At this point, Aksai was still surrounded by the warmth of his breakthrough, carrying the scent of burnt Qi and rebirth through metamorphosis.
He stood up from his meditation spot, the stone floor beneath him cracked into distinct spiderwebs under the pressure of his movement.
He took a deep breath, flexing his shoulders and rolling his neck. His entire body felt lighter, yet every muscle buzzed with abundance of strength.
When he stepped out of the farmhouse and into the wide backyard, the sky above reflected the calmness of the eternal twilight zone.
Aksai clenched his fists and tightened his stance. A sharp crackle ran through his body — bones shifting, joints releasing, muscles snapping into harmony.
The sound was like lightning rolling through his veins. He smiled faintly, enjoying the new strength surging within him.
"Damn. It feels good. I think being in good shape is the solution to most of life's problems," he muttered.
