HIS GROWING OBSESSION

Two days later*

Everything was peaceful in the sect and usual activities were being carried out without any hindrance. Just like this, usual practices were being carried out generally as well.

The sun was up, gleaming brighter than ever, making things difficult for the people standing beneath it. With half-opened eyelids and heavy heads, all of them sharpened their martial art skills until they were told to rest. Megara trudged towards the river and bent down. She soaked her napkin in the river water before squeezing all the water out.

With a deep sigh, she wiped her sweat away with the wet fabric before doing the soaking process once again. With that, she squeezed all the water out of the cloth and stood up. Throwing the wet cloth on her head she ambled towards Agnes who was sitting under the tree.