Nice and open was Triss's first opinion of the little courtyard. Thank god there wasn't a vegetable garden or a bunch of pots he had to watch out for, huh? Spreading out his toes and enjoying the softness of the grass, the pallum took in a couple deep breaths. He envisioned an aquamarine pool, the waters perfectly clear, the stone beneath a hue of red and orange that gradated into deep emerald. Slowly, his thoughts melted away, leaving only the body that had been drilled so many combinations that he could do them in his sleep. One breath, two breaths, three...

[b]"Delm!"[/b] Elbow thrust. [b]"Hel!"[/b] Vertical backhand. [b]"En!"[/b] Supported uppercut. [b]"Balk!"[/b] Side thrust kick. [b]"Arve!"[/b] Crescent kick.

[b]"Jess!"[/b] Leaping high kick. [b]"Yeen!"[/b] Defensive roll into body hook. [b]"Sark!"[/b] Grapple their arm and pivot behind. [b]"Fram!"[/b] Outer sweeping throw. [b]"Dart!"[/b] Dropping axe kick.

[b]"Ohm!"[/b] High jab. [b]"Rel!"[/b] Heel stomp. [b]"Ect!"[/b] Explosive hip slam. [b]"El!"[/b] Lunging spear hand. [b]"Vel!"[/b] Headlock into flying knee. [b]"Darsh!"[/b] Vertical elbow strike, connecting with knee.

Landing on the final blow, Triss exhaled deeply, before looking at his surroundings once more. He had definitely covered more ground in his katas than he used to, that was for sure. The youth flexed his fingers a couple more times, rotating his wrists and stomping on the ground, a half-ironic grin on his face. Like this, he could totally maybe punch through a stone wall, huh? But for all his effort, there was still something missing.

Momi ACTUALLY punched out fire and kicked out explosions and blasted out lightning when she did her core kata, the same that she drilled into Triss until his head was swollen with adjustments and all, but, well, he [i]didn't[/i] do any fire punches, even after receiving his falna. Maybe it wasn't a falna thing though. Maybe it wasn't even a strength thing? Maybe it was just something he should stop thinking about, because a punch was going to hurt, no matter if your fist was on fire or not.

The pallum bounced on the balls of his feet once more, his braided ponytail bouncing against his back. He'll warm up a bit more, push himself a bit more, and see just how far his newfound strength got him when he put in maximum effort!

[b]"Alright, once more from the top!" [/b]