Balance

Parkinson's voice was cold and stern as he said, "You are late." He glared at the young man who had just entered the classroom, expecting him to show some remorse or fear. But Damon was not intimidated by his teacher's authority. He looked back at Parkinson with a calm and indifferent expression, as if he had nothing to apologize for.

"I was at the middle of a breakthrough. There is no way I would stop half way for anything. If the king didn't personally request me to come here, I would have spent it recovering." Damon said with a sneer. Refining his body was far more stressful than expected. In his opinion, he would do better if he is given all the resources he needs in the royal palace and is allowed to train there. He had no interest in attending this class, which he considered a waste of time. "Now move. It's inconvenient for me to keep standing. I do not like it when I'm inconvenienced."