"Oh dear." Damian sighed softly. "Daddy really is sorry, come, why don't you give me a make-up hug?"

"Stop treating me like a child, I'm fifteen-years-old!" She complained as she pouted.

A soft smile emerged on his face, as he got up, approaching his daughter.

"Congratulations on winning the Martial Contest." He smiled affectionately as he caressed her brown hair, patting her softly. "I'm proud of you."

Fiona didn't respond to those words.

"Unsatisfied?" He asked with a knowing smile.

"...Maybe." She replied.

"What do you feel?"

"I want to know..." She said.

He waited for her as he continued caressing her head.

"...I want to know what drives him and his kind down their Martial Paths."

She closed her eyes as she recalled the intense determination that sparkled his bloodshot eyes even as he lost consciousness.

"Is it really worth a path walking down?" She asked, as her intense curiosity coloured her eyes.

"Who knows?" He smiled. "Is it?"

knitted in surprise

"Isn't it?" She asked.

amused. "Can you truly know unless you travel down that path

silent at that

* * * * *

to the Martial Academy immediately. The first thing he did was reunite

said.

smacking Ian." Kane threw him

admirable." Hever

fight!" Nel

close." Dalen told him. "Good job

some time interacting with them, catching up and

job 'Voidbringer'." Kane

him.

Kane's eyes widened as

could keep it

a staff member called out to

"The headmaster

got up to leave. "I'll

they bade him goodbye, heading to the headmaster's office. He quickly reached the giant

respect for a man who had reached a certain height of Martial power. The immense weight

done not only yourself

headmaster." Rui

do you feel coming

my Martial Path. And I intend to continue doing that. The Martial Contest has expanded my vision of Martial Art. I intend on expanding

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