Khal walked slowly on Moon Academy's streets with such shaky legs that the other students around him thought he was drunk; he took each of his steps with such precision and concentration that small sweat drops started to form on his forehead bit by bit.
His legs were still not listening to him entirely and there were even times where he stumbled or almost fell just because of a random small rock coming out of the road; the sight was quite a bit pathetic.
"Hey, look... That guy there... What is he doing?"
"Who? Oh... I... Don't know... Maybe practicing some kind of unique footwork or Secret Art he just started to learn?"
"What? Please... Don't make me laugh, do you really think that sloppy and shaky movement could be a Secret Art? It almost looks like he is drunk!"
"..."
Khal who did everything he could to maintain his stability while walking closed his eyes and sighed.
