The slayer tried to get up, at the begging it wasn't working, he was trying to move his body but it was using to much strength, the ice mage succeed putting his arms in the floor and stretching them to get up with his knees in the floor... The slayer fell again, his arms couldn't resist the weight of his body. He decided to take a piece of ice, moving his arm slowly with a lot of effort, and succeeding. Marik graved a piece of ice and ate it to gain strength, he took more with the strength he got, feeling better and better. The slayer ate some big pieces of ice, he was hungry... When Marik had enough energy to stand up he stood up holding and stretching his parts of the body "I slept enough time... Maybe... How much have I being sleeping?" Marik took a heavy breathing and asked "How much did I sleep?" the ice mage laughed a bit and took a battling position "I am ready to keep training" he closed his eyes to take another breathing and then he opened them making the energy and magic pass threw his body, he was going to caster another spell.
Marik's body changed, his muscles on the arms, chest, and any other muscle started growing to become bigger and stronger.