Crazy Training

            In the barren land of the sword abode, Wrik was sitting in meditation and surrounding him formed a formless whirlpool of maha mana and the heavy air. His body was sweat ridden through all of them was evaporating in naked eyes. It was not the first-time Wrik was trying this, though he was far from being adept in it.

          Well, more than being adapted to it, he was barely enduring the burning in his internal organs. The light was flickering in his body, showing the blood vessel as well as it was burning the skins and his organs.

          Like the brighter the fire, the brighter the light, the opposite was somewhat true. The more light, the more heat it creates in the body. Moreover, it was so fast, like the light, that it broke any defence in its path. If it was a normal fire, attribute it could not have, but with the warping, the light made in its path damaged all the defence in his inside or outside the body.