Chapter 57: Let’s climb the Sigh Mountains.
Chapter 57: Let's climb the Sigh Mountains.
While Velma went about her Cannibalistic meal...
Oliver was once again, in the night trial. He still had two hours remaining, and had rushed in the moment he finished reciting the Imperial Slave Value System.
The red mist coiled like threads of blood around the stone platform. The Monk sat in his position. Unmoving. In the distance.
Oliver's brows creased with incredible concentration.
The moment his feet touched the surface, he moved. This time, he didn’t hesitate.
He veered right, just as the ground behind him exploded from a shattering impact. Cracks spiderwebbed across the ancient looking tiles where the monk’s fist had landed. Dust and fragments scattered into the air, proof of what would have happened to his ribs had he remained still.
It was just like the last time. The moment he touched the platform, the monk attacked.
“Good,” Oliver whispered. “You're not catching me the same way again.”
The monk seemed to move without sound, feet looking as if they never quite touched the platform.
Its robes fluttered with unnatural grace. The cloth whispered through the air just as its body blurred forward again.
The same technique.