Presence (Focused)
Trained Observer
Dexterity (Lithe)
Existence is War.
Phoenyx had been training for hours. Something about what had happened lately was coursing through her. It wasn't Kaze, or Aurora. They were a part of it, but it was something more. More than coming to Sacramento and joining a cabal of Arrows.
Furious fight-blows land on the bag.
Sweat pours from her brow.
There was something better about this life. Being with more of her kind gave her insight. The war gave her practicality. Her training brought wisdom.
Enlightenment is Honour.
Legs meet the back with loud thuds of impact.
Phoenyx was changing, she know. Her skills had been put into practice, and she had shown she could change to the scenario and overcome those challenges.
And Adaptability is strength.
She was becoming more. Actually meeting and talking with people. But it made her closer connected to those around her, and in doing so, a closer connection to the universe.
The Supernal is the Self.
She moved away from the swinging punching bag, panting heavily. The Obrimos could feel her connection to everything. It was like... everything was making more sense. Connecting together. And with that responsibility of Power came the duty of service.
Because Service is Mastery.
With an echoing screech Phoenyx's nimbus flares loudly into life, reverberating through the Sanctum. The eagle-like cry was paired with the flare of fiery scarlet wings, arching out around the Obrimos. They beat the air, enveloping around her, and flames tore out from Phoenyx's feet and across the floor, arching up the walls, and was gone. Phoenyx collapsed to the floor. She could see everything. The connections. The vibrancy....
It was fading fast, but Phoenyx knew. She knew she was closer to an enlightened life. She was more powerful than before. She could feel it.
Phoenyx has grown to Gnosis 3!
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