"Every waking moment," Eureur Pet said as three icicles rained down upon Torq, "Think of ways to harness your capabilities to their fullest."
"Every waking moment," The icicles turned into a pressurised steam vortex that swerved around Torq's face and spun with force, creating a vacuum as all the air in his lungs was pulled out, "Focus on means to grow stronger."
"Every waking moment," The steam vortex condensed to become a film of water that resembled a pot over his head, not only blocking his air intake, but also behaving like a mirror that displayed his struggling expression, "Become the fittest to survive."
"Only those exist to thrive on Sumatra."
Boom!
The pot of water splashed out, allowing Torq to gasp for air as he collapsed to the floor, wet and weak, wheezing as his Prana reserves had almost run out. His fingers trembled as he failed to form a fist.
