The remaining three days of Paskha's training with Sir Clove went smoothly. Because now Paskha knew what his goal was, he could run straight without deviating to the right or left even though he had been running for more than three hours. The distance between the two arrays on both sides had also narrowed, but it would not hinder Paskha. The child's heart was filled with unshakable resolve, and firm determination ran straight like an unbending ruler.
Nonetheless, the real difficulties would occur when Paskha was in a gravitational field. If Sir Clove knew that Paskha had used the reborn soul skill, he would not have allowed the boy to open three points at once. At the same time, he wished to see the boy's success in doing it.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes! But, is it alright for you to be my guard?"
