He was to execute a specific motion that on the surface looked simple but internally constructed a complex series of minute flows, of which he knew a tenth of the entire procedure.
Nevertheless, as little as he comprehended of the technique, as long as he could stimulate the wild motion into punching he would pass the third test, or so he thought up until he inspected the Faras Stone’s brand on his chest.
‘Finni, Tulkin and Chipp… it is a clean slate for me to fill, just like those three!’
When he passed the first test the brand appeared around fifteen percent complete, and after the second test more than fifty percent but less than fifty five percent of it was apparent. Although its functions were already at work, the mechanism was not for Zax to perceive. What, however, was for him to
