"So it's finally time to leave."
Skyler floated in front of the winged man, his gaze complex. After learning the space element skill, he had spent another grueling month, filled with painful beatings, training to enhance his mastery of the Scythe Style and refine his close combat abilities.
Anyway, the main point was that he had finally landed a hit on him. Yes—he had.
But how did he, the weakling against his overpowered master, manage to do it?
Obviously, he cheated.
It had happened a day ago. While the man sat cross-legged with his eyes closed after their training session—which, as usual, had been tiring only for Skyler—he had secretly sent a subtle wisp of wind to tickle him.
In truth, the tiny wisp was blocked by the golden scales covering his master's body.
Still, he was going to shamelessly claim it had reached the calamity's body. And that, technically, was how Skyler landed a hit.
