After leaving the academic library, Kelvin took a quick cab and went to Ruckus' weapon shop. And on getting there, he walked over to the counter.
“How are you doing on this fine morning kid?” Ruckus asked.
“I’m alright. Thanks for asking.” Kelvin replied.
“That’s good to know. So, what can I do for you? Is there any problem with the urumi-whip sword?”
“No, there’s nothing wrong with the sword. Though I’ve gotten a bit too reliant on its gravitational features. Actually, that’s partially why I’m here. Could you perhaps introduce me to any of your demon hunter friends with profound understanding of sword combat and battle styles? I’m in need of a mentor.” Kelvin said.
Ruckus had a thoughtful expression on his face, and after a while, he replied,