Curtis

Curtis

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Within the Emperor's Palace, Titus let out low shouts as he swung his sword.

His body was drenched in sweat, as such he wasn't wearing a shirt which put his lean muscles on display.

Titus was quite short. Around 5'9, which was one of the main reasons he'd chosen a speed oriented build. Not to mention that his magic affinities of light and wind screamed speed.

Even now, there were weights on his arms and legs which caused his body to feel incredibly heavy. But in the last month, he'd come a long way, and as such, he could move with some freedom.

After finishing a set of reps, he sighed and took out a bottle of water from his spatial storage and drank some before pouring the rest on his head and let out a refreshed sigh.

Then he checked the time and tilted his head.

"Hm, father is still out huh? How long do these Auctions usually last?" He spoke to himself before shrugging. It wasn't really his business anyway.