Satisfying Storekeepers

Kyle opened his eyes and glanced toward the corner of the room. As expected, Void was still curled up—cultivating.

He directed his gaze to the comm on his wrist next. '7:11 PM.' He had been cultivating for hours and he had finished just in time.

[EXP: 3402/4000]

'Time to fix this mess,' Kyle decided, standing up quietly to ensure he doesn't disturb Void. He tiptoed to the door, so as not to alert the dragon, reaching for the handle and turning it slowly to avoid any sound.

Kyle threw one last glance at Void before he left the room, immediately making his way to the Arena.

His normal routine felt different tonight—more like a mission. He needed to win many fights in the quickest possible time, so as to rack up enough credits.

So, for the next few hours, Kyle lost himself in the rhythm of battle. He barely noticed his opponents as his focus solely lied on ending quickly.