This was all true. The year on his own, he honed in on his skills in between tours and other promotional activities. Coming here to Garden really helped out his techniques, but they still weren't...right. Weren't his own style. This resulted in him sticking to what he knew best. Classes also interfered with his own personal training, leaving little time to develop himself.

Now here he was, at stagnation.

Byakuya...wanted him to attack. Well, he wouldn't disappoint by holding back. Gakupo readied his junction of Shiva before he took his stance, his blade making the faintest of sounds as it moved to his front. He dashed forward, going in for a quick horizontal slash, making the air ring with a shrill melody of glass being scratched.