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*stands there, unmoved, like a statue as i hear your bones splinter and crack under your flesh* Using just momentum will not yield victory, though a good start *Points at your bleeding fist* not all things are made of fragile human muscle and bone... Technique goes a long way from just raw force...

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*Recombines with an earlier, uninjured Prism*
What’s the secret, then?

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Arch Numakhiim Ar'Gavryiell: *stands before you, his form radiating an aura of calm and strength.*

From what you read, fighting techniques, at their core, are not about winning battles, but about cultivating yourself...

*He pauses, letting the words sink in.*

Prism, certain moves that involve using the aether and the force of the preternatural elements, are unique. They are fluid, adaptable, like light through a body of water. But this fluidity does not mean formlessness. For example, a body of glass refracts light, but it still has shape, structure. So too must you when dealing out damage and parrying attacks... Consider the idea that what you are trying to break is not a body but a system of functions... a mechanism that works to undo creation... Think an antivirus program in a computer!

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How am I supposed to feel something I can’t tell is even there?

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Arch Numakhiim Ar'Gavryiell: What you feel is not always tangible. The aether, the preternatural forces, they are not like wind or fire. They are subtler, more elusive. But they are there, just as a melody is present in the air, even though you cannot grasp it with your hand...

*He gestures towards the training ground.* Look at the leaves on that tree. They sway, not because they are pushed, but because the wind whispers to them. Feel the warmth on your skin. It is not the sun itself you touch, but its radiant energy...

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*Concentrates*
I’m having a hard time with this. It’s not real to me yet.

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Arch Numakhiim Ar'Gavryiell: You are trying too hard... meditation... try and relax and focus on what you perceive immediately...

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*Sits cross-legged and closes my eyes*
Okay. I’m feeling my surroundings.

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Arch Numakhiim Ar'Gavryiell: Don't just feel them... acknowledge them in your mind and soul! You ARE the surroundings, as much as the surroundings behold you, you behold them...

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This is so non-tangible... and hard to work with.

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Arch Numakhiim Ar'Gavryiell: Yes... It starts there. Not everything manifests first in the tangible, just like a thought goes through a process before it manifests, so does a move to disable an enemy!

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What underlying substance am I trying to interface with? How does it work?

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Arch Numakhiim Ar'Gavryiell: Consciousness... dear child... consciousness...

*As you deepen into meditation you suddenly feel it... deep abiding peace and focus... a primordial strength that follows your every breath... and a thought is made manifest: You shall know the Truth, and The Truth shall set you Free...*

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It's so abstract...
*One of the many Prisms in the network begins to figure it out*

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Arch Numakhiim Ar'Gavryiell: *points towards him* He got it! Now we can begin! *I grin serenely*

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Begin? Begin what?

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Arch Numakhiim Ar'Gavryiell: Reabsorb yourself, and multiply again with the gained wisdom... then, fight!

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*The multitude recombines and then redistributes*
Compete against each other, then?

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Arch Numakhiim Ar'Gavryiell: Against me and the chaos holograms! *Proceeds to manifest hundreds of copies of myself among monstruous holograms that would give nausea to an unprepared mind when looked upon*

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Alright...
*Stretches my legs*
Let's do this.
*The Prism multitude begins to engage in combat against the entities*