章 208: Chapter 208

Khao'khen was stretching his limbs outside his tent as he twirled around a long wooden staff and moved around as if he was attacking an imaginary opponent. He stabbed with one of his staff as he shouted his lungs out to squeeze as much power from his aching muscles then spun around before slashing down the length of his weapon in front of him to strike down his non-existing foe. Moving around his tent while executing strike after strike, his forehead was now covered in sweat and his breathing became ragged. His limbs were now trembling but he continued and endured the pain assaulting his body, his wounds have now almost healed fully but it still stings if he moves too much and uses too much strength as what he was now doing.