"Ahh, that's the name.. Sorry Seron..hehe... I didn't know how else I would have won otherwise." That was a white lie, but he couldn't tell Seron that he was too scared to use his killing intent, which was still not easy to control.
That was a matter of his pride, even if he didn't have much, to begin with.
Seron looked suspiciously at Jason and wondered how much of his families´ treasured Floating sky movement technique had he copied.
Thinking back on the time he had fought Jason, Seron concluded that he had only made use of the most basic level of the floating sky technique without trying his utmost with it.
Sighing in relief, he couldn't help but shiver, thinking about the possibility of Jason copying more than that.
If his brother or even worse, his father were to find out, he would be grounded, to say the least.
As he observed Jason, he knew he had to do something.
