Igneel punched several small wooden creatures. They shattered as his fist grew swifter and more accurate. As he struck the final one down he breathed heavily, "Better, I think."
Finding a secluded position he took up a lotus position and deeply breathed inwards. As he closed his eyes he felt his consciousness fading, but this was intentional. Shortly his eyes snapped open and he slicked his hair back.
"Not bad indeed. You've continued to impress me, I am pleased to accept you as a member of the Misten Cloud Sect.", Umin stood up and performed a few physical exercises.
His fist was far sharper, his movements far smoother. After he performed the beginning moves of the Misten Cloud's initiate technique he paused and performed a breathing pattern.
"Very good, he's been practicing this as well. I am surprised that my modified qi breathing technique works so well with this 'mana'. Not that it matters."
