Time passed gradually as he continued practicing, stabilizing the flow of energy and adapting his body to the changes, ensuring that the two methods continued to work in harmony rather than creating any form of imbalance.
Only after a considerable amount of time did he finally stop, the whirlpools slowing down and the extreme temperature difference gradually fading as his body returned to its normal state.
"…Not bad," he muttered softly.
Standing up, he stretched his body slightly before walking back towards the main area of the domain.
As he approached, a familiar aroma reached his senses.
Food.
Near the central open area, several figures had already gathered.
Rob, Bob and Mob were sitting together, talking among themselves as usual, their loud yet cheerful voices carrying a sense of liveliness that made the entire place feel more like home rather than a battlefield.
