, a pool of sweat beneath his feet was a testament to how hard Emory had been training, and how long he had been training for. Michael had Emory train for hours on end to learn the move he showcased to Emory previously.
And each time Emory failed, he was getting closer to learning the move. Emory assumed his stance again and restricted his aether flow to his fist at a much quicker pace than he was previously able to, and he no longer found it difficult as he once did. Now this was where the real test started, Emory supported his extended arm with his other arm as he concentrated and pushed the restriction further, now it moved beyond his fist to the base of his fingers.
