"Are you okay?" Freya asked.
After a whole two weeks of training with Felix, which was a total of about fourteen hours in the real world, Kiro finally logged off. He had slept for eighteen hours straight, he had not realised just how mentally exhausted the whole experience made him.
To make his theory more solid, the scars he had gained fighting the general had manifested in real life. There was a scar across his eye now but fortunately, he could still see.
"Are you sure there isn't anything we can do?" Freya asked again.
Kiro smiled, "well no, it would take you guys quite a long time to level up, so just keep supporting from the stands."
He was sat at their patio, having breakfast and soaking up the sun. Truly this was a kind of heaven, it felt good not smelling blood and being in alert that there could be a surprise attack coming from anywhere. This was it for him, this is the peace he wanted to protect.
