Chapter Eighty-Two: Always Defensive
Kawaya bounced out with high shoulders and Tomah and the rest cheered him to keep his spirits elevated.
Not only had he been able to balance the soil and mold them into different forms, he could also make targeted shots that'd hit the mark. He was impressive. Almost all his fears dissipated in that moment.
Zenith watched the gloating boy with bored eyes. The only thing he could say he successfully did was unknowingly use the skill, Morph, when manipulating the soil to take different forms, like the boomerang.
Every other thing he did was what he should've been able to do a long time ago. Zenith dusted his hand and mouth from the panda bread particles and sighed.
While the exercise had been going on, he had gone to get the teacher who'd teach Class 11-B since his period was over. He found out that he was on a pregnancy leave.
