True Berserker Training (II)

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Blood ejected from Kieran's mouth as it felt like Scar's heavy blow shattered most of the bones in his ribcage. Breathing became difficult as Scar continued pressing his palm into Kieran's chest.

"Boy, I know you're not too great of a fool, right? Why would you ever dash toward an enemy without first gauging the disparity in your strength? I'd commend your bravery if it were any other matter, but unfortunately, we're training you for the Gladiator's Coliseum."

Scar retracted his palm, allowing Kieran to take a deep breath before gesturing for him to stand. "Heal yourself."

"Heal myself?" Kieran grimaced while stumbling to his feet. Although it was difficult to discern on the surface, Kieran's body was nearly broken by Scar's attack. In fact, his current Health was 10.

"I didn't stutter, brat. Heal yourself. This bit of damage should be effortless. I controlled my strength. If you truly understand what Blood Mania is, heal yourself."