Laskt grimaced,"It sounds like a horrific situation Madame Ulv, ze 'being hunted by a raving doctor' bit zat is."
The knight said, interlacing his fingers in his lap as he listened to his teacher's lecture. The provided information was interesting to say the very least: Laskt had spent so much. time worrying about the philosophy of his powers instead of exactly how it worked. Indeed, he still had to crush the urge to simply deny them once more, but his promise to his Captain still pushed him forward. "So ze mask eventually becomes a simple Reiatsu booster?"
Laskt asked, a slight note of incredulity entering his voice. Every time the Vizard had activated his own mask, it had been under traumatic circumstances and the danger had been extreme. To think that to some Vizards it was merely another tool such as a Zanpaktou's Shikai was hard to fathom.
Laskt's thoughtful face twitched in amusement as he watched his host casually toss the delicate teacup at full force at the wall, only for it to bounce off harmlessly. The strange durability of Miniatumi was amusing at times, as well as quite useful apparently."Just like a miscast Kido huh? I suppose it is a good thing I have quite a bit of practice with zose zen."
Laskt tried to joke, grinning slightly at his poor attempt at humor. "So a Cero is zat simple? Funny, with how powerful zey can become I figured it would be a lot more complex zan zat somehow."
Laskt admitted, closing his eyes and attempting to follow Ulv's instructions.
Laskt's power was like an aging river, still mighty but stunted by the passage of time. Centuries ago the river had raged with mighty force, but Tozat's awakening had rather neutered that, forcing him to practically start his growth anew. The Reiatsu was almost purely dregs of his Zanpaktou, the energy so pure that it was almost painful. The knight's brow furrowed as he intensified his search, searching for the black fury that had filled him every time Tozat had strained at his chains.
Slowly, every so slowly, Laskt's left arm raised, faint hints of purplish energy pulsing at his fingertips, but not nearly enough to do anything of importance. Stubbornly, Laskt continued to carefully trickle the energy in, scrutinizing the energy for any hint of unnatural influence. It was obvious, at this rate, the scraps of energy Laskt was allowing through would never form a Cero.