The chamber was quiet again after Jax had trained his powers, but he felt very different. Now around him, the Demon King could feel that the very fabric of space around him felt very thin and responsive.
It felt as if reality itself had become aware of who stood at its center. Jax flexed his fingers slowly and the air around him perfectly bent like silk folding under a master's touch.
"…Yeah," he muttered under his breath with a bit of excitement, "This is different."
He didn't rush and instead spent a-lot of time understanding these powers, hours, maybe more, flew by in the blink of an eye as Jax sat there.
Time itself blurred slightly as he stood alone within the reinforced chamber, experimenting. At first, it was simple.
He began with small distortions. He extended his hand, and the space in front of him compressed into a tight sphere no larger than a marble.
