we find the young warlock takumi, sneaking into the training grounds of the miesters. Usually his goal is to observe the souls of young miesters as they train, but today he is here to do his own training. Thanks to his research with the black blooded creature Kuro, he will be attempting to tap into his own soul wavelength in a way witches have never been able to. They have always been able to tap into the power of their souls and manipulate it, but never have they used it in a direct attack, with it;s wavelength. Today, takumi hopes to be the first.
Takumi found himself in a quiet secluded part of the training grounds, away from the prying eyes of students and teachers alike. He needed the quiet to focus inward on his soul and attempt to tap into it's wavelength. In his mind he chanted his finding over and over; The wavelength is like your blood, pulsing throughout the body. just as the pulse increases, so can the wavelength. If one can increase and concentrate it, one can use it to attack. While whispering this in his mind he focused hard, gathering the energy in the palm of his hand, building it up. He jabbed his palm at the nearest tree, making contact. He was immediately blown backwards and shards of wood pierced his hand. Lying flat on his back, shard of pain searing through his arm he sat up and gingerly held his hand. It would require stitches and some time to heal, but he thought that this was a successful test. He had manipulated his soul wavelength, if albeit poorly. He only needed practice now and he could gain the precision of the miesters.