He gently clenched his fist and then released it, feeling the contraction and relaxation of his muscles, every sensory experience as clear as reality.
"Welcome back, human." A deep and familiar voice came from behind.
Ron turned around to see a tall tiger-man standing at the other end of the arena.
Aksa's image was even more realistic than last time, his fur shimmering with natural luster under the sunlight.
The amber eyes were gleaming coldly, no longer possessing that stiffness peculiar to simulated modeling.
"Master Aksa, it's been a while." Ron slightly nodded.
"It seems I was right; your aura has become much stronger."
The tiger-man weapon master walked closer, looking Ron up and down:
"Last time we parted, you already showed rare talent, but now... you are filled with a deeper power."
Ron slightly nodded: "I have been promoted to an Official Wizard."
"I see." Aksa realized, eyes showing deep respect:
