As Jenso neared the Ki, a sudden surge of energy rushed through him. Moments passed, or was it years? Time lost all meaning for a split second, but before he knew it, his body had returned to him, and he was alone, kneeling on a floating island made of black stone.

	He could see the edges from where he knelt, they weren't very far. The island was almost as big as the arena he was in before the man in red had sent him here. Unfortunately, he was without clothing, and something else was in there with him. What was it though? It crept along the underside of the island, waiting for a moment to strike, and feed on Jenso's Ki.