Training Part 1

Blake activated his soul spirit and purple smoke started appearing behind him. This time even Blake's wrist and hands were covered in purple smoke. They didn't have any shape. Harold understood that the soul-spirit was becoming more dominant on Blake and if not controlled properly it can completely take control over Blake. This state is called a berserker state.

'The berserker state is fairly common in people who have soul spirit related to animals but many clans have developed breathing techniques which give the user a fair amount of control when in berserker state. Blake's soul spirit won't come under control in this way. Blake might have to create a breathing technique of his own as no breathing techniques are available for people using dark mana.' Harold thought with a grim expression on his face. The need for Blake to control his soul spirit was more urgent than ever. He couldn't afford to waste time on this. Harold was in a dilemma whether to tell Blake about this or not.

'If Blake doesn't train seriously then I'll tell him or else there is no need to put so much pressure on a kid.' Harold thought.

He looked at Blake and said "Blake try to feel the smoke on your wrist and your fingers. Try to take them back. Close your eyes and stable your breathing if you need to."

Blake nodded and looked at both his hands with were covered in smoke. He decided to try this by giving a simple order.

'Go back' Blake said in his mind but the smoke only became a bit lighter where Blake could see the outline of his hands. But it was still covered in smoke. The fact that his own soul spirit was not listening to him irritated him a bit. He had seen the control Arya and Simon have over their soul-spirit.

'I SAID GO BACK' Blake said in his mind but with a little commanding tone. This made things worse. The less-dense smoke suddenly became extremely dark and tentacles appeared from it. Harold saw this and understood that Blake must have used anger instead of control.

"Blake it is okay if you can't control it. Applying force will never help. You need to be in sync with your soul-spirit. Close your eyes, get to steady breathing, and then try again calmly. It doesn't matter how much time it takes." Harold said.

Sheila, Anya, and the two kids were on the sidelines but none of them said a word. They knew what Harold was doing was very important and interfering with it may cause many problems. Blake looked at them and seeing that they had normal expressions on their face he assumed that this is a common problem with kids trying to control their soul-spirit.

Blake sat down on the ground and closed his eyes. He tried to steady his breathing just like Harold said and after a few seconds, his breathing was normal. This time he didn't have to say to the soul-spirit to go back. He just imagined the purple smoke backing off and immediately the chaotic tentacles went back into his skin as if pulled in by a vacuum cleaner.

Blake opened his eyes and seeing that the experiment had worked a smile bloomed on his face he looked at Sheila who was also smiling and then at Harold and said "Uncle Harold I did it." in an excited tone.

Harold couldn't help but smile at the enthusiasm of the kid. He said "Now I want you to do this exercise 100 times where you will bring the smoke out and cover your hands and the next second, pull back all the smoke. I want you to have enough control for this to become your second nature."

Blake nodded and started practicing. Seeing this Harold walked toward his wife and kids and said honey take the kids to another training ground and start their training. Sheila, you can stay here and watch if you want."

Arya looked at her dad and asked "Dad, why can't we train with Blake?"

Harold chuckled and said "Because he has yet to learn to control his soul spirit. His combat style may be based more on the strength of his soul spirit while yours and Simon's will be based on how you use your soul spirit. So for the first month, both of your training will be different. Don't worry at the start of the day all three of you will do the same physical training."

Hearing the word Physical training, Simon had an ugly expression on his face. He wasn't the athletic type but now his soul spirit demanded physical fitness and remarkable speed so physical training was the basis of his training routine.

"I can't stay here. I'll go with Anya to see these two kids train. I know you can take better care than him in terms of soul spirit training. My love and care for him might hinder his training." Sheila said and Anya put her hand on her shoulder to give her support.

After a few seconds, they all left and the only people remaining on this training ground were Harold and Blake. Blake had already practiced the exercise more than 50 times by now. Now he didn't need to concentrate too much on his breathing. Little by little he started to gain confidence in himself and now he could do it without sitting in the lotus position or anything like that. He was immensely proud of himself for succeeding in soul-spirit control on the very first day.

"Blake now I want you to run around the ground at full speed. Enough to raise your heart rate. And in such a state I want you to activate and retract your soul spirit from your wrist and arms. I want you to be able to control your soul spirit even when you are in a battle. The irregular heartbeat will simulate your state in a chaotic battle." Harold said and Blake started running without asking any questions.

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