"Good, you're awake. Your clothes are kept in those lockers. Go change yourself and go to your next lesson. We have no time to lose, "said the doctor.
Kaito immediately hurried outside to get to training. "Oh, it's you. You're the last kid. Know that everybody is hear. I'm going to start," said the instructor.
"Today, my apprentices," the instructor began, his voice resonating with authority," We are going to delve into the technique that harmonizes with the energy of nature its name is— the Verdant Bane Strike it is a fusion of precision and symbiosis with the natural world.
It's a blade reminiscent of the leaves that tell us the secrets in the wind. As guardian of the forest, it is our duty to protect its sanctity, even when faced with formidable Treants that roam within its depths.
"to execute the Verdant Bane Strike, one must attune their senses to the heartbeat of the forest. Feel the rhythm of the ancient trees, the flow of the breeze and the energy pulsating through the soil beneath your feet. Let the very essence of the forest guide your movements. "he demonstrated the stance that was always and completely in tune the law of the energy itself giving a vibe of harmony with nature itself.
"Position yourselves, my apprentices," the instructor commanded. "Feel the energy of the forest; let it guide you into the Verdant Bane Stance. It is the foundation upon which the essence of the strike is built."
As the students assumed the prescribed stance, the instructor moved among them, scrutinizing each posture with discerning eyes. He offered guidance, correcting angles, and encouraging a deeper connection with the natural world. The forest seemed to respond to their efforts, leaving leaves rustling in approval.
However, amidst the disciplined students, Void stood with an intensity that set him apart. His gaze fixed on the verdant canopy above, he entered the stance with an eerie tranquility. The instructor, sensing a unique energy emanating from Void, approached him cautiously.
"Void, focus your connection with the forest. Let it flow through you as you enter the Verdant Bane Stance," the instructor advised, placing a reassuring hand on Void's shoulder.
In that moment, the air thickened with palpable energy, and the surrounding atmosphere hummed with an otherworldly resonance. Void's eyes, usually stoic, flickered with an ethereal glow, as if he had harnessed the very essence of the forest within himself.
Suddenly, Void executed the Verdant Bane Strike, and the forest responded in kind. The energy surged through his blade, releasing a shockwave that sliced through the air. Leaves fell from branches, and the ground beneath them trembled due to the unleashed power.
The instructor, taken aback by the unforeseen surge, raised a hand to shield himself as the shockwave expanded.
Void, drained and breathless, stood at the epicenter of the aftermath, the ground around him scarred by the force he had unleashed. The instructor, recovering his composure, approached Void with a mixture of concern and curiosity.
"Void, your connection to the forest is potent, but its raw power must be channeled with finesse. The Verdant Bane Strike is a dance, not a cataclysm. Mastering its harmony is the key to unlocking its true potential," the instructor advised, his eyes reflecting both caution and respect for the power Void had displayed.
three weeks later…..
Each day, the students diligently honed their skills, their swords becoming extensions of their newfound connection with the natural world. The Verdant Bane Stance, once an unfamiliar posture, now came effortlessly to them. The air crackled with the energy of progression, and the forest responded with an approval.