⌠Run you fool, your gonna▓ get yourself killed,■ the old man bitterly snapped.
⌠Almost done!■ Sugkar, a eighteen year old child, slowly learning how to become a man, ran off towards the town of Gultiew. Running like there was a assassin behind him, he ran like the wind.
I wonder what would happen if that old son of a gun was killed? Who would train me for my manhood ahead? Wait, I don▓t need training, my training will be the experience that will follow my mistakes.
⌠Could you run any slower my dear boy? I said RUN.■ Sugkar ran with a stride of over 3 feet! Passing tree ,by tree, they all have seemed to move by themselves, from Sugkar.