"What happened to you?" Cora asked when a half-naked scarred Khan appeared in her view.
"It's nothing serious," Khan reassured while turning to reach the couch in his living room.
"I beg to differ," Cora complained while entering the flat and letting the metal door close behind her. "How did you even hurt yourself so badly? These injuries are deep."
'And I even meditated all day,' Khan commented in his mind as he checked his injuries.
The [Blood Vortex] had gone well, but Khan had gone all-out since he had been alone. With no one to stop him, he had let the technique continue until the lines had dug deep injuries into his body.
The wounds had been so deep that a single training session couldn't make them fade. Khan's body still showed clear marks even after a whole day had passed. He would have usually refused to see Cora that night, but she had sounded too worried to deny her request.
