As Damon shook his head, he pushed away the frustration."Whatever," he muttered under his breath, trying to push the system's sudden shutdown to the back of his mind.
He cleaned up the bathroom mess and then left his room.
As he walked outside, there were regular sounds of training all around.
Damon's mind went back to the system. He thought that the change wouldn't take too long, no more than a week or a day.
He couldn't deny the unease it brought, but worrying about it now wasn't going to change anything.
He finally spotted Kru Wichan near the edge of the training yard, leaning casually against a bamboo pole with his arms crossed, observing a young fighter working on a bag.
Damon approached, curious as to what the old man wanted to discuss.
"Ah, there you are," Wichan said without looking up.
He didn't take his eyes off the fighter, who was having a hard time keeping his balance with each kick.
