It was Wednesday, 4:00am.
Ha! Ha!
Sitting cross-legged in the middle of nowhere, inside one of the forests surrounding Cold Town, Ramon inhaled and exhaled as he cultivated.
As he cultivated, he tried to curb the excesses of his over excited brain.
His brain was excited because of what he was about to do.
3 days earlier…
After his successful raids on the Eastern outpost and the Quake outpost 3 days ago, culminating in him taking another head of a Knight Stage warrior of the Addition astral crew, Ramon did not leave emptyhanded.
He left with more weapons from the armory of the Quake outpost.
Mere hours after the raid, Cheetah and Gran Gran visited him. While Gran Gran attended to his injuries, Cheetah took the weapons but he did not leave immediately. Rather, he conversed with him.
"Are you ready to follow the contents of your note again?"
"Yes".
Silence.
