"Hit me," Jorg said, his voice commanding.
"What?" Makun was flabbergasted.
Where did this come from? Why now, all of a sudden? And could he even hit someone like Jorg to begin with?
Makun stood, his knees buckling under the pressure emitted by Jorg, confused by the series of events. He had no idea where he was, no idea who those three were, no idea who this giant was.
For all he knew, they could be from the Hollow Court mentioned by Zuri.
"You're a Warrior now. Hit me," Jorg pressed.
The weight of the pressure in the room increased. Makun felt like if he did not do what the giant told him, he was going to end up falling unconscious.
Makun slowly closed his eyes, recalling the set of images that appeared in his head earlier during meditation. Then.
Fwooosh.
He rushed forward, flexing his leg muscles with maximum efficiency. He was fast, faster than a normal human.
His spiritual energy, Ashe churned in his body enhancing his speed.
