The Righteous Guardian and the Pale Rider

Toshiko slowly took a seat across from Tsubasa, slowly sitting on her legs so that she was sitting up straight, staring directly at Tsubasa. Of course, she looked at the food and prevented herself from immediately eating it like she hadn't eaten in months. No, she, instead, picked up her chopsticks, used the back of the chopsticks, the wide end, to pick up food and then place it on the platter in front of her. Just as Toshiko was about to put a piece of Sushi in her mouth, she heard what this all was for. She sat there for a second, her mouth partially open, before she placed the sushi in her mouth quickly, ate it, and then put her chopsticks down.

"Your full spiritual pressure huh...? Dear god it will be a wonder I don't crumple like a tin can... Alright, I'm ready. Or at least as ready anyone could be when it comes to feeling the spiritual pressure of a rather powerful being."

It would be a lie to say that Toshiko wasn't scared; she sure as hell was, because, if she lost the capability to speak during this "exercise" there is a good chance she could get injured badly. Toshiko attempted to brace herself, not knowing what she may feel as she has never really been in the presence of energy levels much greater than her own; it was always Niflheim or others of equivalent tier of herself. Even then, Toshiko has never felt giant fluxes of energy big enough to make her feel like she was being crushed; this would be the first time, and she truly had no idea how to deal with it. Toshiko then took a deep breath and prepared herself for what was to come next, giving Tsubasa a nod to tell she was ready.

Yet she could not have been prepared for what she felt. One could possibly characterize it as an ocean being dumped on their head constantly; fighting against the water but being taken under fast enough that fighting against the current is futile. That's what it felt like to Toshiko, an ocean being dumped on her head; barely being able to breath as it cascaded down her head, shoulders, her entire body. If she wasn't already sitting, Toshiko would have crumpled to her hands and knees. Hell, she had to keep herself from being crushed by it by holding herself up.

It was hard to think of what to do, and, not to mention, it was also hard to call on her energy. It was not because of the situation, but because of what was happening since Chicago. Toshiko hadn't been able to harness her energy properly, and, by not being able to do so; it limited her greatly. Of course, that doesn't mean she is unable to harness her energy, it is simply difficult to do so without due preparation. Since there was not much due preparation, Toshiko would look to be struggling. Hell, it makes sense for her to be struggling since she was basically buried under an ocean. She coughed, choking on her own spit for a moment when she tried to breath. Physically, it was an extreme pain, her brain wanted to cry for release, but, she had to keep her wits about her and think clearly; easier said then done, of course.

As Toshiko focused and attempted to focus her energy so she could access it better, she tried a little something. She, obviously, was having troubles with this energy; barely being able to fight against it as she had to push against the table in front of her. Hell, she was unable to eat food due to not wanting to choke. However, Toshiko had a plan of a sorts. Whether it worked or not would be a bit of a stretch. Basically, Toshiko would be attempting to form super dense reishi around her and attempt to force it to push in the opposite direction. After a little bit of focus, and strain, Toshiko was able to gather the reishi necessary and use it to push against Tsubasa's spiritual pressure. However, it wasn't too effective. After all, it was simply pushing against the energy and it wouldn't fully relieve Toshiko, the breathlessness she would be feeling would still be present regardless.

The strain on Toshiko's mind and body was rather ridiculous, her head hanging and sweat dripping down her brow as she attempted to fight against the energy. Of course, without really noticing it, her hair was also slowly turning more and more blonde. It was slow, of course, but, the blonde was slowly creeping around every bit of hair. Toshiko soon attempted to sit up straight and could feel her body giving way; she could hold herself no longer. Through clenched teeth she breathed the word that was the safe word.

"S-S-Sakura..."

As soon as Tsubasa would draw back his reiatsu Toshiko would inhale rather loudly and then try not to fall forwards onto the table from exhaustion. She looked at Tsubasa, sweat still running down her brow, more of her hair blonde now, but, only a a bit more.

"J-J-Jeez, it's a good thing I'm not too weak, otherwise I am sure that would have literally broken me. Hell, too long and it may have... M-Mind giving me a few minutes to eat some food before we continue...?"