[Training] An invitation to spar

He shuddered. Disentigration. Now that was scary. He didn’t want to have that power used on him, even if it was weak. Just being able to take off some skin would take weeks to heal, if he was imagining the effects of such a power properly. He decided not to think too much about it or he would be scared to get close to Abraia. He wanted to form a friendship with her, not be scared. Plus if she could feel safe around his power then he owed it to her to trust her. Abraia came at him and he held out his hands to catch her jab, forgetting that she liked to feint. He grabbed air. He sighed then tried to punch her right in the face.