Thunder Fist

Making up his mind, David took in a deep breath, seated cross-legged within the large mountain.

He sent his gaze into his body, feeling as the breath he took sent oxygen to his muscles and body, nourishing his body and preserving it in the process.

He saw the flow of blood passing through his every vein and then circulating back to his heart.

Fixing his focus on his heart, ye place where the thunder seed had been placed.

His gaze hardened and he had a ruthless expression on his face, keeping his focus on the little veins near his heart.

They were the veins his body had deemed useless to its growth. So they were quite dry and were on the verge of dying.

"This will be it." David's eyes shone as he saw a little one. It wasn't as dried up like the others and although it was still quite small and not strong enough to allow the flow of blood through without it rupturing.