*****
Several hours later, Cain slowly walked out of a chamber, his eyes completely different from the way they were when he entered. A beautiful smile graced his lips, defining his blossoming happiness. His smile slowly turned into a grin.
"Chaos Battle Art sure hits differently," Cain grinned.
Bringing out his communicator tool, Cain checked the time. "9:47 am... when there is still time," Cain muttered. Cain walked away from the arena hall with a light stretch, heading straight to his dormitory.
Unbeknownst to him, Cain's demeanor and body movements changed. His steps became light and elegant, slowly mimicking what he had learned from the battle art he had gained.
Arriving at his dormitory, Cain walked into the bathroom with a refreshing bath in mind. Although Cain wasn't dirty due to the auto-cleaning mechanism built within his academy battle suit, a refreshing bath was hard to beat.
