"Become someone else?" Feitan grimaced. As it stands right now, the instructions were confusing, but hopefully Velvet would elaborate, something she did after she took a certain stance. As she did that, her dark chakra began to change into a mythical figure, that of a dragon's. Her hands looked like as if they were protected by a dragon made of dark chakra and purple eyes, fangs and scales. Then she revealed that she in fact has been training to reach a new style. What she was saying made sense to Feitan. Of course, in order to go far as a shinobi, you have to progress each day. Staying with one fighting style will get you nowhere. But that means that you need to change the way you perceive things as well; basically, what Velvet wanted to tell Feitan was to have a different perspective at viewing things. "Think like a dragon, huh?" It was true that his Meiton techniques have a lot of references to dragons. Additionally, his own rings were related to dragons as well. So, why not thinking like one too? Feitan had a lot of knowledge on these legendary creatures. Fearless, godly and dangerous. Swift, too.
Feitan blanked his mind. He closed his eyes for a slight moment and opened them with a new resolve, gripping his Iwa headband tighter. "Thanks, Velvet!" He set off in a burst of speed towards as he used shape manipulation on the dark chakra to give them the exact form Velvet had gave. Entering CQC distance, Feitan lowered his stance and aimed for a strike at Velvet's left leg, hoping to throw her off balance. The strike though only had normal speed, however, what followed next apparently was faster. Following the left leg strike was a open-palm hit in Velvet's abdomen. The hit was 1.5x faster, but Feitan felt like something was incomplete. Further concentrating his mind and imitating that of a dragon's, he takes the dark chakra into a new level of handling and applies the dragon heads to his legs as well. This was done possible due to his dark marks being present in his shoes' boots. "Heh, you're quite surprised aren't you?" In a blink of an eye, Feitan with his lowered stance still had put his hands on the ground and uses them as a spring to push himself up and deliver a dual kick to Velvet's shoulders. The kicks were equally as fast, and twice at his original speed. In other words, Velvet would have no practical way of reacting this close. After that Feitan retreats back with his four-limb dragon heads. Amazed at his own power, he only had to thank Velvet again. "Nice one, you."