Opportunities Come (5)

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Jason sat cross-legged in a corner of the large spacious area as he awaited for the arrival of the other clans.

The first thought he had when he realized that he would have to await for the arrival of the other heirs of the five strongest clans was obviously to continue his image training; Image training brought him solace when he was lonely.

In Jason's mindscape his katana sliced through monsters, cutting dozens into mince meat at a time, and when anyone got close he switched to his dagger.

The action repeated.

A blade going through several monsters at a time, cutting them with incredible speed and precision.

But Jason's peace didn't last long.

"Hey there."

Someone put an arm on him.

Jason's eyes came open in a flash. He felt something that seemed reminiscent to a heart attack.