Revenge~

Outside the training ground, Ozul sat on a simple chair made with the Ball of Purity, staring at the ground with bored eyes.  His back leaned backward while his arm supported his face which was tilting towards the left.

With the conical hat on his head, one couldn't make out his expressions.

Raven stood beside him, but her eyes remained glued towards the training ground, from where they could hear squeals and screams of pain.

Occasionally the cries of the priest sounded so aberrant that one wouldn't even think of them as humane. Those howls of pain sounded more like the growls of a wild beast on the verge of death.

But no matter how inhumane and pitiful the priest sounded, neither Raven nor Ozul had any intentions to intervene.

While Raven had her own worries about Blaze at this moment, Ozul was also thinking about the latter's future.