The Fruit of Struggle - Part 6

"Hah…" Beam gave a sigh of relief as he sat on the floor.

"Ah, good. I thought I was going to have to wait another hour before you finally settled into your rhythm. It seems even you can settle things quickly if you put your mind to it," Dominus teased as he drew up next to him.

"That was tough," Beam said as he looked upon the corpse.

"I'd imagine so. In the end, it was merely your superior speed and strength that settled it. Were you unable to tap into the skill you used against the hobgoblin?" Dominus asked.

Beam shook his head. "No… I mean, it seemed kind of slow. Its movements were blurry, but I can't tell if that's real or not, since the whole world has been blurry for the past couple of days. If I don't concentrate, I get pretty damn dizzy."

Dominus raised an eyebrow. "That's the first I'm hearing of this. Those are certainly not good symptoms, especially given the severity of your fight the other day. They could be the signs of something more serious."