Morpho-weapons (part1)

The seventh day of training.

Upon waking up from a good night of sleep, Aito asked Gwen for an hour of free time this morning. Saying he had to buy supplies and check on an order he had placed with a certain minerian.

As long as he would catch up on his training when he came back, she saw no issues in giving him free time. Not that Aito planned on listening to her if she hadn't agreed. He was his own man and would remain his own man.

Settling his double-headed ax on his shoulder, and the backpack he retrieved from Gwen, who had emptied its content inside her inventory, Aito headed for the second floor while keeping an eye out for a poor bastard named Sam.

The baldy hasn't shown his shiny head this morning on the third floor to reach the fourth floor as the other challengers did. In fact, he had stopped ascending the Tower since Aito's arrival.