"Knock Knock Knock"
The resounding bang echoed in the distance until something even more hostile sprung out from his left, bringing to knees the trees that scattered around the valley. Cracks ran through ice structures like kneaded web until they shattered into several pieces. The intensity of the roar shook the foundations of the landscape and caused the young prince to bend low, both palms against his ears to shield them from the intensity of the roar. To show forth it's power, the prince was gradually repelled even as he struggled to maintain his footing. Few seconds, a minute, finally, silence reigned supreme once more, forcing the prince to retract his hands from his ears.
He raised his left hand towards his face, removing his glasses, he rubbed them against his cloth to clear the foggy mist that glued to both. Setting them back before his eyes and positioning it at the bridge of his nose, he stared into the distance, moving his head gradually, scanning the mountains till he saw a silhouette standing tall in the midst of the mountains from whence the roar came. He deduced that this must be no one else other than the crazed Grandmaster, judging from the fact that no one responded to his call behind the wooden door.
The prince shook his head, this old geezer had gone looking for trouble, he could tell. And now, dragging the fair prince into this scenario he had created, how cumbersome. Well, judging from ranks and thrill for adventure, the prince couldn't object even if he wanted, rather, flowing with the tide to experience adventure at its peak would be a favour this mission would grant him. He exhaled, letting out trapped warm air and taking in from his nostrils, chilled air. He began to move, little by little, he drew closer till he was few meters away from the foot of the mountain. Pressing his feet against the mountain floors, he focused his weight to both feet, boosting himself, he made a leap which granted him access over several outstretched icy platforms, easily towering each and landing on them to repeat same procedure. Upon getting to the fifth, he towered above it easily, but the moment he set his feet on it, attempting another boost, the platform lost its firmness and came crashing down with the prince on its rubbles. On mid air, the prince spun himself, withdrawing the blade attached to his waist, with enough force in his right hand, he dug deep into the mountain the edge of the sword, halting his decent as he hung like a picture on a wall.
"Tch.. Screw this." he lamented. Forcefully retracting his sword, he free fell at a reduced pace, landing on the later platform he had hopped on before getting to this which was now nothing but rubbles on the face of the other. He sheathed his blade, deciding to go at this the "Quincy way". Jumping into the air, one may think he attempted jumping down the mountain on a suicide ride or whatever they thought his motive was. Gathering reishi beneath, he began to surf the air on a board made of reishi which extended, tho a bit crooked in form. He rode till he was at the top, leaping off it, he made a forward full body spin, then forcefully landing to the left of the Grandmaster, one knee down, another drawing close to his chest even as he bent low his body in unison with his head. His right arm rested atop the knee close to his chest while his left palmed the Earth.
"Forgive my lateness Crimson Sama.. You called for me.". The prince spoke calmly but boldly, picking his words carefully so as not to provoke the crazed Titan.
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