"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?"

in surprise and

"Isn't it?" She asked.

amused. "Can you truly know unless you travel down

silent at

* * * * * * * *

Academy immediately. The first thing

said. "You did

job smacking Ian." Kane threw him a

admirable." Hever

fight!" Nel grinned

last round was quite close." Dalen told him.

with them,

job

him.

him?!" Kane's eyes widened as

could keep it hidden from

then, a staff member

Quarrier?" She addressed. "The headmaster wishes to speak to

to leave.

heading to the headmaster's office. He quickly reached the giant

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

performance was admirable. You have done not

you, headmaster." Rui

you feel coming

Victory and loss are consequences of my pursuit of my Martial Path. And I intend to continue doing that. The Martial Contest has expanded my vision of Martial Art. I intend on expanding my Flowing Void Style until it has matured and reached

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