The sky came into view again. It was a sight he had grown used to.

Being beaten to the ground countless times had numbed him to the experience.

[Disciple.]

He raised his head at the voice. His neck throbbed with pain as he lifted it to see Paejon staring down at him with a peculiar expression.

It seemed like the old master had something to ask, but he couldn’t quite figure out what it was.

[What is it?]
[I’ve been wondering.]
[About?]
[What are you planning to do next?]
[Huh?]

The question came out of nowhere. …