Mental strength
Cough Cough
Oh my, oh my… What am I doing, revealing my theories instead of the results of the fight…
Can it even be considered as a fight? Well, I don't know how to call it, so, let's just go with that…
But, yeah! The two old men were rolling around on the ground like babies that needed their diapers changed. They were starting to annoy me. It was so bad that I was so close from going towards them to beat them up to death physically. I held myself back of course, because I knew that it was a test of mental and not physical. I figured, perhaps to endure their wails was also a part of the tests within the trial. A test, which will reveal how resistant I am against stress and distractions, basically. Who knows…
"Ah!"
Suddenly, after a minute or so of enduring the wails of the old men, I felt a slight sense of pain ringing inside my head.
'Is it because of those annoying cries…' I couldn't help but wonder as I lightly massaged my forehead.