Fenix closed his eyes and drew a breath that seemed to last an eternity. His enhanced senses had reached a plateau of clarity that transcended anything he had achieved during his months of impossible training. Every fiber of his being focused on a single objective: observe everything down to the most minute detail.
When he opened his eyes again, the world seemed to move at a different pace - not slower, but more comprehensible, as if layers of perception that had previously been unavailable were now crystalline clear.
His hand touched the katana's hilt with deliberate precision.
Reality dissolved once more, depositing him onto the infinite black plane where the being awaited with eternal patience. But this time, Fenix's awareness had achieved a state that bordered on the supernatural in its acuity.
