Malakai meditated until the next day.
Though Renlo at some point came to check up on him and even invited him to eat, Malakai had been so intoxicated with his newly awakened powers that he had refused.
His muscle node had been awakened, and the power it promised was not something to scoff at. Malakai had envisioned massive improvements to his future fighting style.
He felt so impatient, as though he should find someone to battle with and test out his new powers right now. However, he held himself back and instead focused on understanding it.
The muscle was unlike blood, that much was evident. Both had different functions, and most especially different ways of controlling them.
His muscles were solid, and he could feel every sinew wound together to form strength. He could manipulate it, and after countless testing, he had seen how effective it was in battle.
