"I don't usually have to use them, so I'm not super good at them, but like..."

Houmei lifts his hands off his lap and puts them through a slow series of movements together, pausing at each mudra he forms. The one he stops entirely at has him holding onto his index and middle finger of his left hand with his right, with his right above his left.

"Something like that? This one's the most commonly used one for-- for spells. It's to help with focus, just like the chanting."

But Houmei, monster as he's often called, can form his focus, his will, instantaneously. For him and him alone, it's less of a build-up and more like cracking a bullwhip.

And it freaks people the hell out.