Chiron had achieved what he was aiming for. He could feel that his muscle movement was better.
Although there was still a lot of room for improvement, it was still better than how terrible it used to be.
At least this way, he had a better chance when he was going to face Dolly.
Although there were other ways to face Dolly, and Chiron knew that he could always just run away, a small part of him wanted to strike swords with him.
Danger sharpens the senses and builds the success of a cultivator. If he fought Dolly, he knew he would be in absolute danger, but that also equated to growth for him.
The path to power and success was never meant to be an easy one. If it was, everybody would choose its path, and no one would fear and respect those that had it.
Chiron could already feel a slight excitement of sorts. This was not excitement because he enjoyed pain. No! it was the excitement for more power that came with that pain.
