"3"

He'd chug one bottle quickly, the taste was sour with a tinge of sweetness. The flavoring was one of the imaginary tastes that earthlings named after some of their fruits. Ryme never understood the point of this convention, to name things after others even though they didn't taste similar. As he walked back to his quarters to deposit his bottles, his skin would grow itchy, and he felt as if his blood was rushing. It was as if his warm-up had doubled, his body was more than ready to train. When he arrived back in the gravity room his brother would be explaining how his new training device worked and that it could imitate other fighting styles.

"2"

His brother seemed to look for more objects to help accelerate their power. It wasn't a surprise that creating a Conglomerate that spanned the universe was their united goal, Ryme had always felt his brothers yearn for power. He would question if he had that sense, the need for power. There had been another road calling to him since he had met Babidi, a pathway to a new style. He didn't want to be just a fighter or a magician, he wanted to combine it together and make it his own. Something different than the Majin's combination, Ryme wanted something unique. Still, his goal at the moment was expansion.

"1"

The training was live, Ryme didn't hesitate he wanted to see if he could destroy his brother's new toy. He'd throw a fully powered Ki Ball straight at a robot, no Chiller. Ryme wanted to immerse himself fully into the program, he'd think of him as Chiller. After firing his Ki Ball, Ryme would start to focus, the first blast was the constant, time for the variable.

While Ryme hadn't been strong enough to continue training under Master Babidi. He didn't have the same problem producing magic as he did when he first started practicing. His newest difficulty was using his magic to augment his Ki, he had seen how Majin creatures combined it, and he wanted something different. Focusing his Ki he'd make another Ki ball, then he'd try...success he had managed to create magical spikes on the ball. Ryme would send it at Chiller, the ball wouldn't go more than 1 foot before the magical spikes vanished off the ki ball. Frowning Ryme would think about what he should do differently, he hadn't been taking the training as seriously as his brother warned.

It wasn't a surprise when Chiller took advantage, one second Ryme was charging another Ki Ball in his hand. The next he was flattened on the wall of the gravity chamber. Chiller directly on top of him, Ryme knew if he waited long enough his brother would get him off. The thought disgusted him in training. He'd start trying to fire Ki Blasts with a magical outside to break any initial barrier, or at least that was his idea. Instead, the Ki and Magic interfered with each other and created Ki explosions that hit both Ryme and Chiller. He did manage to escape the chaos, flying away to create space.

Chiller's eyes would glow red, to Ryme it seemed realistic, their father's hatred for Ryme's disappointment for the family-made material. As his brother increased his strength proportionally so that he'd be strong enough to take both of them at the same time. He needed to train as well. More Ki balls would go flying at their father, this time from his brother. It would serve as a distraction for Ryme to attempt another magic orb. He'd be surprised when one of the Ki balls was going straight at him. Ryme didn't have the time or means to dodge the attack. Instead, his armor would augment and shoot out, expanding over his body to reduce the damage.

Before the dust could clear, Ryme shot through the dust dome, the air would rush into the dome as the room cleared. His father had also withstood the attack though he took it directly on. It was while Ryme was free floating next to the ceiling that it hit him. He felt heavier than just the gravity. A natural sluggishness, it was new but he didn't have time to figure it out. He wasn't sure if he was fighting his brother and his dad or what was going on. All he knew was that he'd just have to assume it was both. It was time for attempt 2.

In this attempt, Ryme tried to have his Magic be the base of the attack. He had found that the best way to draw magic out of his body was to focus on his goals and intent. Ryme would empty his mind before starting, thoughts of happiness spilled by, their first time on earth, his first won fight against a bully...all the things he enjoyed. The things he would do to keep them, and what he would do to obtain even more. His magic ball was as fierce as Ki base, then he Layered it with Ki Spikes and tossed it in between his father and Zero. He attempted to make the Ki spikes shoot out as Ki blasts. Instead, the ball exploded, creating another dust cloud between the two.

"ITS STILL A WORK IN PROGRESS TAKE THIS"

He'd fire off an array of Ki blasts at both, this time he felt better. It all felt so off, more draining more tiring with every one of his actions. He thought back to his brother's blast, was it different than usual or was this high of gravity just different? Or maybe it was the droid's blast did it have data that he did not? Either way, he knew that something was influencing his body. He'd continue to deal with it until he could discover why.

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His attack still wasn't working as intended, it had to be the ratio. Did he need more magic than Ki or vice versa? It was impossible to tell; he'd have to use his process of elimination to figure out what exactly he'd need to do. Maybe a more balanced mix, so far he had tried his separate but equal policy because of his lack of hybridizing the force. He'd have his Ki be the dominant force this time. The magic would just be there to augment, to help push the Ki to the place it needed. Like all the employees in Ika CGLM, they were on their own insignificant. But when directed by someone as powerful and intelligent as the brothers, they became a true icon of power. Ryme would start to gather his energy Ki first, and he'd make the base of the spikes with Ki. Then he'd start to finish up the spikes with magic, it was all coming together so perfectly.

However, Ryme had made a fatal mistake by focusing too hard on improving his attack. He had forgotten about the battle going on around him, he'd be reminded by the two blasts coming at him. He'd harden his armor protecting him from the blasts. He'd almost dodged his brother's tail, but his father had shot him with blasts. Sidestepping the blasts, but taking part of Zero's tail. It had small barbs and he'd feel something enter his body. His blast would erupt early, causing another dust cloud, the damage is minimal as Ryme hadn't finished the technique.

Their "father" had taken the opportunity to copy a move from Zero's book; he slapped down Zero, after firing his blast at Ryme. Ryme would dart across, flying, to the opposite side of the training room. Hoping that he'd be able to get his blast right this time, he wanted to put a dent into either his brother or droid. He knew how hardy their species was, and if they sustained any permanent injuries, they could always find a medical pod. Ryme would once again start to gather his energy, this time focusing on the battle. His brother and father were engaged, which should give him enough time.

He could feel that this Ki ball was closer to his desired technique. Ryme would reposition so that his brother and father were in enfilade. He doubted that his technique was strong enough to go through both of them. Ryme just wanted to practice for his more typical fights where he'd be taking on more than one opponent. He had studied angles and geometry at his brother's request to improve his fighting abilities. At first, Ryme had found the whole idea silly, but it had helped him often in battle. Positioning for a long-range fighter was probably the first, if not second, most effective element in battle.

At the angle, the Ki Ball with spikes was set to impact their droid father first. Ryme wouldn't wait to see the effects, instead deciding to practice his positioning. He'd fly as fast as he could in the gravity chamber staying mobile while firing random Ki blasts. That would be his best strategy against two melee opponents for now. Force them to close the distance and take the damage along the way.



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Ryme had managed to pull it off as he saw the effects of his attack on his father's droid. It would shout a new directive that Ryme didn't quite catch due to him flying through the air. Sweat was dripping from his body, it was weird he felt heavier than before. Like his fatigue wasn't incremental that somehow a new variable had been introduced. He was still firing Ki blasts which would help lower the damage of the next blast from his father.

However, with the constant flight, Ki blasts, and attempts at his new power Ryme's body was at its limit. He didn't realize this in time, as he dodged out of the way of his father's blast he plummeted to the ground. He was dizzy, everything had become fuzzier in his vision. That s when he realized he had almost completely drained himself of Ki. He was perplexed he usually had better handling on how much he had in reserve. Ryme did like to fight more dangerously than his brother in that regard. He was the weaker, so it was natural that he would be more reckless with his body.

Ryme would give the command to end the training. As the room's gravity switched slowly, he could feel able to stand on two feet. He'd get up slowly careful to not pass out. Once he felt at equilibrium he'd talk to Zero.

"Sorry brother, I thought I had more energy I guess I'm not as used to gravity as I thought."

He didn't expect that Zero would care too much, though he might reveal he was poisoned. Ryme hadn't really had time to understand the full effects or its source. Walking straight into their kitchen on the ship, he'd find some fluids and a small snack bar to reenergize himself. Then he'd find his brother so they could go over the finer parts of his training. He was content with what he managed to accomplish with his new Ki ball, but he felt there was more he could delve into in his magic/ki techniques. While his brother didn't seem interested in magic he could still give input on how to make his attacks better. Once Zero was done Ryme would give his critiques.

I think you did splendid brother, my only comment for the day is that you should come up with something to better close the distance. You were able to easily distract me, but not father, if we ever find ourselves facing more than one powerful foe and they favor a combination similar to ours..."


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