'Why does it have to be this pose of all positions?' Damien groaned, trying to force his aura out like the shadow had told him.
His feet were placed a meter apart, and his body bent in what he now called the toilet position. The shadow was still standing before him, his fiery aura sending powerful radiance around the vast blackness. Even the black waters glistening on the ground were spacing away from the immense energy. Damien could feel the waves splashing violently into his shoes.
"Any second now and you're going to die. I'm sure you can already feel your body declining, so try forcing the aura out a bit more quickly please," the shadow warned.
"Dude! I can feel poop almost poking out my butthole and you're telling me it's still not enough?"
"Hmm."
'Fucking idiot.'
"I can hear your thoughts you know."
"Shut up and let me concentrate!" Damien hissed back, closing his eyes.
