Six Months

As the months continued to flow by, Dyon spent many meditating on his wills. When he wasn't doing so, he focused on control. Whether that be repeatedly slashing the same stroke again and again, or stream lining his wills into needles as opposed to the gush he had used before.

In his master's memories, he confirmed his thoughts on the levels of mastery when it came to wills. For example, in his master's prime, she would be able to send an infinitesimally small beam of celestial will that would completely cripple attacks.

That not only showed her level of control over the will, but also her understanding of it. Celestial will at its core was meant to purify, but that also implied that it was meant to be focused on flaws. To use celestial will the way Dyon had been could be said to be incomparably wasteful of heaven's treasures.

To one day reach a level where he could sense the crux of a flaw in a technique, and then focus his celestial will there, would have to be Dyon's goal.