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Chapter 83 – Heat

As the ferryman of the Black River had mentioned, Enkrid’s days were akin to an endless repetition of today.

Each day was wholly dedicated to training.

“Control, control, and more control.”

The sparring sessions with Rem focused on Enkrid achieving absolute mastery over his body and sword.

The chilling sense of malice that occasionally gripped him came from the piercing gaze of Jaxen, lurking somewhere in the shadows, observing him.

Jaxen had a knack for making one’s body freeze up just by staring.

Even the slightest lapse in vigilance felt like it could lead to death.

Jaxen himself did nothing more than stare, yet that alone was maddening enough to drive Enkrid crazy.

Finding Jaxen, who constantly exuded killing intent, became a regular part of Enkrid’s training.

To achieve this, Enkrid tried expanding the scope of his hearing and other senses but failed repeatedly.

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