Fine by me. [He knew he had it down by his standards, but whether it was up to Vegeta's was the real question here. He raises his sword, taking a slow breath, concentrating on letting energy flow through himself, but slowly this time, timing the pull of energy with the slow draw of his breath in his lungs.
The result is remarkably smoother than it was before, slower to be sure, but not nearly as explosive as the usual pale lines of energy spark to life on his arms, trailing downwards to his hands, one of which he draws along the blade, igniting light along it's length with his fingers until the whole of it glows steadily.]
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The result is remarkably smoother than it was before, slower to be sure, but not nearly as explosive as the usual pale lines of energy spark to life on his arms, trailing downwards to his hands, one of which he draws along the blade, igniting light along it's length with his fingers until the whole of it glows steadily.]