Training [Private]

Using Blut she shoved them out and tried standing back up. Her body wasn’t very suited for taking damage but she used her her hammer to stand up using it as a crutch. She panted with blood pouring down her legs and arms. They were only small cuts but she could use her Blut to stop the blood flow. She hated that her clothes had gotten dirty. Despite someone who dealt with all kinds of soil and getting dirty this was different. She groaned in pain and focused reishi to her feet once again, utilizing and landed atop a tree branch. Trying for balance Ritsuko leapt from branch to branch using Hirenkyaku trying to keep her balance. She wasn’t totally sure which ones would keep her weight supported with the hammer and some snapped under her feet. She landed with to much force so she had to adjust herself with correct speed and balance so she would not end up falling, which she just did. She fell face first down three stories. The fall didn’t hurt nor was her pride. Ritsuko was more annoyed than anything as she was naturally mostly emotionally still. Emotions were something she learned to control through meditation thus her reason.

Ritsuko kept herself moving even after falling. She used a burst of reishi from her feet to rocket forwards and upwards, swinging her sword into a tree and began spinning round and round. For one of the few times she just let herself take over, her mind dictating to her body what she wanted and not what her instincts determined. She was forcing herself to move despite muscles burning and blood feeling as though it was boiling. She threw up into her mouth and let it go. Her throat burned and arms weak, the sword felt heavy. But how could Ritsuko keep going on like this? How could she? Pulled muscles and burning, they quivered without her being able to move much. Was this what people in training went through every day they did? This was a part of meditation in one way. The ability to block out mental pain. She’ll do something about that later too. However how was she to deal with this aching pain?

Pound for pound and inch for inch, ritsuko continued pushing herself. The abilities of Quincy were astounding however they were also dangerous. Her own race disrupted the balance between all three worlds and if she were to solve that issue then she needed to obtain greater power. This problem was not something where they could sit down to talk. Quincy and Shinigami did that two hundred years ago and even hundreds of years before that. Ritsuko needed an answer to the question but how could the Quincy’s powers purify rather than destroy. That was what they were good for, not purification or even reversing something. Still, despite her problems she was not desperate for an answer yet. Ritsuko still needed to first obtain power by forging her body to be stronger than what she cared for.

Truly an issue but with each swing of her sword and her quivering hands and aching muscles Ritsuko kept herself moving. Her clothes from hat to gloves and bra shoes socks and panties were all soaking wet. If Souls were present in everything then ritsuko could enhance those souls, but how? It was simple: Every fiber of her being must go through an ascension like turning lead to gold.