Munelon grunted in pain as the myst filled the chamber, awakening his hidden potential. After what seemed like days, though in reality only a fraction of that, normal air vented around him to clear the myst away.<br/><br/>Slowly he emerged from the glass cocoon into the chamber proper, where two others waited. He frowned as he felt his body, it seemed unchanged. His hair was darker, but only by a few shades. Hopefully he had actually gotten something from the myst besides that headache...<br/><br/>Perhaps his power was mental instead of physical? He turned to face the wall and willed something to happen...<br/><br/>And stumbled backwards as a small, transparent ball of violet energy slammed into the wall, denting the smooth metal slightly. Embarrassed at his lack of control, Munelon turned to the others and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.<br/><br/>"Oops... Hopefully they won't notice that."