Chapter 15
When the tiger dies, the jackals come out to play.
It was something Seowoon had expected from the very first moment he began learning martial arts here.
Given the conflicting attributes and affinities of martial arts, he had always thought it might become impossible to learn different techniques. Accepting that, he tucked the secret manual into his subspace and brought up the map.
He studied it for a moment, then suddenly rolled aside, eyes flashing sharply.
Boom!
A pillar of red flame shot up exactly where he'd been standing a second earlier.
The mage in the gray robe, locking eyes with Seowoon, took a quick measure of him and curled his lips in a sneer.
"Sharp instincts, but you're nothing special. I came to check just in case after that meteor fell, but..."
Though the mage seemed to have finished sizing him up, Seowoon wasn't nearly done assessing his opponent.
Fixing his gaze on the mage, Seowoon spoke.
"Why do you think that?"