Averoth was deeply appreciative of Wrock.
Although he could sense it, it was clear that Wrock's foundation was even sturdier than his own. As a Martial Technique, it was clear Wrock's focus was narrowed to a single point. A technique that fully anticipated the acceptance of something grand like Spirit, and every movement was designed to help the growth of both the wielder and their Spirit.
Wrock must've been practicing before he even realized the importance of this foundation. The family, clan, sect, or whatever backed Wrock knew what they were doing! A technique refined over centuries of innovation, steps along a path fully carved and designed for something greater, and yet left space for further innovation and growth!
"It really embodies a Phoenix! Constantly rebirthing itself over iterations!", Averoth announced as he clashed with Wrock.
