"Are you ready to get into it?"

Akulia was standing quite a distance away from Alves. Not too far, not too close. It was the precision of Alves. He didn't want the fellow to come too close to him.

He kept a long stare at Akulia for a while. It was obvious from his eyes that there were a couple things going on in his mind. When he looked away from Akulia, he took a glance at his wrist.

There was no scar or smear whatsoever. He couldn't believe that what happened could just go away like that.

"Or you want to risk it again? But this time, the pain might travel into your brain."

Akulia started to close the pace between them. Akulia seemed to be indifferent to whatever Alves might want to do even if he broke the rules.

Alves looked away from the wrist. He understood what Akulia meant by what he had just said.

"We have just two minutes to get into the training. You don't want your Ri reminding you every now and then. I think I haven't told you that the Ri is always not really a big fan