There were so many questions that Nolamine needed to be answered about the town that he was in, but he kept them to himself for the time being. As much as they were cautious about him and wanted to find out more information about him, he was also doing the same.
He had decided to focus on his training and Sound Manipulation, which allowed him to learn the language, read and write in a short amount of time, and with him constantly using it, was getting better at it each day.
Days passed with him not being able to beat Dumpie. He would wake up and train with Kelirian and then thereafter his fights with Dumpie would begin. On the fourth day of their fight, Nolamine had gotten a deep gash on his chest, the blow almost going through his chest plate and reaching his lungs.
Fighting like they had been every day since the day they first faced each other was putting a toll on him. His body and mind were reaching their limit.
