Area Manipulation

Aaron walked over to the empty space, everyone getting back to what they were doing beforehand. Aaron lifted his hand, the wall before him suddenly pushing backwards, creating even more room for him to manipulate. In the area, he created a training dummy made from tungsten. This meant that it was almost immovable due to its weight and strength. It looked like a human holding a sword, just without the weapon. The walls were plated with tungsten, somehow not destroying the area that it covered. "Now we have an area to test our strength," Aaron said to himself, Stephen looking over at him with a concerned expression.

"There's no point in creating an illusory room, Aaron. The materials wouldn't be strong enough." Stephen deadpanned. It was almost as if he had tried to do the same thing before. "I never said I was making an illusion, Stephen." Aaron told him, slapping the tungsten dummy with a light-enough force, proving it was real, like his wall outside. "Yeah, I can do that too. However, they have limited durability, meaning that if I wanted to attack it with a bit of strength behind me, it'd simply stop existing." Stephen informed him, bringing a smile to Aaron's face. "You really think that this dummy is simply an illusion? Well then, take your best shot at it. No matter what you do to that dummy, it won't be destroyed permanently. The only exception is incineration, which I request you do without." Aaron challenged him, pointing him towards the tungsten-made human-shaped punching bag. Stephen pulled his fist back, throwing a powerful punch at the dummy, watching as the wind from the attack went flying out to its sides, but the tungsten figure remained. "Aaron, what did you do to this thing?" Stephen asked with confusion, looking at his knuckles as they slowly turned red.

"Well, Stephen, I just made it's nearly indestructible to all forms of physical assault. That excludes incineration. Also, if it is somehow damaged, it heals over time, so it'll take a while for someone to actually destroy it." Aaron explained, clicking his fingers as he did so, a green aura surrounding the tungsten punching bag. "How the fuck did you do that?" Stephen blatantly asked in pure shock. He was unsure of how someone could create matter out of nothing. "I just wanted it to be like that, and so it is." Aaron shrugged, Soul laughing his ass off behind him, still sitting on his invisible chair. "Soul, how about you come and destroy this dummy?" Aaron asked, grabbing the attention of the people playing poker. They hadn't been paying any attention to Stephen before this, but as they looked at the new space, they couldn't help but be surprised. Soul got off his telekinetically-made seat, walking over to Aaron with a smile. He walked up to the dummy, the air suddenly getting a thousand times heavier. The tungsten on the walls almost appeared to crack underneath the pressure. "Soul! Cut that out!" Aaron yelled, Soul lifting up his hands in response, everything quickly returning to normal.

"Listen. You know that not everyone can handle your amount of pressure, so stop doing stuff like that. Save it for when we need to win a fight." Aaron told him, Soul sighing and looking Aaron in the eyes. "Am I allowed to create a black hole?" He asked. "No." Aaron firmly responded. "Bombs? Nuclear Warheads? Flames? Flashbang? Instant Sonic Booms? More bombs?" Soul continued, listing off items that could be, used for some kind of explosion. "No, no, no, no, no and no. I'm not letting you blow this place up. Use your claws to scratch at it or something, Soul. You're not allowed to destroy the surroundings when you're in a building or enclosed space. You'll get us all killed." Aaron told him, causing Soul to sigh, a smile on his face as he walked away. He was just messing with Aaron's head at this point.

Soul pulled his arm back, similarly to Stephen, using his clawed fingers to leave large gashes in the tungsten's face. However, over around thirty seconds, it was healed. It was almost as if it had been afflicted by a potent magical ability. "Aaron, are you healing this thing yourself?" Soul asked Aaron as he walked over. "Nope. I'm just the person who supplied it with power. It knows healing spells, which ones to use and when to activate them." Aaron explained, a smile growing on his face.

"If it gets damaged, it will automatically activate the healing spell. It then revitalises itself. There's a lot of things that this thing can do, although you wouldn't notice half of them." Aaron told everyone. Each of them stepped up to the tungsten punching bag before them, each throwing one attack before letting the next person have their chance to hit it. There was a mixture of punches and kicks used by the Boundless people. However, Stephen was the last person to attack it. This was because he had impacted against it before.

Stephen pulled his hand back, charing up his blow. He flung his arm forwards toward the dummy as if it were a whip. A crack as loud as thunder was heard, and the sound of something breaking shot through the ears of everyone present. It was a scary snap. Aaron looked at the dummy, realising that it was coated in blood. Then, a scream ripped through the air. Stephen's hand had been broken in multiple places, bone sticking out of the flesh in his palm and the back of his hand. "Calm down. I guess I'm one of the few Boundless people that don't feel pain." Aaron commented, using Boundless Telekinesis to revert Stephan's hand to a precious form. The point in time chosen was five minutes before Stephan used that stupid move and attacked the tungsten dummy with a slap. "You should never do that again, Stephan. It wasn't a smart choice, was it?" Aaron asked Stephan, an embarrassed look upon Stephan's face.