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Gosei Ryuu: Ryusen (Dragon Strike)
Rank: "B"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: User takes a step back and cuts the air in front of them through a dimensional rift in a sphere shape.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Picture The basis of Gosei Ryuu techniques. The user stands with their sword in the sheathe. Grabbing the handle of the sword near the Tsuba, the user thereafter steps forward with the front leg while unsheathing the blade in a horizontal attacking motion across the body. So swift is this technique that it is akin to a "flash", taking no movements to perform. When striking, the user is able to use air to slice enemies, focusing a current of wind, to the point where it takes on a sharp edge, which the user launches at foes. Upon sheathing the sword, the user must sacrifice a movement to do so. Depending on the user’s Class Level depends on the distance of the strike.
"D" Class - Travels 10 Meters
"C" Class - Travels 15 Meters
"B" Class - Travels 20 Meters
"A" Class - Travels 30 Meters
"S" Class - Travels 40 Meters

This technique is capable of destroying Overview Items as a power attack by sacrificing 2 movements for a 1 Movement strike. This technique may be performed without a sheathe so long as they use the same motion as if using one.
Limit: Must Learn from a Master of Burēdono Kenseijin, Must know all Stances.

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The great doors of the Kaze no Kuni dojo swung open harder then they ever had, a booming sound echoing through the dojo walls as the building shook, if there where windows, they may have cracked, no one payed this any mind, everyone here was capable of making just as much sound, and the sturdy walls where built to handle any kind of punishment. Standing there in the entrance was not a great big, muscled hulk of a man, but a young boy with white skin and long, straight blonde hair that hung loose to catch any bit of cool wind that happened by, he was wearing a sleeveless shirt, shorts, and over that a thin, white robe that reflected the sunlight but didn't keep the breeze from touching his skin.

It had been a long treck through the scorching hot desert, but it hadn't bothered him very much, his soul was adapted to extreme temperatures and his bloodline made him naturally resistant to the heat. The boy smiled as he looked across the room to see the fighters hard at work, he loved coming to fighting dojo's, they where full of brave souls who loved the thrill of glorious battle, he tilted his head at a specific set of dueling swordsmen.

One of them was grunting, trying to get within striking range of the attacker, meanwhile the other attempted to keep his distance by sending slashes of of energy towards him with slashes from his blade, he had never seen that technique before, but it didn't look too difficult, the boy grabbed the handle of his sword, still sheathed, and stepped forwards, unsheathing it with a quick, fluid motion, imagining an opponent standing in front of him.

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"I grabbed the hilt of my greatsword and unsheathed it, using this momentum to slash the air in front of me, my arm moved with a quickness akin to lightning, the power of the strike as it ripped through the air like thunder, my blade shone with a flash tht jumped from the blade like a painting coming to life, the sheer power of my strike was so out-of-this-world that it cut through reality, forging a blade of wind that felled my foes as if struck by the wrath of gods themsel-"

He had an interesting imagination, but reality was different, what his attack created was no godslaying blade of wind, but a weak cutting effect against the wall, as if a child had tried to scratch it with dagger "It's a start" He looked back to the swordsman with intent eyes, observing every detail of the stance before nodding to himself, sheathing his greatsword and staring at the wall like it would crumble with his gaze.

Looking down at his body he would frown, correcting the flaws in his stance, placing his feet in an "L" position, one foot pointed towards his "opponent" and the other pointed sideways perpendicularly, his left hand held the sheathe and his right gripped the swords handle tightly, his mentality had to match his strike, he would picture his attack blowing off the head of his foe.

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With that corrected, he would slowly unsheathe the blade, exhaling deeply to empty his lungs and try to retain absolute focus, he held the sword with both hands, the tip pointed towards his opponent much like in a kendo stance, then, with a deep breath he would raise his hands up above his head and slash down against the air with all his strength, stopping the blade just in time before it hit the ground.

The wave of energy travelled forwards and scratched against the training dummy, an attack that would've been a wasted movement in a real fight. The boy sighed, he never expected to get something right immediately, but this was taking far too long for someone like him, he remembered the time when he had studied the art of the blade under his teacher and how good he had gotten, but that was a long time ago, and now his skills where deplorable compared with what they once where.

"I guess i'm just a little out of practice...let's shake off the rust a little" he hadn't payed much attention in his teachers martial arts class, but he remembered some of the training exercises, the boy would locate another dummy, taking it by the head to place it a few steps away from the first. The boy then lunged at the first training dummy, striking with a speed far greater then what he had used before, a sound akin to a sonic boom filled the room as the blade came in contact with the dummies metalic surface.

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But it wasn't just noise, as the strike came down, air started to build around the sword, a powerful air pressure being pushed off the tip of the blade as the boy sliced against the first training dummy, sending a wave of air pressure towards the second in the form of a slash, the strike hit hard, but not the way it was intended to, instead of cutting into it the strike created a loud booming sound like the strike of blunt force, the dummy would show no signs of damage, but would topple over gently before falling to the ground, as if it where struck by a baseball bat.

"What the hell? That was terrible!" he yelled, starting to lose his nerve, at first his rust was only a minor nuisance, but it was starting to get really annoying, he kicked the dummy in front of him, knocking it over, and sliced downwards with all his strength, sending out a wave of air presure even weaker then the last time, having let out his frustration, Jotün sighed, even if the force behind the blade was more powerful this time, strength was never the problem, it was proper form that was lacking.

"Damn it, this is just like the first time i learned this with teacher, am i really all the way back at square one?" Lifting up the training dummies again, he would begin to slash at them with normal, slower attacks, it didn't matter how strong or fast your strikes where if they didn't have proper form, and the best way to remedy this issue was to practice more slowly so that you could more easily govern your movements, otherwise you'd only be slashing wildly in random angles, hindering your abilities much more then it helped them.

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The more he slashed at the dummies, the more intense his pace became, air pressure seemed to be building up around it, but it wasn't enough for a air pressured attack, he could strike with mostly proper form if he didn't need to put much speed behind the strike, but a weak attack was of no use to him, he would need to pick up the pace a bit if he wanted to trully improve, he only wished he had payed more attention during teachers explanations, he had no one that good to correct his form now.

His hits where getting stronger, faster, but nowhere near his full strength or speed, it was only the very limit that he was able to use while still keeping a decent enough execution of the slashes, and that limit was steadily growing. As he continued to slice the training dummy in front of him half of his mind began to wander, thinking back about his time training under his teacher.

/Flashback

"And that's why you never forget to...JOTÜN!!!" She scowled and slapped my wrist with her wooden practice sword "Pay attention!" I winced and quickly pulled my hand away, rubbing it to ease the pain "I was!...I just don't see why i have to though, what does this have to do with my Alchemy studies?" My teacher sighed, rubbing her forehead as if she had been over this a thousand times "It has nothing to do with Alchemy...that is not the point, i'm not always going to be here to protect you, and sooner or later your going to have to take care of yourself, I expected that you of all people should know how dangerous the world can be, especially when your travelling alone, so unless you want to get beaten down and left in a puddle of pain for upsetting some random asshole on the streets you WILL pay attention in class, if your going to die i might as well not even teach you anything." I didn't answer, nor did i want to, i simply crossed my arms and stared at her, hoping she'd just get on with the class "Is that all? Good."

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/Continue Flashback

"Anyways..." She said, getting back into her stance, in which she held her sword over her head, i knew it was more meant for offence then defence, but it was rare to start a match with it, before i could continue to think about this and end up daydreaming again, she brought the sword down with a speed i couldn't quite trace, her strike made a loud noise like thunder, it seemed to rip through the very air itself as if it where paper, creating a blade of wind that cut clean through the wooden dummy in front of her.

My eyes opened wider then they ever had before, i had fought on the streets to defend myself more times then i could conveniently count, but i'd never seen anyone strike hard enough to cut air "Oh...Now i'm paying attention"

/End Flashback

As the boys memory ended, he stopped atacking, he hadn't really noticed he still was, his body simply moved on it's own, but it was faster then before, and now the memory of teachers class was fresh in the mind, he could recall her movements as if she was performing them right there in the dojo, so he decided to use this knowledge. Getting back into the stance, he would sheath his blade, preparing to deliver a strike against the air as if it where his strongest foe, a blade of wind was created with a swipe of the sword that was barely seen, but with that kind of power, it was heard.

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Gosei Ryuu: Battōjutsu (Art of Drawing the Blade)
Rank: "B"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: Stance with right foot placed in front of left, pressing the blade of the sheathed sword against the curve of the sheath, which increases draw speed. The drawing of the blade is the same motion used for the attack.
Special: ---
Drawback: It is an all-or-nothing attack where missing the target results in the user being completely vulnerable.
Description: A strong attach where the user quickly unsheathes their blade with an attack in a single motion. This is a slashing sideways type of attack. User stands with the right food in front of the left. User holds the sheathe of the blade with one hand and the other lays lightly on the handle of the sword. With a fluent motion the user takes hold of the blade and un-draws the sword with an attack. A strong attack that is capable of unleashing "A" Rank of slashing power. Gosei Ryuu: Battōjutsu (Art of Drawing the Blade) may be used with Gosei Ryuu: Ryusen (Dragon Strike) at the same time.
Limit: Must Learn from a Master of Burēdono Kenseijin, Must know Gosei Ryuu: Ryusen (Dragon Strike)

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Finally, the blade of wind was perfected once again, or at least it's basic concept was, his teacher made it very clear that there where other more powerful and complex variations, when he was young, he never really went into those variations, he was only an 8 year old, but he was an eight year old with superhuman strength, when it came to Taijutsu he was able to master techniques requiring great strength almost instantly, while those that required more skill took time to learn.

As he was only a child, he often opted for the route that required less work, the easiest path, but he had changed a lot since then, the ways of the world had whipped him into shape, he wasn't the slacker he once was, in fact, he had become very strict with himself, acceptable was for the unambitious, only the very best was acceptable, this attack was...only a normal attack, but far to weak for him to actually use. Thanks to his teacher he had actually worked on mastering it as a child, however briefly, as he opted for different, more power-reliant attacks, but now that he travelled alone and had to deal with all sorts of people, he wanted to get everything he could out of his blades potential.

No, it wasn't just travelling, those carefree days where far behind him, it would not be long before he'd have to work to restore his homeland to glory, and he couldn't do that with skills as dull as his blade, his sword wasn't exactly made of quality metal, his abilities alone would need to compensate, the next thing he would try was a faster version of the dragon strike, but it was more then just a little faster, the speed alone would make the blade feel sharper. The boy re-sheathed his blade, adopting his best battojutsu stance, he imagined the enemy was raising their own sword to strike, to survive he would need to be faster, so he did what any well-headed individual would do, he swung the sword as fast as he could.

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The sword swished through the air, much faster then before, coming in forcefully against the dummy, but it was still only a simple slash, and everyone in this dojo knew that simply swinging a blade was not enough to successfuly perform a technique, if this where false then any fool would be born a master in the ways of the blade, it was all in the technique. But even this strike had more then just technique to set it aside, not only was the student required to strike perfectly, but they where required to do so quickly.

This was a problem, even if one had flawless technique when striking in slow motion, it didn't mean they could attack properly if going at their average speed, the same could be said when comparing average speed to this form of super speed, he knew his technique in the average category would be perfected by now but this new strike would take it to the next stage.

This didn't mean the student needed to naturally move at any sort of absurd speeds in order to pull this off, most of the callenge was concentrating your strength into your arm to muster the energy to draw your sword at a speed that was easily missable should the observer happen to blink, this was never to be the combatants passive speed, but a speed they summoned through a surge of strength, the same principles used through other abilities of great speed, such as the common shunshin.

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In fact, this was not so different from a shunshin, only the practitioner strengthened the arms rather then the legs, Jotün had dabbled in the ways of the shunshin, he was still inexperienced, but even what little knowledge he had would prove some use, still, this was far more complicated, he remembered the first time he attempted it as a child, he had pushed himself too far, and nearly damaged his tendons, resulting in having an arm that was practically useless.

Such a thing was not too much of a problem during training, the worst that could happen was the loss of precious time he could've spent getting stronger, but in a fight such blunders are often fatal. With these thoughts in mind, he quickly unsheathed his blade once more in a rapid strike against the training dummy, and once again he started getting carried away in his thoughts, trying to remember his teachers lessons.

/Flashback

I remember it well, but that's the way i always remember things, Vash was trying to get me to learn more from her favourite style, the Blade of the Sword Saint, i had done well with the more strength oriented Courage and Power methods, but the more Technical Wisdom method continued to allude me, i was quite proud of myself after Mastering the basic Dragon Strike, it had been the most difficult principle for me at that point, and now that i'd learned it my confidence was boosted significantly.

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Still, my days on the streets had taught me hard practicality, even i knew that confidence alone was not enough to accomplish something. "Again!! That was Terrible!!" My teacher Yelled as my sword came in contact with the training dummy, creating a blunt, wooden sound "Doesn't your voice ever get tired from scolding my form?" My voice had an edge of annoyance, but not surprise, she always did this "No...not really, you are not the first i have taught little Jotün, and you are not the first to be so undisciplined, now back to training, less talking, more slashing!"

Now, Jotün was not my real name, at least, it wasn't at the time, she told me it meant "wise one" in some ancient tongue, but i later discovered it meant something along the lines of giant. It was a name she used ironically and comically to make fun of my short stature, it was just like her to turn my nickname into a pun, she appeared serious most of the time, but simple joys like these where half the reason she got up in the morning.

"Again!!" She yelled, in response to what must've been my Three-hundredth attempt at striking the dummy at "God-speed" this was both the best and worst part of training with Vash, she never seemed to let me stop, i can thank her today, as my arms couldn't pull off half the things i do if not for her. As you can imagine, i posessed no such gratitude at the time, to this day i still remember how my muscles ached after an afternoon of training, it felt like my entire upper half could just fall off.

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"Again!!" No matter ho many times she yelled, Vash's voice never dwindled, every time she yelled for me to continue each scream was just as, if not more intense then the last, clearly she was nowhere near tiring herself out, i on the other hand, could use a break "Damn it...Vash" I said in between breaths, still holding my sword up in a guard position, she'd push me harder, making me go faster if i stopped for too long, but if i dropped my guard she'd increase the number of practice strikes altogether.

"Well...what are you waiting for? Because when your on the battlefield the only thing that's coming is your opponents blade into your gut." She said, starting to get impatient with my pace "Don't...you think...this is a little much?" I said, having paused twice mid-sentence to catch my breath "No, in fact...if you think this is to much i could add some to your co-" "No...nevermind, i can keep going all day" I said this with an edge of sarcasm, it was far to clear i was near my limit.

I wouldn't normally have been so tired, but this technique was especially annoying, i had to strike the dummy with all my power every time, and speed-wise i was still failing, not only that, but i actually had to sheath my sword after every hit, i just didn't understand the purpose of it, in my mind there was no difference between this nonsense and swinging at the foe as fast as one could, without the need for pointlessly sheathing the sword beforehand.

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At this point my muscles where sore and i simply wanted to get this done and over with as quickly as i could, so i held the blade in front of me and repeatedly struck the dummy horizontally, but this time without sheathing the blade in between hits, meaning i could strike much more often, my teacher simply frowned "Going back to simple basic strikes already?" she scowled, i groaned and turned to her "Well i'm certainly not getting anywhere the way you told me to do it!!"

Vash scratched her head and pursed her lips "No...the problem is not the exercise, the problem is your mindset, your approaching this all wrong, the idea is not to strike with rapid successive hits, it never was, the objective is to strike with a single, fierce blow to obliterate your opponent" The woman stepped forwards, gently placing her fingers over her swords handle "I don't want you to think of slamming your blade into the opponent repeatedly, forget that! Simply watch the enemy as they move, and wait for the right...time...to strike!" 

The moment she finished her sentence the damage was done, her blade struck the dummy in less then a second, if it hadn't been hammered to the ground it would have surely toppled over and fallen "Imagine this strke to contain all of your energy, like you plan to rip the enemy in two with a single strike!" I didn't answer her this time, i simply nodded, taking in the information in a way that said i wanted nothing more then to concentrate on the task at hand. Sheathing my blade, i prepared my striking arm and quickly unsheathed, aiming to strike my enemy at full force.

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Eagle's Swoop
Rank: "C" Always 30 Training Points
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: When the user jumps at an opponent or falls on an opponent they will deal more damage.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: To use this technique, the user must charge an opponent or jump down on their opponent from at least 3 meters up. Prior to the damage determine the Jump Good skill to see how much extra damage the user does. For every 5 Skill Points the user has in Jump Good the user deals +1 extra damage to their TaiJutsu attack.
Limit: Must learn from Universal TaiJutsu. Must know Death From Above.

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/Back to the Present

Just like that his blade slammed into the target, creating a harsh metalic sound that echoed throughout the dojo, he felt like he should've been surprised, after so many failed attempts to advance this fighting style he had finally done it, at least this time he did, when he was a boy training under Vashet he hadn't been so lucky, full strength was a lot for even a kamyuja to handle, after striking the training dummy that final time he injured his arm, being unable to train for several days.

Those kind of attacks simply weren't in his nature, which of course was the reason why it felt so good to pull them off now when he was older, something he didn't even dream of doing when he was a child. Now, you might be thinking he was a quitter, and perhaps that was partially true, but the biggest reason was that there where many ways to use a sword, fast and skillful was only one style, and most people just wheren't proficient in every style.

It was Jotün in particular that had a more crude, forceful fighting style that most martial artists didn't fancy, even when he was growing up with Vash he learned the "proper" ways to strike with a sword, but he also created his own ways of striking, his body was more advanced, and wether he liked it or not, his optimal fighting style would never be the same as a regular humans, but now that he was all grown up, he hoped to polish this adapted style.

Before it was much more complicated for him to figure out ways to maintain full strength while being fast enough to strike his target, but he was aiming to fix that, the boy would stand facing the dummy, no less then 10 meters away, then he charged, with swift, efficient movements, thrusting his sword into the enemies stomach.

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A boy of his strength already hit hard with a simple swing of a sword, but a strike like this put the weight of his body into the thrust, and for one so young he was heavy, just one of the effects of having a superhumans skeletal structure. Jotün hadn't moved his body llike this in a long time, it created a pleasant, somewhat nostalgic feeling in his gut, as he lunged forward to strike at his opponents abdomen, his mind was flooded with memories from his childhood.

/Flashback

I descended from the air towards my target, and there was the pleasant sound of metal clashing against wood when my blade slammed down into the wooden dummies head, a sound that was all too familiar to my young ears, i heard it every day between morning and night, on days i didn't feel like training my teacher saw to it that i did, every day except monday, she believed that the muscles needed at least one day per week to properly recover from getting warn out.

Vashet was normally my swordsmanship instructor, but today she had been extra busy with her research, and would be later then usual, and with no one to give me instructions, i was left to my own affairs. Now, children often have great delusions as to what action and combat really is, expecting it to be flashy and full of exotic movements, left to suffer a rude awakening when they discover that such flashy attacks are rather inefective in a fight, unfortunately, i was no exception, and when i was left to practice on my own i sometimes liked to pretend that combat was exactly the way i fantasized it to be.

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But today Vash finished her overweling work before she'd expected, and walked into the dojo area just in time to crush my childish dreams under the sole of her boot "Looks like i finished early today Jot-" She paused, seeming unsure of what to think of the situation "That...isn't going to help you...at all" her tone was firm but calm, as it usually was, whem she said this i turned to look at her with a scowl, but my 8 year olds cheeks made it seem more like a pout.

"Yes it does!" i said, sounding overly defensive "No, no it doesn't, that kind of attack will leave you wide open for a counter" I let out a weak groan as i heard this, teacher was always so stubborn on what moves worked and what ones didn't "But it's soooo strong!" I protested, more discouraged then i should'e been "Brute force isn't everything, no matter how hard you can hit, it counts for nothing if you cannot inflict the damage upon your opponent, if they dodge, the damage done is zero, so in theory, yours is the weakest attack" Her tone more matter-of-factly then anything.

I showed her a haughty smirk, raising my blade with an air of confidence "Alright, fine, if my attacks are so terrible lets see you block them" She didn't answer, instead she simply waved her hand in front of her, conjuring a sword from thin air, i understood immediately what she meant, so i changed my still stance to a charge, and jumped up into the air with my sword above my head, an arrogant smirk on my face "Your not always right!! Now you can finally stop treating me like a child, TASTE MY BLADE!!!" I thought to myself without a doubt in the world as i brought my sword down to meet her neck, i knew that if i didn't fight her with the intention to kill i'd never be able to stand a chance.

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Chakra Strike
Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: User draws upon their Chakra power to enhance their weapons with Chakra Energy.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: As a Weaving Movement, user can imbue their weapons with a fraction of their power. For 5 rounds per Class Level, the user's weapons deal +1 damage and are treated as Chakra for the purpose of overcoming damage reduction. This bonus increases by +1 per Class Level to a maximum of +5 at "S" Class. At "B" Class, user's extra damage can be of the acid, cold, electricity, or fire type. At "A" Class, user's weapon damage increases by +6 to that respected element. If the user has the Wind Release they may apply their release to this technique turning the Elemental Damage to Slashing, Bludgeoning, or Piercing Damage depending on the type of Weapon used.
Limit: Universal TaiJutsu Technique. Must know Chakra Jutsus.

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My scream echoed against the dojo walls as i summoned all of my strength to strike down any defense this woman could create, but then she did something i'd never expected, she didn't defend, she didn't even dodge, holding my sword above my head i would strike down at her, but instead of creating the destruction i anticipated, she caught wrist mid-strike, but there wasn't much force, or any resistance at all against my movement.

Instead she did the opposite, she strengthened my movement, using my own downwards strike to pull me down as she stepped out of the way, i could tell most of the movement was in her wrist, but even if i knew how her counter was done, it didn't make the connection of my face against the wooden floor any less painful, my expression was a mix of pain with dissapointment in myself "See? I told you that attack would be too simple to predict"

Laying on my face, i turned my body over, eyeing her with a slight scowl "That was a dirty trick...your saying that counter wouldn't have worked if i didn't jump?" Vash simply raised her eyebrow, fully aware i was asking that question just to waste her time "I'm saying it makes you too predictable to actually hit anything, you'll have to find another way of strengthening your hits" She stared down at the sword she held in her hand without moving her arm, then she tossed the blade to the side "There...i'll even be generous enough to fight you unarmed, you can keep the sword though"

Her face held no expression as she said this, not even excitement, she was not doing this for excitement, only to try to push me to my limits, i quickly got up, shrugging off the dust on my clothes, my heritage made sure any scratches or bruises where healed quickly, i then skimmed over her stance, finding no holes in it, but i had one advantage, i knew her moves, and i knew how i might be able to counter her own defense.

I pretended to be observing her stance, looking for an openning, but i was channeling chakra from my entire body, i didn't have very much of it, i had to grab any scraps i could, focusing them into my blade, allowing the energy to remain dormant thus far, it would only create any effect when i willed it.