Sol took deep breaths and went through his stances, he felt much calmer now. He focused on the massive tree in front of him and his arm flickered for a second and a cut bisected the tree causing it to crash down to the ground, Sol had a satisfied look and his face, he could confidently say his swordplay was peerless. Now the only thing he had to pratice was his wind magic, he could think of numerous fun applications with enough pratice. Then Sol noticed the lines on the ground that seemed to be part of some sort of ritual, he followed the lines untill he came to their source, Meruin. Sol walked up and asked "What kind of ritual are you casting? it looks very impressive."