By this point Kithara had actually made his way all the way out to the woods. Catching his breath for a moment, he leaned his back up against a tree and tried to gasp for air. At that point, though, he found very quickly that he didn't need to. For some reason he got more than enough air with a single breath. Blinking for a moment, he looked around and blinked. Cautiously exhaling, he found that he was able to manipulate the air around him with certain maneuvers.<br/><br/>It was a strange sensation, and he actually wasn't sure he liked it. Kithara always figured that he was something special. He was always the first one to build himself up. Nevertheless, now that there really was something that separated him from everyone else, he wasn't really sure that he liked it.<br/><br/>That didn't mean he wasn't going to cultivate it, though. Being out here meant that he was going to practice. He was going to test the new skills he had and take them to the limit. He was going to do everything that he could have in order to find out what the extent of what he could do was. That way if anything else happened back at the school he would have certainly been ready for it. Exhaling once more, he measured his influence on the air.<br/><br/>In a little while he was going to make his triumphal return. That wasn't going to be before he was ready, though. This time he wasn't going to just win a fight because of chance.