Karsha opened his eyes within the domain, a broad smile playing on his lips. For some reason, he felt like he was finally unlocking his true potential, and though the sensation was unfamiliar, he relished it. The adrenaline rush and the thrill of clashing with his perfect clone were exhilarating, and he craved more.
'I like this. I need more of this,' was the singular thought running through his mind during the fight.
Yet, despite feeling on the brink of unlocking something profound, he sensed an internal barrier hindering his progress, akin to the resistance he felt in his swords.
Whenever he neared a breakthrough, something within him prevented it from fully manifesting.
