บท 197: Self-Inflicted

Though he had prior plans within the night to have a drink or two with Malgrey and Malnor, Taf was in no such mood at the moment. That being the case he ventured straight to his home in a bid to reflect. 

Undergoing the recent battle with the grand elder was a real turning point for Taf. Currently, he sat within the world of the space stone. 

Now he felt as though he could dissect the different elements of the battle noting the areas where he fell short. Yet he could only wryly smile as there were far too many. 

His previous use of his arts against a master seemed truly childish. It was crude and unbecoming, words prior he would never associate with himself and his fighting prowess. 

Looking back he laughed at himself, the guy who defeated Dar. He could just imagine how things would have unfolded as he basked in that slight victory.