my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Amun stared out at the training area, frowning. The fighters out there moved with varying degrees of precision and skill; as he watched them, he rolled his shoulders and his head. Unlike them, his frame was still a little too lean and his clothes hung a little too loosely. Zhanshi, circling at the potter's feet, launched into the air to tug at his pant's leg.
Sighing, the Ascended shook his head. Still, he took a few steps out onto the grounds before coming to a halt. Swaying from side to side, he took a deep and totally unnecessary breath. Sliding one foot back, he wobbled a bit as he twisted his body so he was bladed at one angle.
Grunting, he threw a punch that barely traveled past his torso. The metal circling his arms clinked as he did. Shaking out his wrist, he reset his stance.
Sighing, the Ascended shook his head. Still, he took a few steps out onto the grounds before coming to a halt. Swaying from side to side, he took a deep and totally unnecessary breath. Sliding one foot back, he wobbled a bit as he twisted his body so he was bladed at one angle.
Grunting, he threw a punch that barely traveled past his torso. The metal circling his arms clinked as he did. Shaking out his wrist, he reset his stance.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
