บท 421: Where Danger Lies - Part 9

"You are weak," he said. He did not speak particularly loud, but it was a testament to the silence that reigned on the training grounds that all heard his words. "I came here seeking strength. What can you teach me?" As he spoke to the man, his lucidity began to return, bit by bit.

It was the blade that changed him. The logic of words, the consciousness that they required, it brought him back to himself. He realized, bit by bit, even as the heat of anger faded, that he had within his hands a professor of the Academy. Not just any professor, but the swords professor, who Oliver would have hoped to learn much from.

The hatred that burned in Heathclaw's eyes was blinding. With the last of his anger, Oliver tossed him aside with a sigh.