12-05-2018, 02:08 AM
Ivan was a bit surprised to see the strain on Nox's face. The threads weren't complicated but the pinching around the eyes and tightness around the mouth...well he knew what pushing yourself looked like.
But he needed this. Holding on to the power, he made a simple flame. It danced in the air, the threads seeming to dance hypnotically as they flowed from him. He held on to that with a white knuckle grip. It was only a trickle of the power.
He tried to pull a second set of threads, equal to the first.
Nothing. He pulled harder, increasing size of the flow even as he kept the other going. It felt so odd, like getting one hand to do one thing while the other did something else.
Still nothing. He didn't get it. He was pulling as much power now as the first flow but it wouldn't form. Why? Two flows, the first equal to the second. It should be enough.
Cautiously- he still remembered the explosion- he increased the second flow. Kept increasing. It was so weird. Now that he was maybe half again as much as the first did the flows begin to resolve. Like they started to coalesce or something.
A slight smile formed. Finally. He kept feeding it in dribbles until he reached some...tipping point maybe. A flame snapped into being, equal to the first. Two seperate flows.
He grinned, realizing that sweat covered his forehead. The idea of doing another made him tired just thinking about it.
Another set of reps to do, it seemed. The fine control. And now the multiple sets at the same time. "You're not kidding,", he said, out of breath. After a few more seconds he let go. The strain had been getting too much.
He was thinking about Yun Kao and her men. He'd have to have this down pat. "Um.....what about non lethal ways to eliminate a threat?"
But he needed this. Holding on to the power, he made a simple flame. It danced in the air, the threads seeming to dance hypnotically as they flowed from him. He held on to that with a white knuckle grip. It was only a trickle of the power.
He tried to pull a second set of threads, equal to the first.
Nothing. He pulled harder, increasing size of the flow even as he kept the other going. It felt so odd, like getting one hand to do one thing while the other did something else.
Still nothing. He didn't get it. He was pulling as much power now as the first flow but it wouldn't form. Why? Two flows, the first equal to the second. It should be enough.
Cautiously- he still remembered the explosion- he increased the second flow. Kept increasing. It was so weird. Now that he was maybe half again as much as the first did the flows begin to resolve. Like they started to coalesce or something.
A slight smile formed. Finally. He kept feeding it in dribbles until he reached some...tipping point maybe. A flame snapped into being, equal to the first. Two seperate flows.
He grinned, realizing that sweat covered his forehead. The idea of doing another made him tired just thinking about it.
Another set of reps to do, it seemed. The fine control. And now the multiple sets at the same time. "You're not kidding,", he said, out of breath. After a few more seconds he let go. The strain had been getting too much.
He was thinking about Yun Kao and her men. He'd have to have this down pat. "Um.....what about non lethal ways to eliminate a threat?"